Direct Poems - Poems about Direct

senses bemuse thoughts amuse too our goose is cooked negating form each life storm ebbs conform with love no fears remain feral stains cleansed heart’s pain is healed in body urn bliss burns erst sins we turn inwards in hermit mode we decode truth an ode to God...

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“The path appears when we walk upon it ~ That we stumble not, lamp of love is lit” ~ quote by poet Poised in staid silence where no thoughts arise, our heartbeat echoing the cosmic drum, we dissolve in the magnetic bliss hum, illumining form as rays of sunrise. Each breath intake a delightful surprise, Holy Spirit a flame, which we become, erect spine,...

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Having been, seen and so known light of Self, we now atone, by fixating attention on God, for soul’s ascension. We know we’re not body-mind, so we’ve left all fears behind, poised always in witness mode, heart being our true abode. We’ve come here to love and learn, transforming feeble form urn, by exhuming the ego, whence truth of God, we then know. Tranquil silence paves the...

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Sitting in a body with intention, Lifting my heart to listen. Focusing my attention, Searching for the lesson, Through astral projection. Thoughts travel best when, Sitting silent with intention, Allowing the mind to open. Know you've been chosen, Your name being spoken, Across the ocean. The Book Of Life open, The plan set in motion, Through actions and devotion. A magic potion I'm holding, Creation I'm molding, Reality unfolding. Information downloading, Flowing with...

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We must not allow our past To dictate our present now Start working on your FutureNow This present time is right now Leaving all your troubles behind When your future comes It’s the present time FutureNow makes sure that not one minute of your present is wasted We don’t have to be afraid of what it holds The past may flare-up But allow God to...

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Forget the cautionary calls for restraint — this world doesn’t need saviors. It wants hands that claw at the roots, Sick fangs that grind old ideas to dust. Ideas aren’t soft; they’re detonators, charged and ready to shatter the silence. You don’t repair a broken machine by merely shining its rust. The absence of thinking is a pandemic— eradicate it like a disease. Smash apathy...

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In the void soul takes a consciousness leap but to get there we must leave mind behind, whence in staid stillness thus, we go in deep, becoming over time, divine aligned. Love the litmus test for thought, word and deed, which when ingrained, soul’s from ego unchained, then we live as of need, not as of greed, heart pure like snow, no...

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ephemeral are objects heart desires fleeting is joy and lingering is pain cause of suffering is seeking outcomes ignorance is our sin, desire the chain simply recognising that body-mind is an earth vehicle, an interface which we as eternal presence ensoul by God’s grace, steps towards truth we retrace everything in this realm is polarised enabling movement in space, clocked by time yet do not...

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You should be happy that you found someone else it's not just the way you carry yourself you get smitten with love ah-new you should hear the things those folk say about you Keep it fresh take care of yourself stop looking around for someone else aint no thing like what you do the best overall when it's you Got yourself jammed up with some broad who gaming on someone else you just happy cause you aint...

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Moms preach morals in their conversation to keep their kids away from temptation when kids mark their flaws with clues their faces fill with faint hues. Ethics end in a vague explanation. Place : 2 nd ...

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Stalkers on the loose, hope to cook your goose, by thrusting their faith; a falsehood, a wraith. To know God be still and soon voids will fill, freedom from duress, graced by love’s caress. Discard each belief to give soul relief; simply gentle touch, sans the scripture crutch. We’ve found not that ism, which ignites form prism, ushering rapture mind cannot capture. Negate ego’s guile, touch a tree and smile, tread softly on...

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Mondo left the ground to soar in the Olympic games of twenty-four. So, next Olympics, he would not be late, He came down again in twenty-eight....

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Flame in our spiritual heart, is cognised if we have the art, to gentle touch and rest thought flow, in time dissolved staid stillness slow. There’s nothing out there, all’s within, truth known if we choose to begin, repaying debts of love we owe, in time dissolved staid stillness slow. Let’s perform a consciousness scan; it’s our choice, if we choose we can, connect...

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For God search to sincerely start, let’s explore our toroidal heart, wherefrom stirrings of love arise, flow of nectar, that never dries. In opposition, we have mind, groping in darkness, like the blind, in stark fear about the morrow, plunging our soul in deep sorrow. When head and heart chose to entwine and with pulse of love both align, we are then complete, bliss replete, one...

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Ignorance is the cause of sin In silence then, God-search begin What is religion but a cult Why not instead let heart exult Bliss borne rapture felt deep within...

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