Enliven Poems - Poems about Enliven

... Each day I wake as if I hold a sable brush in my hand ready to paint upon a canvas what cannot be planned. Or a pen to write about fantasies and adventures I find in playground of imaginatio......

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...One among the eight heroine types keen (utkanthita) to end separation (viraha) from her beloved ____________________ My eyes long for one glimpse of thy visage That eludes me like a mirage, M......

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...Godly Wisdom, knowledge, and understanding Is the precious Purpose for mankind Don’t give me lies and sugarcoated remorse Meandering in my mindset — let’s be kind cuz I’m left behind, my mind… ......

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...Christmas Cheer My aunt was very old and lived alone, But loved in a way no-one can fathom, So at Christmas time I visited her tidy, To chat, converse, laugh and rhythm. I had flushed cheeks......

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... When we love someone…with our whole body, soul and heart We make a vow to love them, for better or for worse…until death do us part. But what if we are meant to love everyone…no matter how diff......

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...Having slowed down thought flow and so relinquished identity, although formless presence continues to ensoul organic form, there now remain no ego cravings that confine consciousness, whose fulcru......

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...if we were to mourn death of souls who touched us then would we not be grieving everyday if all memories of our past lives becomes known so then to which image should we now cling when all being......

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...We rode on bus with a crescent moon in the horizon. We sat together in silence with feelings of love uprisen. We travelled to a restaurant for our spirits to enliven.......

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...Meditative eyes enliven heart’s sighs, seeking to embrace, outpourings of grace. When heart lotus blooms, rapture within zooms, as we so become, one with love’s bliss hum. Before heaven’s......

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...I wonder how the latest let say woods in this side of world are wishing to grow how clattering all the ways somehow non chalant, somehow withering flea and folly. the problem is......

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...“When the pen falls silent that once danced to the muse’s command and when the poet’s heart no longer beats with rhyme, we realize that the poet in us is dead. It is a sad truth difficult to reckon.”......

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... Awaken, my soul, to the rhythm of love, Let the breeze kiss you with the song it plays, Hearken to its sighs of susurration, Let the flower of kindness bloom afresh, Shaken when you are, ho......

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...I am a mountain, not high, not low To my shoulders, the sunshines glow To my streams, the waters flow To nurse the creatures down below I am the measure of someone's fame At times, I put t......

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...I hear folks say it, “Love is love,” a mantra they like to repeat, it’s said with such vapid sureness you’d think it was bleatings of sheep. But if you stop to think of it, turn the thought over......

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...He was not hungry, but, he knew the hunger of each soul. He knew, many were physically and mentally ill. The liberation of each soul from their bonds was his goal. In him, the poor and the downtro......

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