Long Voidness Poems

I tell you, it was a most memorable day;                          ...

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WOMB OF ALL BEGINNINGS


In the delicious womb of all beginnings 
we learnt to giggle electrons
to bear all things 
without nusturtiums, pink lilies or doughnuts 
warm gurglings of God’s dream for us

Morning glories were waiting 
deep...

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The sky benighted, cloudy, grim,
In such a way that even dim,
Was every thought of mine.
And ponderous drops of weighty rain,
This morbid air and smell maintain,
Thus frame this scene malign!
With eyes as dreary as the soul,
Of...

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Is there really a beautiful heaven?
Is there a red and black hell for sinners? 
Basking on this,  I told myself that the beautiful heaven is this we see now, argue with the sky and...

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And the red demons screamed aloud,
miseries and gories of a black scary death hurried by in the middle of the night.
My father's  shrine quaked in pity, 
My mother's excited wrapper loosed. 
Cain hurried by...

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If we begin this tale from the left,
many will see the sons and daughters of tomorrow emerged.
Did God really said "let there be light"?
Or was it a planted falsehood in hearts? 
Are we really wet...

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VOIDITY

Who told the sun where to position
and the moon at night to light up the ocean?
Who told the seas to set boundaries
between land, regions and continents?
Ask yourself if anything existed before creation.
This truth isn't just...

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“twice born, we live on”

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we are lost, as long as ...
we wish to keep the cake
and eat it too
left foot in one boat
right in the other
sitting on the fence ...

we are lost, as long as...

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Oh mother! What's that voidness termed as sky?
So boundless a thing, that i must enjoy.
How does sunshine looks on thy face?
Oh, am just a poor  blind boy.

You talk about beautiful things you gaze upon,
You...

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The following is my poetic/liturgical translation of the Heart Sutra:

The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara,
Whilst in profound Prajna Paramita 
Saw illume the void of the five skandhas 
And prevailed over all pain and peril.

Sariputta, image and void differ...

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The breaking,
 the shaking;apace
  my king's fall is rise
   my land is anon taken.
                  ...

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As I stood in the clouds in perplexy
and looked around me satirically
I shook my head and sadly said
“be it life thus, I may be living not”
standing there, I wished for death.

I was sad because I...

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deep, deep into the coven
Men gathered in black red
chanting of loom doom to come
Spiritualism shrunk and shrieked
Enchantment of idols of life 
Chanting rumbles of voidness and
tempest and hailstones and hell
Devil's advocates gathered in tears
Demons gathered...

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Welcome new year, welcome prosperity;
tell me, what your journey to me looked like:
the chilling of winter? Scorching summer sun?
When every flower was rainbow in spring , 
how was it new year?

Did you see my prints,my...

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When dark days and evil nights lurk and strike,                          ...

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WHEN LIFE BECOMES FALLOW

The still frozen nothingness ancient
Transformed into the universe nascent
Matter formed from the fringe of silence
The creative core of cosmic sense
The depth of voids in all things’ essence
The creator’s unique space they represent.

Within...

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The phantom who hides within my shadows
Speaking on occasion as if we’re brothers
In whispers the ghosts utters futures
Leaving truths and unanswered mysteries
Hence the messages given haunts
Forever traveling in times
Within the masks
Of my lives

In clouds vague,...

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The nothingness ancient
Transformed into the universe nascent,
Matter came from silence
The core of cosmic sense
Voids in all things’ essence
Creator’s unique space they represent.

In all things that exists
The universal voidness still persists
In depth of living mind
Of the...

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He piloted from Paris to Deauville
And dreams treasured in casket
I kept await for more gifts 
Returning and knocking the door bell
'Our child in my womb'

Piloted again from Paris to Deauville
The authority's calls,
'They gifted me sorry'
I...

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When he came to shop
In his shallowness and voidness
Like infant he picked
Daring the cost,ignoring the terms
And when we demand for fulfillment
He says the gods must be crazy
But the gods are by no mean;
Beneath our ware...

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Employing thought as concentration
Our fickle attention we position
In the void of cessation
Present in every vibration

This stillness being meditation 
Becoming our ever present orientation 
No anticipation or expectation or recollection
Recognition of voidness in each manifestation

So as...

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There are no individuals to match the mention. 
Only God, in any case, can be depended upon. 
Just God, the Ruler of the universe, is aware. 
God stepped in once he saw man despair.

When God...

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An answer becomes a question 
without an effort.
The world hisses 
in filaments of joy. 
My hands become 
green branches of a huge tree. 
Terrified sun moves away 
with all its glory. 
I empty myself in...

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Placing all my thoughts on the table;
Looking at the passing train of history
Enerstly I flood my guilty yet clear eyes,
Adamantly I miss the days when we loved,
Surrounded by the haunts of past memories,
Echoes of love...

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In the darkest hour of the night…
A bright idea was born….
Writing my way out of the Depression!!!!
Depression that was nourished by unforgiven hurts…
Emotion that had grasped the mind….
And crippled every aspects of life… 
 ...

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