Kundalini Poems - Poems about Kundalini

Kundalini

Divine Spirit within me
Coiled like a sinuous snake
This bubbles with energy.
It creates an inner ache.

There's restlessness in my soul.
There's an unquenchable thirst.
It leads me towards my goal.
In this Spirit I'm immersed.

My consciousness is waken.
Conscience fills with compassion.
My existence is shaken.
Life is light with dispassion.

My self-realization
Leads me to liberation

Kundalini

This isn’t what I signed up to,
Naively-sprayed cologne overwhelmed by lavender, incense and the sound of a pan flute.

The strongest drink turning out to be green tea,
“Good for the mind” she said, 
It wasn’t my mind that I came here for.

I comply anyway,
Resisting eye-rolls and still holding out hope whilst her cheap dreamcatcher sways slightly.

She

Kundalini

In the opaque night across the space of silence, 
enfolding the languid landscape of my existence,
bereft of the beguiled essence in indolent life,
my pathway meanders in the labyrinth of torment.

Trudging at the fringe of trying forbearance,
I hear listless the whispering wind of wisdom 	
tell me, this journey has no meaningful end.
I’m entangled in the nebulous

Kundalini

Awaken the serpent that lies coiled
at the bottom of your spine. You must!
Transformation cannot happen if
you let your energy turn into dust.

Meditate or chant, and take a breath.
Life’s meaning and your purpose you can see
more clearly when your self-awareness grows.
Enjoy more creativity and spirituality.

Divine is Kundalini energy;
it’s something that all faithful souls can know.
The spirit

Kundalini Empowerment

O raja reigning is the light of all lights
electric rays beaming  oscillating  waves
I embody my spirit in a physical form
I kindly request her divinity to roam
beseeching with contrition
She begins to uncoil  at my very core,
sonorous hissing  ensues as she journeys thru
she breaches my walls of defiance 
as she performs her purification
ridding

Kundalini

Shhh, silence! Don't bother this Tibetan monk
Just leave him be; he is peace personified.
Far removed from our disintegrating world ...
                                   

Kundalini

Spirit didn’t knock.
It entered through the back door—
a sliver of wind in my kitchen,
on a Tuesday so ordinary
I thought the sacred had forgotten me.

The sky was the color of old bruises,
and my hands were inside a basin of water
that had cooled too quickly.
The air held nothing.
And then it held everything.

No angel descended.
No flame spoke.
Just a

Kundalini

shakti faculty uncoils awake, rise
sacred kundalini life-force stream
connecting radiant spiral wheels gleam 
ecstatic prana floods to paradise 
creative energy winding serene
unifies with cosmic Supreme divine 
sanctified exposed exalted benign
purified individual Soul seen

equal masculine and feminine poles 
high frequency Source liberates powers 
supersonic singular wisdom grow
gracefully presents fertility whole 
hot bellied alert colour fruity hours 
spinal

KUNDALINI RISES

Looking steadily into my shyly cloaked eyes,
His arms encircled but barely embraced me, pulling me closer.
Then slowly sank his soft and gentle hands to gracefully poise above
The life-giving Chakra at the base of my naked spine.
Heating, throbbing, at once igniting the all-creative center
Now expanded in a glorious rise from momentous peak to peak.
He made no

Kundalini

They told me it coils, waiting—
some snake of light
at the root of all this flesh.
But what stirred in me
was quieter than myth.
Not fire, not ecstasy—
just a flicker behind the ribs
when I wasn’t asking
for anything at all.
It didn’t climb,
it drifted,
slow and unsure
like the memory of a song
you’re not sure you dreamed.
No chakras flared.
No visions came.
Only my

Kundalini

Written: July 6th, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker

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Line of inquiry: fact or fiction? what does it mean in actuality, to be touched by spirit?

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Mountain

Kundalini

Kundalini, the coiled serpent.
Waiting to be properly awakened.
To begin the raising of the truth.
The answers to all the hard questions.
Of life, love, and the reason for living.
The serpent of energy fills with light.
To supply the passion of character.
And reconnoiter this suit of being.
Walking on pillows, a foot off the ground.
When the worry wanes and joy

kundalini

illuminated in rainbow colours of desire
the serpent still coiled up in anticipation
of spiritual enlightening and exposure

another day in paradise one breath at a time
no rotten apple on this occasion for the lovers
let go and let God play out their destiny

entwined in mutual embrace they curved
slithered to a scent of sandalwood and
rubbed together their cinnamon skin

Kundalini Rising

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KUNDALINI

KUNDALINI

The power of the divine feminine
Emerging at the base of the spine
When it rises, one can see within
Considered to have origins divine
When aroused, a power will begin
Whether standing, or even supine
Its effect may make the mind spin
But clarity will then draw the line
It is never about just a loss or win
But of transendence, it is

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