Long Unstained Poems

Will                                  ...

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I emerged with a silver pen in hand,
…and a tempest raging within.
Words writhe, a serpent's coil,
…tightening their grip,
A soul adrift in a sea of 
…self-made iniquity.

I buried my daddy 
…in the black shoe,
…by the Yew...

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                               A Petal Amongst The...

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“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...

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"When I was a kid my dad left me in a bad way .... he was 
in the lives of my sisters and brothers but he wasn't in mine."

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Name, a label, for mind-body identity,
which across past lives, we have had many,
as also gender rotation, for an experience spherical,
so this time around, now assimilating our earth life sojourn,
given pseudonym humbly confesses, there is much...

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The Universe's Dance

Transitions of the obstruction of life 
To the peacefulness of the night
Or a new beginning that a rising sun can bring without a fight
And in the late hour when everything becomes quiet

Nature has...

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Day one, the rose was a simple white
Pure as his child-like soul
Unstained by blood or cruelty or pain
Unbroken and whole.

So day one, I went about my life
Through the eyes of innocence
Uncaring that darkness may pounce
Uncaring...

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2.21
“I see no differences or separation
Even the multitudes appear
as a single formless desert
To what should I cling?”

2.22
“I am not the body
I do not have a body
I am Awareness, not a person
My thirst for life bound...

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My dad built a house on a hill. How exciting to climb to the tippy-top then look down upon the roof, and dog home, the bean garden, and to sled the slope in Winter white.

eyes...

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in the beginning was the word and the sound was Ohm
reverberating Gods will within each lifetron His home
Hirayangarbha split into two magnetic polarities
separation and union manifesting as duality
male-female day-night orbits and tides
both in form and...

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The aftermath -  J.F Baker
You are the bucket to my mop

The twisting rope that whips the water awakening a bucket

My two hands wrap themselves around you, one above the other

Gripping firmly the silver pole...

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I have never believed I would be blind
To eternal sunshine that's mind

The day you were born was the beginning
My heart's petals bloomed most compelling

Tears of joy I shed while I saw you smile
In my arms...

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I saw her  a milky complexion and a voluptuous frame , she had a name but no surname noone gave her a surname . 

I found her similar less incommon a saree she had draped...

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i always knew i wouldn’t die in a car accident.

over, and over in my mind i pictured


	the breath-gulping jolt, the heart-stopping shudder
the weak, gasping, clawing for control
inside the dark blackness

glass raining down on the innocent...

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in an
          angst-                    saturated
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Is “Friendship Without Borders” an ideal or "gold star" goal?
Is friendship self-deception that’s quite cracked in part, in whole?
Integrity seems integral to “Friendship” from get-go
yet, friendship’s more mirage if it is only there for show.
If...

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Once, we were all sojourned learners awakened
  seeking a home and some safer haven
  taking we wanted in our misbehaving.
Foreigners, aliens, wanderlust trail blazers with roots
  settling on this land serene and...

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Below the veil of twilight, memories sway in the moon's oaring,
Effigies of the departed rise like incense smoke amongst ruins.
They have sprinkled us with pale dreams, and now, flowers of forgetfulness in the yard,
Whisper silver...

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Curious cobblestones captured 
By the painters languid brush.

Crisp and clean and clearly caught
With lines that frame the images 
Of what we wish to see.

What we wish to see.

What we really see, is what we wish...

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17.20
“The sage is free
His empty mind no longer projects 
delusion, dreaming, dullness
This state is indescribable”


Stagnation being death
What then is freedom from stagnation
No mind no desire no sorrow no stealth
The pulse of Divine Love blissful elation

Empty...

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As she lay quivering in anticipation, uncertain and dismayed, 

As her experienced lover prepares to mount his prey, 

Her mind says "Yes"... Her heart says "Wait"... 

As she lie in her innocence and tries to...

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Life journey simple
Let us see how it went
Beginning with thoughts nimble
Entrapped by ego which would not relent 

Let us then separate wheat from the chaff
Lest our tale become too long and weary
Bubbling along through many...

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Near forty years, I plied my craft,
Anticipated each new day.
Indeed, most nights, I would have laughed
To think that I’d just walk away.

I delved in magic in my time
I plumbed the depths with cryptic codes
With methods...

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On a day such as today
or any other numbered and limbered day
you may say to yourself that the birds are singing and the sky is blue.
It is you, however, who sing internal and ring eternal.
The...

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