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Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Line of Inquiry
"to veil light we cloaked it in bliss
then intellect and lower mind
fused together as magnetism
in form where truth we seek to find"
Disrobing ego
He wore a dress of fire with a crown of pride,
hissing demons tucked in the folds of his sleeves.
Stone smile on his face, a curled and bitter heart,
hiding the light of truth beneath dark forces.
He conquered kingdoms with the lie of hypocrisy,
and called himself the king of all the world.
Fame and glory fed the greed inside his soul,
his only prayer was to his solo desire.
When the command came: _bow_, he turned to ash.
God’s will was light, but he chose the flame.
He refused to bend to Adam made of clay,
for “I, me, myself” was all he could proclaim.
He raged at the mirror when it showed his face —
a reflection stripped of crown and loud applause.
Where titles die and glory turns to dust,
the ego stands naked without a cause.
And there, beyond the fire and prideful claim,
light stood high and truth was called by name.
Disrobed of ego, the soul at last could see:
surrender is the door where light goes free.
Breaking through her reserve
She undresses the longing in her eyes
A promise of surrender
She is aware her message has been received
By the knowing smile on his lips
His eyes already claiming her
Disrobing her
Caressing her
Suddenly shy, she lowers her dark lashes
Trying to find safe ground again
But it’s too late
He knows…he KNOWS
He leans in to her to whisper in her hair
To clothe his desire in words
But momentarily is arrested
By the sensual scent that envelopes her, enflaming him
Surprised by the silence, her head turns towards him
A unplanned meeting of lips
Inhibitions and questions….lost in soft exhange
Words never spoken
Yet passion’s eloquence clearly heard
In the silence
Eileen Manassian Ghali
For Nette's Sensual Contest: TOO LATE!!! Can't find it! :(
August 29, 2013
Spoiled, once upon a time
She lived for herself,
Way back then, in her prime
She was just a youth,
From that greediness she’d climb
Through the dusty trails
Of ego’s breath, feels like a crime
The self-interest, her dread
From darkness, cruel words to rhyme
Revealing the insatiable appetite
She was spoiled, but in the meantime…
She began to see through the mire
Her feelings blurred by thoughts
Would she find her way through the fire?
Winds of change began to reveal
At the heart of her, God would inspire
Feelings of regret, conviction of soul
Knowing that her ego had been such a liar
Telling her that she was so important
And filling her with greed that would backfire
Could she be pulled from vanity’s grip?
The world was her canvas… yet all was dire
Once a spoiled child, full of selfish pride
She realized that time had revealed the truth
Convicted by God, she knew Him who’d abide
Letting her know that this love would grow
Love from the One who would always guide
He was perfect, and offered her perfect peace
Finally, she felt like someone was on her side
Jesus told her that the war was spiritual
And ego was only one reason He’d died
Yet, He came back, rose from the tomb
Revealing the way to be saved, His blood applied
She said…
Oh, Jesus, I know that I deserve to die
But because You love with undying love
I can refuse to believe ego’s greedy reply
Telling me that I can live without this hope
My hope is not lost and even though I cry
I know this man named Jesus who decides
To go up against my ego, my soul’s bad guy
He always remembers that love can right
Whatever might be wrong will say goodbye
When I let go and let God lead the way
I see that this Savior the world did crucify…
He’s the answer to my egotistic ways
With Him, there is hope and faith
And love that is wise, love always prays
For the time spent with Jesus
Is better that the best summer days
He is the reason that my heart believes
Without any doubt, His grace stays
Writing my story with a pen of blood
Applied so that love never betrays
And I know that ego can never win
Because He is love… I’ll forever praise!
Written: July 19, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
Line of inquiry:
“to veil light we cloaked it in bliss
then intellect and lower mind
fused together as magnetism
in form where truth we seek to find”
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A lapidary epithet is thrown—
I shed the garment of the mirrors' gaze.
The adamantine echo mocking is known,
Where katabatic abyss may swallow maze.
A citrine pulse beats raw beneath the gown;
Phantosmia of forgotten rain is known—
On earth unopened, where the shadows drown,
By recognition, older than remembrance.
Where whimsey ceased its endless, dark harangue,
A single orchid lifts its silent throat—
Its sacrosanct sepals need no praise or clang,
As wisdom arrives, unargued and remote.
The hungry lower mind lays down its rod,
The higher mind drops waiting to be known.
Two rivers merge beneath a mighty God,
The hoary ouroboros yields its throne.
No longer self-devoured, a widening ring,
I drank transparency, not ecstasy—
Relieved at last from stained glass of the king,
The unhindered light breaks out—completely free.
It entered unoriginate, uncrowned,
Unannotated, asking to be seen.
No longer symbols, blossoms burst the ground—
The world’s own scripture, raw and epicene.
No grasping hand can hold the truth in place;
The fist that clutches only wears a glove.
The hand that opens finds a vacant space,
To hold the always-inviolate with love.
To disrobe the lion’s ego,
would be to destroy a charismatic higher light
dethrone a regal rightous dominance
denounce a fierce protective energy
with pride of a warrior, never repudiate royalty
forswear fealty is to renounce a king of truth
whilst in his den, uncloaked he and his lioness
of regal virtue, love eternal and loyalty
when you engage with ultimate hierarchy,
roars of authority warn and ward risk taking rivals
with gifted instincts, a supreme stubborn strength
and a keen bond and respect for his own
an affectionate and generous warmth
confident yet cautious in their garden of Eden
defeatist disrobes the ego, only when defeated
deep within the soul, we yearn for substance
a spiritual substance sustaining us
the creature sustains as messenger
deeper significance beyond physical form
depicting qualities from the universe
butterflies symbolize transformation,
the turtle patience, the elephant a mighty sooth,
the lion links divine wisdom and perceives truth
Shorn from arbor crowns by sharp northern breeze
Aging maple leaves curl like rumpled rugs,
Falling as stars amidst disrobing trees
Shivering in the face of hoar frost hugs.
A wee mouse sniffs wind which wakens his needs.
Snuffling with fury, tossing leaves about
To find nuts and seeds among grass and weeds
He scratches and scurries with whiskered snout.
His tit-mouse neighbor hurries to his spouse
Twittering that it’s time to fetch some seeds;
Together they gather and chase off grouse
To hide in the grass of murky marsh meads.
Furry gray mouse and tan titmice agree
To stay winter’s course in tunnel or tree.
10/29/2019
Contest: New Fall Sonnets Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
He gently looks at me with dusky sighs
Although he’s bared my soul a hundred times
Those deepened eyes unfold to memorize
All captive thrills releasing moans , sublime.
His eyes are twilight’s song in waves of haze
Exploring hunger’s thirst, a moistened glade
And every movement sets the stars, ablaze
To grasp the blooming rise of tunes replayed.
A mounted flavor climbs, and I’m complete
With glow , to open mouth of eve-song’s fire
Inside one breath, our tender glances heat,
Disrobing this and that, moonbeams conspire.
Those dusky eyes anoint my fluid skin
As ripples of chaste love tremble within.
Any Subject, Any Form--New Poem Contest
Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
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Hello, Ego.
In this contest, I am to disrobe you.
Is that OK? Thanks.
What do I see?
What I expected to see—
Continued Universal Human Cluelessness.
It hides beneath the raiment of all egos.
Here is the Philosophy of Broader Survival.
It elevates your mind above cluelessness
and takes the pressure off of you.
You’re welcome.
Dappled pointless drizzled thoughts,
zephyr voices, shadow moods:
you’ve tried all kinds of games to play—
where your glance-born sunlight fits,
where your whispered meadows lay,
when the seasons autograph
your worn-out practiced smiles…
I have but eleven remaining lines
to wax poetic over you:
to sate your clueless need to shine
while posing on a cloudy ‘morn;
that blooms when basking in the dark;
that you will eventually leave behind
when I straighten-out your wayward mind
with a future mode of deeper thoughts
sitting in your lap today,
just beneath your clever lips…
I’ll then see you, disrobed, in a diorama
In a museum’s Wing of Cluelessness.
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“ I’m the greatest I’m the best ”
“ I look down upon the rest “
“ My ability is forever unmatched “
“ To my charisma the whole world is attached “
“ No mountain may block my path “
“ No ocean too wide for me “
“ Anyone who objects shall face my wrath “
“ For I am mightier than the sea! “
You make me laugh
For we all are thinking
What makes you so great?
Who died and made you king?
Self confidence is one thing
And ego is another
But you created your own
For your ego levels are like no other
You score high on a test
And suddenly your the best?
You ride a bike and don’t fall
Then its winner winner take it all?
What puts you above the world
No body knows
Yet your confidence
Only ever grows
So reality check my friend
For simply you see-
That your are not all that
You think you may be
You realize that in yourself
You lack qualities which you require
So now you try to compensate
For whatever you don’t have but desire
Maybe you’re not funny
Or people just think you’re weird
Or maybe you’re not the smartest
Or maybe you wish to be the one being cheered
Whatever it is you lack
Its clear as the light of day
And i promise you that building ego
Doesn’t help in any way
Push aside the facade
The defense, the masks, the walls
And inside is a scared soul
Who fears their personality, too short it falls
From the ‘norm’ or the way one ‘should’ be
And that scares more than you’d like to admit
So cover with ego and hence let no one see
Lets say.. The lack of humor or lack of wit
So every person who boasts
Here’s my message to you
You don’t have to compensate who you are
Just be and stay true
Now on the other hand and some people
Just think they’re so great
Like life is worshipping them
Their future is an amazing fate
To you I have no words
For I’m at a loss for what to say
So to leave you now I finish with
I hope such people turn better some day
Line of inquiry:
“to veil light we cloaked it in bliss
then intellect and lower mind
fused together as magnetism
in form where truth we seek to find”
Dandelion dance of ego blown away
Indigo trials within your lack of faith
Soul seeking spiritual known to pray
Ruby red redemption shown to save
Onyx times when one is lost or blind
Beckoning blues hazel hoping to find
Inner indigo strength of sound mind
Noble robe of repenting ritual’s time
Ghosting thoughts of fear of death
Entertaining hearts of spiritual wealth
Green Garden of Eden given again
Opal tears of joy in forgiven silver sin