April Dizain Poems

Folding hands in prayer, what do we ask?
Are we poised in calm or quaking in fear,
hoping God will do our unfinished task?
Do we pray that...

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Belief and faith is a function of mind,
which is a thought spiral that encumbers,
religion is but blind leading the blind
and know there is no safety...

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There is a valley- we'll find, certainly,
as we pursue the road of life till then;
where we will rest in our eternity
and meet dear friends and...

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'Time's restless surrender is but a charade,
tender and giving, but meant to dissuade'...by poet

If Time has its way, we must surrender
to each moment passing swiftly...

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SPOUTING INKGASM 


Time heals, season reveals, 
It invigorates artistry & obliterates skills.
Profligacy of time mops up a beautiful mess,
saturated on the ageless smile of my...

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Concept is nebulous, yet our heart knows,
that we are far more than this body-mind
and so shedding resistance, gently flows,
leaving shallow fears of ego behind,
that we...

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Unconscious minds, perpetrators of pain,
oblivious to karma they accrue,
continue their feral sadism insane,
until grazed by the magnetic bliss dew;
then love enabled ~ destiny soul drew.
We...

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Both bound and free, encased in mind-body,
confined using senses looking outward,
wherein ego feels it is somebody,
separate from source, till we look inward,
negating feral cravings untoward,
whereupon...

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Meeting begins, each puts best foot forward,
in as outer appearances do go,
behind banter lurk motives untoward,
sweet words incongruent with intent low,
just waiting to land a...

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The thoughts we entertain when we’re alone
mostly greed of what we seek to acquire,
which ego refines, attempting to hone,
doomed to self-destruct in destiny’s fire,
for our...

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April plays a nasty April Fool’s trick
In sunny, unpredictable weather
[but not fast enough to really stick]
Several scattering snow flurries fell.
Fertile, brittle ground is warming up...

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"From green, tender buds to full burnished art-
     the seasons take pause amid weathered leaves."
      ...

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The time is close- the crossroad to my death-

dear God, so short the time to quantify,

before I leave this world with my last breath,

the good...

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The pansies together like gentle hearts
Purples, pinks, yellows harmonize in spring
A choir with violets, their counterparts,
Throwing a glorious warm weather fling
Sweet harbingers of summer make...

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far better, as a rebel, a nerd
than a blind follower, of the herd

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Alone we walk, the lonely pathless path,
feeling warm touch of magnetism within,
each moment...

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