Monchielle Poems - Poems about Monchielle

I wait for you each day Watching out the window I wonder where you went Not somewhere I could go? That's how my time is spent I wait for you each day Pull stuffing out of toys Maybe go through the trash Guard...Read More

If no one will, who will? Share joy don’t hesitate! A smile can do so much; Give out ten thousand hugs; You can soothe with a touch; If no one will, who will? Been helped? Pay it forward; Look...Read More

How receptive are we to taking a detour, simply breaking routine, for that’s how we may see, the hitherto unseen? How receptive are we, to an opposing view, outside our comfort zone, for who knows that’s how we may come into our own? How receptive...Read More

You don’t like my structure; Sit and call me sell out, as you reap each reward; Scoffing at discipline, get up and try coward; You don’t like my structure, schedules drive you mad; Complain yet do nothing; Sleep whenever you want with a...Read More

Before the dawn grows old, Let's meet in the gloaming And watch the setting sun; No time like the present. Say yes, we'll have great fun! Before the dawn grows old, ...Read More

bliss after-burn lingers humming in the background, undying like our breath, moment by moment thus, being love’s healing meth. bliss after-burn lingers magnetising our form, fixating attention on love’s magical play, as our meditation. bliss after-burn lingers, teasing and caressing, it oft heightens rapture, sending us...Read More

I’m not responsible; This is where you forced me, locked in innuendo; All your b s love songs, what else was left to do? I’m not responsible; That oppressive whisper, oh the shivers would ache; With that broken refrain I make...Read More

If we but cease to cling to that that comes and goes, simply by being still, all’s enabled if we surrender egoic will. If we but cease to cling to thought forms that appear, we offer no anchor to any narrowness and are free...Read More

Trying to get a tune out of broken records? Sounds like insanity; You cannot pioneer and deny what you see; Trying to get a tune; There is such a deep scratch, the song can’t keep going; Stuck forever in place a...Read More

The things I should have done, the things I’ve yet to do; Moving slow and steady is still moving forward; Hyped and more than ready; The things I should have done, directions can be changed; Hard swerve and course...Read More

As the wind blows in you Leaves and petals floating I snatch each piece that flee Up and down they tease me I catched each one with glee As the wind blows in you Petals are your flowers Perfumes in white and...Read More

Fragrance of bliss tremors, mirrors voice of conscience, being but pulse of God, enlivening presence, leaving love drenched soul awed. Fragrance of bliss tremors, compass infallible, steers fickle attention into quietude of tranquil meditation. Fragrance of bliss tremors, reveals heaven within heart’s radiant torus, ours if we surrender, by...Read More

Poetry in motion, when Messi is at play, combines both rhythm and speed, leads us to realise, he’s a different breed. Poetry in motion, is when Vishy plays blitz and the chess pieces dance to his every command; opponent has no chance. Poetry in motion, when...Read More

Searching for bliss beat’s rhythm, we dive into our heart triadic, where we choose, first, a self centred view, disguised as ego’s ruse. Searching for bliss beat’s rhythm, the shift from me to we paves way for joy bubbles to rise, as we...Read More

Enclosure of the Moon capturing cosmic glass; The stars swirl around it; An abysmal swallow; Dreams drawn like a magnet; Enclosure of the Moon, transmissible panache; Tumbleweeds on the wind so the dark sky shimmers; Taking everything in; Enclosure of the Moon...Read More