Long Nonchalant Poems

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Premium Member Gods Guiding Hand

“If you would merge with oneness, vaporise!
Be a child again, welcoming surprise!”

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Immersed in limitation 
Shrouded in darkness
Feeling thus confined
We flounder about
Hither and thither
Searching for joy 
Bliss in permanence 
Yet our heart senses
That we are far more
Than this mind body
With senses externalised 
Lower mind fragmenting
Trying to piece together
The puzzle of life
Without success

Thus in delusion 
Hypnotised by illusions
We strive and struggle
Hoping for a miracle 
Which instantly appears 
No sooner we ask
As voice of conscience 
Echoing Gods will
Which has but one vibration 
Love unconditional

Here begins a struggle
Between head and heart
Between ego and the divine
Former seizing, grasping
The latter, sharing, connecting
We recognise 
That the voice of truth
Is that of conscience 
Yet, we fear to lose
Fleeting images garnered
Or which we yearn for
Since we are clinging
To ego mind body
Stagnating in ferality
Trapped by our own hand
Unable to escape

It is then
That God in His compassion
Extends us a hand
Showing us the clear light
Of immutable truth eternal
By posing challenges
By signalling the futility 
Of chasing a mirage
Illusionary thought forms
Which is what
All manifestations are

Thus when so graced
We begin to look inwards
In silence and stillness 
Thought rested awareness
Doing nothing
Simply resting
Poised in the void
Of no-thingness
Desireless
Fearless
Detached
Nonchalant 
Unexpectant 

In timeless time
In as ordained
Attention is softened
Thoughts are quietened
Ego cravings recede
The external fades
As we get to
Vibrant emptiness 

Thus we are
Thus we remain
For as long as it takes
Toxins within cleansed
Our earth life vessel
This mind body
Is readied
To receive the elixir
The magnetic impulse
Of Gods bountiful love
In boundless measure

The paths are many
We know them not
For we are not the doer
God alone is the mover
In childlike trust
Aspect allowing
We imbibe the bliss
Scintillating 

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He is that who may not be named
We too are as He, oh hermit
Within heart as the turret
Our divinity unstained

05-December-2020

Contest: The light N/A


Premium Member Practicing the pause

resting endowed functionality
as bestowed by the universe
a stirring yet arises in the heart
to emote a melodious verse

humming pulse of innate aliveness 
cajoles us to dance on life’s stage
we pause awhile in the bardo
where fires of lust and desire rage

pristine presence looks at the ego
amazed at how big it has grown
it’s misaligned with the call of soul
so the times’ now to park the drone

free from the fetters of lower mind
soul’s auric field begins to increase
renewing its vibrance within itself
ushering a glow of ineffable peace 

the Ferris wheel of mind yet rotates
owing to past momentum in motion
standing on firm ground we look on
nonchalant to the ongoing commotion 

at the pause of polarity interchange 
the hum of bliss is heard in the void
slowing down therein without cause
we reclaim the light of Self unalloyed
Form: Rhyme

To Leave All Cares Behind

When my mind yearns to leave all cares behind
In a moment of blithe joy and serenity
A calm soothing profound peace it would find
As soul would soak in a stream of tranquility

In a moment of blithe joy and serenity
Mind is light as it weaves thoughts nonchalant
As soul would soak in a stream of tranquility
Elated, ecstatic and  jubilant

Mind is light as it weaves thoughts nonchalant
As soul soars in a moment without a purpose
Elated, ecstatic, and jubilant 
I sense a smooth placid stillness and repose

As soul soars in a moment without a purpose
A calm soothing profound peace it would find
I sense a smooth placid stillness and repose
When my mind yearns to leave all cares behind
Form: Pantoum

Premium Member Topless Tattoo

Topless Tattoo

Topless tattoo parading on the beach
Self-assured, edgy, out of reach
A nonchalant lounge, delicate pose
The perfect life we have to suppose

Male eyes survey you, curiosity and lust
And you bare all from head to bust
Then you leave, you’ve had your play
An old guy watches, wishes you’d stay.

The ghosts await you as you turn the key
A cold chill greets you from the sea
Your glamour lasts for a few empty hours
Home has no use for womanly powers

The sun disappears, and the gloom takes hold
The beach just a memory, of you so bold
You’ll leave them guessing until the next sunrise
Down on the sand with your topless disguise

David Cox 05/07/23
© Dave Cox  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member What Is Real

out of the frying pan, we plunge into the fire
succumbing thus to ego spawned desire
ephemeral objects, our ego aspires

where are we headed, oh hermit
our deluded cravings have no merit
fallen from grace, head and heart split

bewildered we are, amidst myriad external illusions
blown away like a leaf, is our fickle attention
clear light dawning in void of cessation

that that comes and goes unreal
save throb of bliss nothing has appeal
fire of bliss in our heart, purges and heals

nonchalant soul presence, pure and unstained
vaporising lower mind, divine joy ingrains
unaffected by worldly loss or gain

deluded ego in separateness 
slowly cognises interconnectedness 
transcending finally to absolute oneness

earth life then thus a journey without movement 
discontentment transmuting to contentment 
culminating in blissful love enablement 

05-April-2021
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member On the Wall

On the wall standing

Amidst the danger encroaching

Mirrors the alligator’s razors

Securely entrenched in mud waiting

A boa slides into the deep...

The seconds tick amicably.

A table for two served yet again

Another tango about to be untangled

Periodic busts of water

Jet from the sighing sea...

A canoe capsizes

In this noonday medley

A suckling amidst the troubled current

Heads gaily for the sea’s bed...

Another scene, the serene sea

Running a sapid gold hue

Allows a fluttering dove above admiringly

To the nonchalant glare

In the distant horizon

Of the setting sun.

Afar the mongrels howl

At grotesque elements from hade...

Suddenly Andromeda hurtles through the sky

In search of her Medusa-defeated lover

Provoking Hercules into a riotous laughter

As its echoes furious might does Atlantis in...

Love So Shallow

Love so shallow

I am, what I am, just a humble man
You are a star, seen only from afar
With furtive glances, I devised a plan
Your eyes told me, your love's door was ajar

I dipped my toes into love's shallow stream
Your heart opened wide as oceans so deep
Surprised, I dove into this hallowed dream
I thought destiny planned a love to keep

Slowly, but surely, love turned nonchalant
For you, love was, just a game of flirting
You were, ev'rything, I could ever want
My pure heart was left shattered and hurting

From now on, I will be an ascetic
Will your thoughts of me be sympathetic?


Contest sample
Why not give it a try?

Required words: Ascetic, Humble, Furtive, Nonchalant, Shallow

John Derek Hamilton
January 15,2018
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member My Open Hearted Confessions

Honestly, I feel I am a grown-up child
I express my feelings intense or mild
As and when they take birth, never concealing
Not allowing them to settle, before revealing 

Even minor mishaps of mine or others upset me
However hard I try to pretend they don’t touch me
My countenance will show how vulnerable I am
And my body language will reveal I am not quite calm

Being too sensitive to life’s trials and tribulations
Get easily flustered on facing adverse situations
I trust people outright never suspecting their wiles
And land in difficulty easily duped by their smiles

Often, I put on a mask to hide my diffidence
And act nonchalant with an air of confidence
But the mask makes me sometimes breathless
And I expose myself feeling utterly helpless

I feel unease as I see pain and suffering all around
Now I don’t have them to seriously confront,
Yet a nameless disquiet weighs me down	
At the sight of hundreds cruelly beaten down
      
I train my mind not to withdraw into my own shell
When all around, I see misery, hatred, and violence swell
I wish my heart were the fount of gushing love
And with the olive branch of peace, soar like a dove

I long to shed a ray of light into a heart darkened in despair
Give it a momentary flash of cheer through kind acts of repair
I cannot be a beacon of light to illumine all around
But can be a candle to dispel traces of gloom that surround

I pray God to help me plod through the right way
Enabling me to face challenges with strength each day
I know life can flourish only with God’s loving grace
And each day in prayers and gratitude, I raise my eyes


Jan.13.2023

~ Placed First~

Revealing Your soul and Other Tensions
Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Sotto Poet
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member In Belladonna Berries Love Was Paid

With lies you tried to hide your furtive eyes~
but breadcrumbs left impressions you betrayed,
and finding out the truth behind your guise
did shatter loving life that we portrayed.

Through multi-colored shards of memories;
the fierceness of reflections makes me bleed
from humble heart, life-stealing reveries
now crush me like a centipede stampede.

Your fangs were poisonous a thousand bites,
so nonchalant you stabbed me with your sins.
You buried me in shallow grave of smites,
alone, ascetic life for me begins.

My appetite in apathy, man-made;
in belladonna berries love was paid.


Susan Ashley 
January 28, 2018


~ Second Place ~
Contest: English Sonnet Lost Love
Sponsor: John Hamilton

*Required words: Furtive, Nonchalant, Humble, Shallow, Ascetic*
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Fullness In Emptiness

“as both this form and boundless space
cravings of ego negated
awake, vibrant yet nonchalant 
bliss drenched heart remains elated”
                                 —Unseeking Seeker
               
Feast and revel in ordo amoris,
the seether within stirs its godless bonds,
If not, what sings in harmony we’ll miss  
thick or thin without sympathy desponds

We paint careful brush strokes without callus
slothful paint by number’s dupe self-spirals,
and not to fool one as the tenebrous,
whilst stratagem caliginous virals

We pen lucid images from the soul
without subterfuge there’s true belonging,
Clean and composed dignity merits gold,
gone—deep-seated universal longing        

Emptiness stripped by turpentines amiss,
in fullness it streams harps euphoric gliss
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

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