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Am I a body? Am I a mind? Or bundle of both?
Does blood, as though ordered, only through single channel flow?
Is heart seat of mind? Does mind to dwell-in heart take an oath?
Do veins, like children in uniform, pass through the same row?
Is mind a lone monk? Nay! Body and mind are never split.
When each cell of mind-body is bound in single union,
Mind and heart, and flesh, and blood, and veins, and bones are well-knit.
Param Brahma (the God Almighty) finds his communion...!
When physic and psyche are sound, there are divine vibrations,
This frees karma-dharma bondage of earthly existence,
Leading each atman (human) to heavenly relations;
Liberates from disillusions and inner resistance...!
Keeping one’s body and mind pure - isn't, hence, truly must?
Who does wish one's whole life, forever decaying in dust…?
07 September 2022
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*Image of Between Doors by Hope.
As Shadows Mend
A lingering bravura form ... dawn midst twilight's brilliance,
It sprung a length of an unscathed course -- accidentally,
The mute vim snugly stamped unfilled, credulous of malice,
Flightiness stemmed from this silhouette, soulless oddity,
Fractured sewn plots hint of ambrosia, ere glint of the sun,
Crept o'er beauts dead asleep flit promenade the *Champs Elysees,
This undertaker gleams green edges, tickling haunting fun,
Furtive's sourced the virgin-less dove, resting on eggs well pleased,
Furtherance strengthen cloaks, catnapped air revives to a squeeze,
Contingent hollow burdened by hyped growth and fancy streams,
Swarming hodgepodge, dynamism idled, abandoned, charms ease,
Consequential happenings, capricious woodland's sprite dreams,
Curiousness provoked benchmarks, advance said grey graveness,
Flummoxed o'er see-through luminance, that occult pseudonym,
The breathless saunters towards pronounced distant concaveness,
Prompts closeness of wormed anomaly, like some phantom limb,
Chanced, faced with faceless, instantaneously, sensed a warmth,
'Twas pacific this heightened soul tried to claim yond circumstance,
A cleansing consumed me whole, doleful went yielding a formed,
While Lunar's wanting depth, Sol's dawn, striking a winks askance.
The darkroom flights emptiness to illuminate alone,
Receptive rays liberates imprisoned eyes to wander,
Aims set, spirits exalted, aids cognizant chaperone,
Nippy night solicited valor, daydreams come yonder.
*Champs Elysees (SHOHNZ-eh-LEE-zeh): a major avenue in Paris famous for elegant shops and cafes
~~Happiest 2022 Dreamers, Aloha!~~
2021 December 28
‘We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are’
Anaïs Nin
‘Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage’
That is how Anaïs happened to follow her delicate vision
Erotic with a fountain pen dressed in translucent lingerie
Spurs in hand when she saddled a rampaging stallion
The thought police claimed she was vulgar and pornographic
Most likely a repressed projection of limp savoury dreams
‘The secret of joy is the mastery of pain’
Sado-maso contortions I hear you say in venemous disdain
But have you never experienced jubilant relief from your hurt
Would we know the exquisite pleasure if not for some sorrow
Could Jung mount near death experiences without shadows
Did not Freud wish to jump on the couch with phallus in hand
‘The only abnormality is the incapability to love’
And yet when squeaky clean do-gooders leaf through the pages
Revisit the boudoir in which she paired with Henry Valentine Miller
Lecherous minds claim wet spots on essays and honest exposure
To be involuntary ejections of literature tainted by projectile evil
A sheet remains an altar of sexual gratification in satisfied minds
‘Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy’
Pulling and pushing in light of public consumption denudes emperor’s clothing
Liberates senses and meaning and is yet decried as lewd indecent obscenity
But the eye of the eclectic beholder foreplays sensual post-coital glow
Cohabitation in all shapes and forms may not hit your inexperienced spot
You are what you want to become however you reach rhythm and rhyme
(all quotes in quotation marks by Anaïs Nin)
31st January 2020
Be there the bight of a November drain
turned off tattered ruffles blotted feign
a ledged I removed and tender earlobes
waif yonder spectral possession probes
cracked nut overture eighteenth twelve
emptied shells retiring indicative delve
drain feign earlobes probes twelve delve
the hour,
Penchant dragged scrape innard depth
souring blindly binds ruse lids breadth
spar sun astir, causation its wandering
scar bites of frost attend a clouded ring
constant errs my inner chambers abide
pivotal piques tricked darkening inside
depth breadth spar scar abide inside
the hour,
A vast plague of vulture flights accrues
a lowly sill contempt its stay construes
awake dreamt feverishly reposed body
quake aloof save I some valued nobody
unsorted escort disembodied but feats
wonder maroon beheld tethering beats
accrues construes awake quake feats beats
the hour,
Therefore I'd wallowed jousting to free
of peals of laughter trifle trailing spree
feeble villagers thoughtless each share
of riddled backside amidst tabled stare
and counters gossip whispers consume
be their claim graphic God they assume
free spree share stare consume assume
the hour,
Remains of a last supper disrobed hang
amidst bunker migrating seasons pang
yond trained reflect stories trail facials
a negging crowded calls milds a rituals
saved I a memoir cloistered singularity
paved upon silken weaves a familiarity
hang pang facials rituals saved paved
the hour,
Bewitched canons riddled yon the altar
stacking of hymnals liberates Gibraltar
of liquefied gift cascading gratification
love stain pigments of my imagination
hues meld a silencing orchestrate suite
enhance the loyal thunder ne'er retreat
altar Gibraltar of love suite retreat
the hour.
Touch me in silence
Remember the violence
A golden teddy bear
Sees the look in your eyes I so fear
In a cup sits a lonely daffodil
And I pour in my tears to watch it fill
But I'm arrested by the look in your eyes
Torn apart by all of your lies
I'm not the man I once was
My head aches from the constant buzz
Nauseated from some black narcotic
My reactions to your touch are robotic
Your love is a curse
A replaying and broken verse
I can't live with you
But I cannot live without you
Every time you kiss me
Liberates me and sets me free
Only to be reeled in by your drugs
Because you're a thug
I'm just some ugly thing
With numerous scars that sting
The wounds of our long romance
Always giving you another chance
Touch me in silence
Remember the violence
You're just a bastard
Seen only through broken shards
You're just a fragment
Used up and spent
I loved you, I loved you
I've broken you, I'm through
In uncontrollable destinies,
fate is visible, signposted with faith.
In limitations of the intangible unforeseen,
tribulations from tangible organisms,
leave a heart yearning to release
the force from kundalini kismet.
What am I,
but a speck of dust,
spinning from nothingness,
composed in a complex analogy,
but more than just a meaningless metaphor.
Pursuing conscience consciousness,
a misunderstood muse in a poetic garden,
sowing seeds for a wallflower soul
to bloom as an orchid in Eden's orchards -
to feel mercy from heavenly raindrops.
A once, dysfunctional mind,
scribbled as an unmetered sonnet,
but with an eagle spirit
healing from wounded wings,
caged within a circle of sins,
polishing the heart to coexist.
Firmly planting my roots into
the mouth of mother earth.
Feeding on morsels of
atonement and redemption.
Eternally exploring self-reflection,
wishing internal paths lead to steps
with simple sentiments of silence.
Hoping illuminative energy liberates,
to ease the adversity of climbing
towards the zenith of zen -
to flourish in sunflower serenity.
Lifted lightly from familiarity
Sleep's gesture caresses cells
Taken to nearby bewilderment
Where stagnancy busily dwells
Liquid lambent shooting star forms fragment
Vapid vexations vanquished in fantasy's fire
Mist masked span transcends measurement
Vision's fusion surpasses language quagmire
Imprisoned waking cognition
held in category's secure structure
Dispelled impediments crash cascade
preceding sleep's redeeming tenure
Ignited sizzling spiral whimsical continuum
Themes undulate with kiss and chase thrill
Trauma's feather sinks, treasure 's stone floats
Detached components reconcile at will
Dream chariot leaps easily
Obliges unassuming passenger
uncover unique anecdote
Intriguing as a stranger
Driven chivalrously soaring splendidly, lured enticingly
Revelling in brain' s carried captivation sole function
Travelling happens spontaneously without momentum
Contented centre offers converging clock hands junction
Revelations ripple, expanding truth
Roller coaster riding outside reality
Symbol's eventual meaningful messages
rise as a halo, impartial to gravity
Reason's region, sensible staid evades taboo
Indetectibly dilating pineal stillness vibrates
Untouched pastures in sleep domain permit oblivious
From fences of accepted, dream's newborn liberates
Catapulted!
Conscious corners sent as envelope ratified
deliver obvious, wafting surreal's torment
Clumsy clambering of mind identified
hankers for hibernation's brief dormant
Shut the door, shouted by a leader within
Against the son of the soil, claim to be all powerful
Powerful enough to face, the lion face to face he claimed
Forgetting his ancestral shrine is right in the homeland
Running back to the calling of his ancestors, but he resisted
The answer to his ancestral call, he was living in ignorance
Ignorance to satisfy, the pleasure he can't deviate from
Now he has unveiled a new chapter, a chapter the world would
Always live to remember, never portray to be what you're not
For times? Unveil it all, favor the deeds, but time never changes
For Karma is that patient gangster, waiting to serve your MENU
There comes a great thunderstorm and lighting in the sky
Day time became night, scientist would call it eclipse
Roaring; how dare you stop my messenger, a man on a mission
Mission to literates his people, absolute freedom and justice as he roars
There came a great chaos and trembling within the city
Thunderstorm and lighting, without no cover to hide under
Louder it became, scared beholds the heart of the people
No place to hide, high in the sky, the hollering continues
There came trembling and falling at the return of the neglected
Osolobrughwre to be precise, the rejected stone, now the chief
Corner stone, very undisputed, never to be disputed
Signs everywhere... The heart of men trembling, a great roar in the sky
What a mighty God he serve, lamented by the people, they concurred
Here comes a new leader, announced by the spiritual leader
He's the man of the mantle, now the leader plotting assassination
Trying to assassinate his successor, without hesitating or contemplating
Amidst the protection over him, any and everywhere he goes
There comes the wrath of his God upon him, begged for mercy
Mercy is not for the wicked in acts and deeds, for every one watches
Evil prevails, when good people seize, from taking actions
Words to ponder over without another opposing another
We all can achieve our goals, only if we believe in us
And all we have to offer, bravely standing for what is truth
Truth liberates, sets the teller free, leaves the hearer amazed
Imagining what facts serve, at the table of life, knowledge is power
Power is deceitful, without applied wisdom.
The forgiveness fix
It was about time I made that decision to voluntarily change in feelings
I eagerly wanted to fix my attitude regarding common offenses o these negative emotions I gave towards others
I uttered these words hoping for a fix, but little did I know I would begin by saying
“Please forgive me for my actions and what I have done to you”
Saying these words increased my ability to wish well to those I have offended
Psychologically my concept and virtue had no benefits in the beginning, but I had to explore my religious thoughts while aligning them with medication I was drinking
I had no expectation of restorative justice and no response from my offender
Social and political dimensions had me letting go of anger and the hurt I was feeling
This resentment was strictly private and religiously spared to help myself forgive first
I had this faculty of forgiveness which had its place in the public affairs
I was a philosopher believing that forgiveness liberates resources both individual and collection in the face of the irreparable
My forgiveness was used interchangeably interpreted in many ways with my culture
My forgiveness was a key component in communication and progression with my offender maintaining an antecedent of forgiveness in understanding
Poet
Masego Nkuna
Today society to learn lessons from your not mistake but Justice!
“In society those who victim of characteristic by any mean, who believed to be deprived from their freedom not only speech? But often heard of claiming in our ‘Society’ or the ‘Peoples’ around us.
Most Important issue than civilization, Other than in the name of our creator, Are the most victim of personal injuries by any mean, to describe in words!
In society we trust, share and associate within not in the name of our creator Lord in life. to bears the pain of shadow rest of our entire Journey!
It’s believed to be only “you” are the one suffered in every kind in thought, and in imaginations the most regards having, ‘Belief’ in the name of unknown Lover, in his or her life?
Our Generations may and often are not aware of consequences to bear in minds to follow your path in culture but regards “crime” or “offenses” to lead your ways head! Today society to learn lessons from your not mistake but Justice! The true Judgements you never could get in life others to regrets for?
don’t despair or commit suicides it “you” God is playing with as toys or dole when we was as a child “You” was the most dear and nearest in families no one to share your belonging of toy’s to play with?
Other to take no part or to share your lonely hearts to enjoy as others God is to prove how strength you may and can hold to stands for in society to bear pain to liberates not speech but “Freedom” Other to enjoy and to follow the destinations of Journey,
you never could get but freely in their life? In Generation, many years and decade to comes”
…By bilingual author Abdul Haye Amin.