Exhuming Poems - Poems about Exhuming

... Symbols cry in dry ice theater - the expanse of aesthetic visa- drawn- from the romance of the silvery eye - as it golden advances the lid of covenance in dynamic enzyme. Open faced t......Read the rest...

...the beginning of, middle and end in endless renewal like a pulse regenerating itself forever stands apart from the dream within which our ego mind dwells when boundaries blur, nodes st......Read the rest...

...love calibrates not value systems there is no judgment nor any hesitation in plunging into embrace the echo may not return it matters not love is an effervescence exhuming darkness as......Read the rest...

...spiritual discourses address lower mind offering not flavour of bliss magnetism that ignites our form therefore silence is the best teacher requiring release of ownership of thought thus......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, when your sparkling spirit waltzes with me to the perfumed periwinkle grooves of saffron breezes, I'm lost in a forever gaze, within those flickering ferns of a nascen......Read the rest...

...In truth we are not and yet our turbid mind births the sincerest trance, which somehow stifles laughter of our heart, not quite aligned with pulsations of love, until some quirk of fate, brings ......Read the rest...

...I as in ego, versus I as soul, indicates there are two of us in here, so whilst playing out our ordained life role, what is the vibration, our heart holds dear? Just like Doctor Jekyll and Mister......Read the rest...

...Ready my pen My beautiful green eyes Upon our hearts you do rise Through our loving arms Your soldiers are armed I too, felt the sun upon my face Through the warmth of your embrace Bright pu......Read the rest...

...From singularity, we descend, touch, immerse, create To feel duality fully, we choose to enter trance Attempting to cling to altered circumstance Death alone makes sensations abate Unle......Read the rest...

...Knowing life has been already impulsed We embrace and release both joy and pain There are in truth no foes to be repulsed Touch gentle, is free from blemish and stain Mind-body unless ensouled ......Read the rest...

...We behold our form, that’s but dust, so wonder at our acts unjust, which but serve cravings of ego, we are somehow loathe to forgo and with this knowing we begin slowing down thought, exhuming ......Read the rest...

...Television triptych throwback and despite remote chance to channel small medium at large metamorphosis I may witness analogous to caterpillar will transform me into a butterfly otherwise No......Read the rest...

...The search for heaven took me far and wide. I sat at the feet of many a sage but all that they did was to point inside, cajoling that I should turn a new page, choosing heart over hea......Read the rest...

...Mouth dry, face numb. My eyes feel like exploding. Back and forth between dark clouds, halfway between heaven and hell. I'm tired of fighting. I need a hand. The feelings are toxic and soul dest......Read the rest...

...Joy at all times, wish of our heart, fulfilled when we add love to cart. Aligned with rapturous bliss chimes, wish of our heart, joy at all times. To attain bliss, we must let go, exhu......Read the rest...