Long Assigns Poems

As we’re transformed by God’s benign bliss flame,
what’s imbibed must be assimilated,
else we will have only ourselves to blame,
wandering earth with ego inflated.
With each breath intake, we are grazed by bliss
but unless we be still,...

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Part-1:

Polarities unite, in burst of light
One that became two, is now one again
Rapture renewal pulsates with delight
Embodied within, we gently ingrain

An ethereal cord, transmits this bliss
Straight to the source, without employing force
Teasing caress of Divine...

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Is not God a concept, till we see Him?
How will memorising scriptures assist?
Conditioned beliefs make our soul’s light dim.
Love alone is real and that’s life’s gist.
A Hindu believes God takes many forms,
whilst for a Christian,...

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"Baroque Spring"


Viewed externally
I am the Winter House
Internally I am too too much 
I am eternal Baroque Spring

He watches his 
mirror twin 
and assigns fatal love
to the mind swing

pushing away feelings
logic surely is the burning
answer to...

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...“You know that I didn’t start out this way,
and this life I have never desired,
I just wanted to discover the past,
to my mind no calling was higher…

“Until the day I found that cursed tomb,
we were...

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Because you’re a poet, that’s why 


Behind the thick crimson and gold thread curtains
he stands listening to the din of the audience
searching their seats for popcorn crumbs
while roaming hands brush against the legs
of those sitting...

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Numerous times in my mind a question pops,
And whenever it does it troubles me non stop,
Restless it makes me over and over,
And then the fear of death begins to tower.

Impossible it is for me to...

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Early morning, donning cloak of anonymity 
Magnetised palms draw in healing light divine
Manifesting therein a detached desire in serenity

As but an energy conduit, Gods touch alone divinity
Our action being simply to loving intent so align
Early...

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Journey Journal Page
POETRY


“Poetry is the language of 
the soul — where deep emotions 
cluster thought and feeling in
a poignant outburst of fond 
rapture — and thus, words 
sublimate in sacred ecstasy
as the vivid imagination conjures
the...

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Select the right alternative
Despite rigours of states of nature
Electing to sweep aside your initiative
In the midst of shocks and blocks that determine to fracture  

Well meant decisions to break free of the past
Draped in...

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Some people are judged by the deeds
That they have done, some refer to 
This as a universal law called karma



While the Egyptians believed a man’s
Salvation or damnation relied solely 
On the weighing of one’s heart...

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The Martyr
By Kevin Robey
August 23, 2013

She wiggled her toes between the sand
Clenching her fingers into her hands
Paralyzed and confused as she watches on
The flames dancing to this horrible song

His skin is on fire, but his...

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Where is the secret of the rainbow?
At the edge of one's own life?
Whence does it come, with those lovely pastel colours?
     Is it a heavenly art or a mere human illusion?
...

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I close my eyes tight to commence my imagination on welkin...
I start off speedily..!!
The bubbly clouds carries the expired souls swiftly and releases nearby the heavenly door which eagerly awaits their entry through sprinkled petals.....

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Expiration Date
Written: by Tom Wright
4/4/2016
Jimmy’s expiration date was 4-4-2016 at 2:15 PM

At inception God assigns each, an expiration date,
Some dates seem premature, some linger until late.

Man does all he can to prolong this time on...

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They are void--
On empty- without
Emotions or compassion...
We keep feeding them with ours-
They take greedily-slurping
The foam off the tops
Of life's abundance. 
Pretending;To feel something.
They interrupt your life with
An emergency-
Always exaggerating...
This or that-
Grand-standing then
withering
Like a Christmas flower...

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Where is the secret of the rainbow?
At the edge of one's own life?
Whence does it come, with those lovely pastel colours?
Is it a heavenly art or a mere human illusion?
Some form of an ancient creative...

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Resurrecting Longfellow

Relegated as a minor poet
Longfellow's Psalm
 returns as memory
from a long-ago classroom..
Is it time to look again..?
Two verses may suffice..

In our real experience
dreams and waking
share one reality:
each are manifestations
of the finite mind
which rises within...

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Like skipping stones on red river in heart
Let it be known love of God is holy art
No two creations will be the same
Some love with laughter others love with rain

The laughter is the joy of...

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Humanity in general is forever scared of him
And try as far as possible to runaway from him
Belief or disbelief will never ever dither him
In carrying out duties strictly assigned to him.

He is called by many...

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Spirituality or religion?
Based on where born, most pray to a symbol;
reach for scriptures, like a homing pigeon,
laudable no doubt, resting thoughts nimble,
yet missing out on vibrant bliss tingle.
There’s a holy book, they need to follow,
yet...

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Foggy haze
causes some road delays.
Summer waves goodbye as fall arrives.

Reluctant children trudge back to school and new lives
Eager first graders will soon be counting by fives.
Older students search for last year’s friends.
 
The student horde...

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Cute is love when new,
how wishes go true,
but only when last,
it gives awesome blast.

Smooth it runs at start,
so much fun an art,
but rough time defines
beauty, check assigns.

Fast fun fetch fierce fire.
date drills dot's desire.
back best...

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When did I go from being revered as your queen
To being demoted as a fool?
Blatantly disrespected and demeaned
Stepped on like a footstool

When in your eyes did I lose value?
Making you think you can do as...

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Whenever we feel we are incomplete,
as in a contraction, a sense of lack,
fake smile on our face, heart sunk to our feet,
shrouded in gloom, as subtle fears attack,
how much we wish to get our laughter...

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