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Ditch greed, self-satisfaction, and selfishness.
Break free from the high-stress atmosphere.
I aim to overwhelm myself with full awareness.
wasting my breath by uttering worthless fear.
Break free from the high-stress atmosphere.
Cast wayward in the raging wind and thick fog.
wasting my breath by uttering worthless fear.
Grief breeds faint hope as it dilutes grim slog.
Cast wayward in the raging wind and thick fog.
This is a purification treatment for myself.
Grief breeds faint hope as it dilutes grim slog.
Flown over streams, lakes, and the house shelf
This is a purification treatment for myself.
Swimming in my huge ocean invites me back.
Flown over streams, lakes, and the house shelf
And moon-glazed seas send me to sleep track.
Swimming in my huge ocean invites me back.
I aim to overwhelm myself with full awareness.
And moon-glazed seas send me to sleep track
Ditch greed, self-satisfaction, and selfishness.
Written: February 17, 2023
Now moves deep spice,
Stillness primes ease;
Silence frees vice,
Feel carefree peace.
Feel how you feel,
Face paradox;
Out-of-the-box,
De-tox now heals.
In stillness sit,
Watch noise protest;
A sure misfit,
Noise dilutes zest.
In silence still,
Breathe in deep peace;
Wear well your will,
Paradox ease.
Enter deep space,
Know a grand calm;
Sit still with grace,
Breathe lifting balm.
Glimpse paradox,
Pain discerns gain;
No need to box,
Stillness sparks plain.
Venture deep then,
Stillness breeds gain;
Soul knows just when,
Live beyond pain.
Leon Enriquez
05 October 2017
Singapore
Shoppes in old style
Branded goods parade;
Another sales day
Three short lines
Phrases greet;
Unfinished fragment
Suspension
Disruption;
Exfoliation
Find what you find
In dire straits;
Bankrupt ideas
Listen clearly
Quarrels disrupt;
Change agent comes
Word for word:
Slow-moving plot;
Sitcom cancelled
Pulse and impulse
Straying reason;
Emotional raid
Go beyond feeling
Seize deeper thinking;
Sleep works best
Progress made
Prospect found;
Pleasure dilutes
Be aware
Real cares hound;
Neighbourhood pound
Crying infant
Too hot or too cold;
Perturbed parents
Leon Enriquez
06 July 2014
Singapore
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
And it changes as the beholders get older
As it ceases thinness and becomes less colder
In the matter resident in the chamber above the shoulder
For every mistake he has suffered a smolder
And his careful reasoning has grown bolder
Oh how sure life is a moulder
I know what it is to melt at the sight
The cleavage wrapped around fabric so tight
And darkness creeps and dilutes the mind's light
Imagination takes off in unguided flight
The desirous persuasion cuffs the man's might
The beckoning conscience slowly loses the fight
One yielding and he is charred with blight
Only to wake up another victim of plight
I know what it is to stray and deem justified
Wrongs whose wrongness remain unclassified
To have excuses modified
To have exceptions fortified
But still the suffering intensified
For we reaped of defiance well defied
Our giving measure came back amplified
Why then won't we be petrified?
Heaven and earth are witnesses
That before us are ills and wellnesses
That though the choice bears offenses
It bears much good and righteousness
That any Godly man harnesses
Though the path narrows and hard-presses
No way else gloriously cloaks and dresses
K. Muitherero.
He is not more than four
with the adventurous eyes of a conquistador;
he is rascal but cute,
and with his innocence my rebukes he dilutes!
Little rascal, slowly ride your tricycle down the bumpy block;
be careful not to fall off, and don't turn when I yell, " Stop! "
When I was your age, I did what you are doing now,
and riding fast on grandma's farm...I hit the biggest cow!
Cry when I scold you, it'll teach you a first lesson;
better watch out for danger than get hurt and bleed!
No Spunge Bob's ice cream at six o' clock, if you won't slow down!
I laugh when you say, " I am sorry! " thinking of your treat!
He has a sharp mind, a knock for furious things and all the more he must dare;
and as rascal as he seems, he hugs me when he's wrong...and sadly breaks down!
I am a fair uncle, and I wouldn't punish him for a mischief that he has done!
And pedaling away he gets more thrilled than a clown with fuzzy, red hair!
He is growing up too quickly by the day,
and like a rebellious grown-up...he puts up more resistance,
but if he thinks he'll get away with his childish mischievousness,
aside form being rascal but cute, in a second I'll wisk him away!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
You warped my consciousness as a snake chokes its prey,
Being the crayons of my colourless tale meant to be grey,
Once a lonely rope left swinging, now your creeper coils along my way,
A drifting cloud carved by storms finally opens to its long-lost day.
A straight thread now tangles itself into the loops of your thoughts,
Being the spell that breaks open the oldest knots of my hate and curse knots,
Once a lone trunk now splits into paths that rise to make your leaves’ bed,
A lost traveller scorched in heatwave’s furnace finally discovers its shed.
A body consumed by your soil, atom to atom in it,
An exhausted, burning soul dissolves into your gathering clouds as it sits,
Consciousness dilutes in the pure solution of your life,
The last breaths of mine always rest in the veins of your heart’s life.
In the cacophonic chaos of life I seek peace,
delve into my soul’s serene niche,
perceive the pleasure of nothingness
in the void and tranquil depth of bliss,
where I savor the sweetness of solitude.
In the lonely island of life I like to be
suffused with supine shower of quietude,
find at the inert depth within a new me,
turned into a hermit I realize it as my reality,
in the quiescent insight I lose my duality.
As the full moon traverses my sleepy sky,
night’s opaque aloneness the stardust dilutes,
I drink eyeful while indolent time passes me by.
Mind gets drenched in delight my inaction elutes,
and in charmed trance of rapture I become mute.
Across the still sea of my serene soul,
the alluring horizon of love
I long to see wait at the edge of eternity,
where my yearning soars through emptiness
with the idyll thoughts in my idle time.
Main street news
dilutes real
news through
designed debates,
analyzing all
points of view;
but that's
not news; that's
fake news.
That fuels
extremists,
while raising ratings;
as competing stations
spin
alternative truths.
Today's main
stream media
stations
filter their news,
to attract viewers;
reluctant
to stick
with the facts.
The news
channels have
morphed into
mere debating clubs
and reality shows;
that
push propaganda.
On the road of life
The hazards can spring
Force upon us strife
As conflicts now fling
On the journey road
The troubles we face
Confront sudden load
That burdens our race
On the route we take
So many fork roads
Confuse and cause breaks
In our crushing loads.
On the uphill climb
The pains and hurts flare
With soil, sweat and grime
That dilutes our dare.
On the path of light
We brave cold and frost
Clutching to fond sight
As we seek what's lost
On the darkest night
When sight cannot see
A light within fights
To show what will be
On the way ahead
We gather new guts
To put gloom to bed
Forge to purge the rut
On and on we go
To seek the treasure
Of a long lost glow
In endless measure
Leon Enriquez
04 December 2015
Singapore
Begin to start
Your precious art
Squeeze part by part
Feel free to stage
Page after page
New rhymes now age
If you must write
Quest for fond bites
Watch verse lines cite
In that dream flight
Sense knowing light
Glimpse of fine sight
See how you see
What must now be
Surge in swift spree
Be beyond blame
Seize empty frame
Cast your fine name
No time to waste
Make ample haste
Don't cut-and-paste
Seize happy cheer
Live lovely here
Cheer dilutes fear
Set out this day
Walk your own way
Pray as you play
Leon Enriquez
12 October 2017
Singapore