Continuum Poems - Poems about Continuum

We are an entity and so is space, Mandukya Upanishad claims as true, a knowing which is revealed by God’s grace, when flickers therein show light passing through. Déjà vu suggests time does not exist, for there’s no way we could have been and seen and yet we did so why should we insist, that life’s not a movie, played on time’s...

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Burning the midnight oil while writing this poem one line at a time looking for reason searching for meaning making words scan and having them rhyme consider the hands of a clock as around the dial they rotate some arrive early (tick-tock tick-tock) others come in late one is fast the other slow round and round and round they go observe this strange conundrum it's a paradox...

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having aged, we’re no longer in our prime yet vibrance of our heart remains intact tweets of love continuing to transact each moment deemed as the optimal time heart sings a song and we dance to its chime lost in ambedo trance, God’s grace attract and as bliss beats with our form make contact resting in stillness mind conjures a rhyme one...

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If we must kneel, let not our hearts be blind, To creeds that chain the soul in ancient lore; Let senses guide where dogmas leave us poor, And truth be sought beyond what’s left behind. No longer shall we fear the wrathful skies, Nor bow to idols forged in ages past; The present calls, its voice both clear and vast, To break...

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The sky bathes the harbor in cyan turquoise cadet-blue sea foam bubbles the only gorget one has versus the flamingos and canaries absconding littoral mire the gashes on my feet, the burn in my gracilis have returned me yet again to sanctum: la vie en rose, where lips breathe lunarias into drift bottles love songs the only tune in our ears, lilac mica on denim...

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Line of inquiry: “since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” My thoughts are swimming against the current, seeking, ever searching for threads into the past that will seamlessly stitch them with the present as though they were sewn by the hand of God. I laud my memories, fondly embracing each of...

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“since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” ~ Unseeking Seeker The sun w a n e s into the saline swell, and the ether undresses corseted ruminations, while heart follows formless flames illuminated with flares of frankincense forgiveness as mind replays recurring regrets like vinyls~ spinning forlorn runes laced with fallacious fragments, clouding the intricate cycle of...

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Line of inquiry: “since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” by Unseeking Seeker I can see God’s hand in all around me: the sweetness of dawn’s pink; the dusk’s bright sky; my loved ones’ faces; pets and my plum tree; mountains to my east and birds that freely fly. And in my...

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Line of inquiry: “since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” ____________________________ I will turn away from the shadows of what once I knew, mirroring the past carrying a c h e s ...

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This is the time of untamed reality sentimental type of a man surrendered hurt and bullied by his faith totally humiliated and hated. Some would say underestimated in his ways truth hangs and begs for forgiveness. He is the hero of his own failure did you ever think your reasons are like changing seasons. Levitate in your own conscience enter the innocence be...

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THE NOW CONTINUUM Now might linger forever, or be a mere instant Yet an end to the present may look ever distant It fights for survival about which it is so insistent But it may struggle to be defined as a continuum As from the past, the future is anxious to come So try relishing this moment, however transient When or if,...

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I am Buddha... w a l l o w i n g in the refreshing stillness, A lone swan smoothly gliding in the stream of present time. Everything slows to a snail pace; With my mind ...

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in the now your mind in free a blank to welcome thoughts much like a garden you can sow which seeds to freely nurture weeds will grow out of your leftovers from a speckled past you have the power so select your future harvest wisely AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 30, 2025...

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Beneath the surface of the perceptive mortal senses the mind nestles the buds of dreams it desires to see bloom. Allured by avid aspirations into insipid ignorance, it suffers wandering in the wilderness of discontent. Under the convoluted layers of the mangled mind languishes the servile soul at the impervious inner depth, until...

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Written: March 27, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker Line of inquiry: “since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” ****************** Waiting for the sun to create holes in the ground Waiting for the sun to emit a bright golden...

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