Long Om Poems

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A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became...

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1) Preamble

As breath’s created, sustained and destroyed,
we see trika, threefold aspect at play
through life, where we are by ego decoyed,
until we choose to make love our mainstay.
Beyond religions, scriptures and folklore,
let’s explore the direct path...

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Part-1: Preamble

God loves us, so He split Himself in two
Motionless as space, kinetic as time
Shiva and Shakti; truth known to but few
As the word of God - Om sounded life's chime

God's vibration caused a ripple...

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“ We  are
                    What we eat“
         ...

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Waiting waitng...... 
For the all-mighty godot 
godot godot.....I ask myself 
Where are you? 

I have searched the 
tempestuous seas 
I have toiled the arid desert 
All to no avail 
I have defiled timidity into the...

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A scientist pursuing research—
with disinterested curiosity,
Poets distancing themselves—
from personal emotions,
from ‘personality’ (in Eliot’s idiolect),
A sportsperson focusing on the event—
not obsessed with results,
demonstrating sporting spirit,
Anyone doing their karma—
regardless of results,
as characterized in Indian scriptures,
notably the Gita—
All...

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Interpreting mine Poetry

Similar to scrutinizing
an abstract painting,
this author begetting, canvassing
entreating... obscure words dumbfounding
readers (himself included), he eludes
(shading tree fore rest)
clear cut discerning,
yet oft times his woods
garner reviews raving
esoteric word choice,

how mind boggling
to this logophile despite
more...

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“The Swoon Hypothesis”  - Part 1

“Come, take my hand”, you say, “I will show you a story”.
So, I place my hand in yours, we walk barefoot cool, in scorching sand.
Strange I think, no footprints,...

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Start

On the sixth day of the waxing moon
In the sixth month*, there is a boon
Mother Durga comes to her father’s home
On top of the Himalayan dome  
   
She is the epitome of...

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When I was little I sang in the choir 
There were Quakers and Methodists
Catholic school friends, there were Jewish
Friends  and dinners and the chanting
of Buddhist monks.  Om Shanti. my own
Prayer chants created in...

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There is nothing greater than Hari Bhajan
We all bow before Hari and say - Hari Om Tashyat.

When the cup of venom was offered to Meera*
How it had changed to ambrosia
Maybe for she chanted all the...

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sometimes my mind just needs sedation
I turn inward my mind to my meditation
breathe in breath out breathing in and out
my mind swirling constantly about
things all types of things
like the little smiles on my child's face
and...

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SILENCE, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's poem: Silence by T. Wignesan


The silence PRIOR to silence
	Silence anterior to the ineffable SYLLABLE where silence is born where it’s accomplished in advance
	PERCEPTIBLE syllable distanced by far from pure silence...

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Cowards die many times before their deaths…
Julius Caesar, Act II, Scene 2 ~William Shakespeare

spouse 
a souse 
classic grouse 
a big girl's blouse

portent ominous 
assertions blasphemous   
obscure and anonymous 

his skulking is nefarious 
utterances...

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It’s time to listen to the quiet ones
For the loud ones make a mess.
Those who have silently held their space and their wisdom
While all around are losing theirs,
It’s time to hear their voice.
They have sat...

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Talk to the Dead 
When you talk to the dead,
They give you advice,
Buzz on your finger,
lightly touch once or twice,

I told Trish about dead Joan's Goldfish,
In her fish pond swimming pool,
When a loud voice said...

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I asked the desert 
 to carry me from this place
 of the Qubbanet El-Qirud’ infertile soil 
 suddenly, that whisper of wind
 took my hand, and walked
 along and alone with me
 I, heard...

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Galaxica
Her name is sung
at every Zekarian jaura festival
of the vision-resin harvest 
A gathering of the ga-lee seeds of the r-papp leaves
from the desert sandtree
Portends of shifting time winds heralding
the Missuriah manifest appearing
Galaxica
She is the chosen...

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Let me set something straight -
Right here, right now!
Let me put India in the right perspective,
Let me banish some myths,
Some gross misconceptions,
And take you beyond elephants,
Sacred cows, snake charmers and yoga,
Beyond Gandhi, Mother Teresa, Taj...

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"LOVE Evolution Revolution"



Seconds 
to Midnight
Last thought
rolls through your mind


If I was you
And you were I
And we looked 
into each others eyes

Last second 
to Midnight

Backed
into our 
Corners 
real tight

and there ...

all around us
Burns the Bright 
LUX...

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Gewoonlik is my boundaries sterk 
Word ek assigned deur guidance met a Engels'vlerk
My journey neem langer en my sielsnare word gevleg
My boundaries raak flexible en a unieke konneksies word aanmekaar geheg
A journey het ontwikkel in...

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My Guardian Angels

4/2013

Tattooed Angels
Enshrine my body,
Protectors of what's right,
forever vigilant
All day and all through the night!

Ganesh, Hindu Elephant God,
Loyal son of Shiva and Parvati
Embodiment of selfless devotion/remover of obstacles 
Provider of strength and honesty
 
The...

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Written 20 February 2024
I AM Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

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Tearing a poem in two, ripping a part an entire idea
insanity or ingenious, unthinkable or approved, forbidden
who knows
One important question: is traitor now the title I bear
a traitor to myself, betrayer to everything I stand...

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