Loving newly weds,
Power games husband playing,
Soon to be annulled.
part of the human experience
is that everything all the time is a choice
you choose what you want to express with your energy
- the good, the bad, the ugly-
the energetic mechanism of polarity
allows this free will experience
what do you choose?
giving to flow out and lift another
or grabbing to draw energy from another
what do you choose?
love with unconditional acceptance
or lust with consuming greedy desire
what do you choose?
surrendering and allowing the universe
or dominating and controlling outcomes
what do you choose?
embracing differences with understanding
or conflict and power games
what do you choose?
truth and transparency
or lies and deceit
what do you choose?
unity recognition of all is one and divine
or separation mentality of division and lack
when you subjugate ego
and make the higher soul choice
you expand your light
so what do you choose?
Born of parents who hoped in the cross
By faith a title 'Christian' am stamped
But as years flew, the mind unsettled -
On a single faith but probed for truth.
Jesus wise a man of grit but meek
Who placed love before own death
Even an atheist would love him still
For he spoke of justice & love alone
Religion lost its charm walled by men
Somany gods claimed its walls to hide
Many waged wars over the caged gods
Only the dead realise it's a hollow cage.
Wise men always are born to reclaim
Our lost values and spread only love
But world never ready to wisdom share
But we go on holding our selfish flags.
We make religions world's worst snare
To catch souls by fear and promise
Making them immune to kill or curse
god as cause killed more than all wars.
Love is lost to bigoted self and pride
Justice is lost to myths and deities
We refer these to fit our power games
As majority gathers muscle and rein.
Citizens, let's not be callous and rude
We are born in faiths we never chose
There isn't a choice in mom's womb
Than nestle in it's warmth and grow.
When our empty world spins silently
black rains will wash the sky
and the sun will shine ferociously
upon seas that have boiled dry.
Those hopes and dreams of yesterday
float lost upon the breeze
and carved out names on summer days
will adorn the fallen trees.
When the Gods outnumber worshippers
whose battles have been done,
It will be too late to ponder then
just exactly what they'd won.
No poets then to scar the page
to tell of loves gone by,
or write those final epitaphs
from inkwells long run dry.
No more will ugly minds disgrace
when the power games have ended,
just Earth back to the Universe
as nature had intended.
Postmodern Blues
Our bare-footed ancestors
Diligently traversed the grassy pathways
On rustling vegetation air walked along
Sunshine and rain in turn tiptoed
To bestow canopy of reverence
They wished us to watch
Soil sprouting bliss
Hills rolling down lush carpet
Pristine waters meandering around
The way they watched them doing
Tomorrow was all that mattered!
As tomorrow stands uncertain
In power games now a days
We better trudged up the silky ladder
In cross wind
We even surrogated the womb of sky
For lustful pearls to be incubated
Dead waters whimper in lonely furrows
Strings of air have spun a smoky mess
From dangling veil
That technology came forward with
To fix the gap
Both the worlds stood to benefit
You bargained your life style for gold
We are blinded watching you relish
Your abundance
You look anything but cool, honey
Nevertheless few of the have-nots tempted
To jump the fence
Only to sacrifice their reverie
Into sarcophagus fire
With their wives and children
As they failed to keep their hearts behind
You can hear the earth bloating
Like sacrificial goat
With throat at risk
Of pious killing
By future conquerors!
Explain the rules,
All you callous ghouls,
What are rules?
Power games for you!
One way traffic, you see,
Why are you exploiting me?
Why can't you get someone better?
Write me your rules in a letter!
So, you callous ghouls,
You explain your rules,
Maybe there are no rules,
You made it all up to suit you,
You write down your rules!
Rising from the fire like a phoenix,
hot cinders morph into crimson darts.
And shadows roam the fringes of light,
extinguishing any fledgling sparks.
Scarlet splashes amidst molten flames,
wherein, cerise and chartreuse cascades.
And all eyes follow the rhythmic flow:
as its hypnotic beauty pervades.
Bursts of laughter and bravado bond
in the scary tales that haunt the night.
And camaraderie can be felt
amongst everyone huddled up tight.
Tranquility's intoxicating:
pacifying your nerves with its peace.
And it feels like genuine magic,
when worries and anxieties cease.
The brotherhood around the campfire,
is ignited by flickering flames.
And fragile friendships are reforged,
free from frustration and power games.
Slipping from this flesh it's bones as blood
Nothing and nobody His child, within her world
Of glamour, glitter, super stars and fame; power games
Ancient gladiators their off spring these red carpet queens ivory table
Kings vote for me ? Phantasmagoria's, kaleidoscopic dreams Pluto's papacy
Pandora's pallbearers trip wire caskets bring it on, krimson kong: lightning strikes....
The blink of an eye; crumbling towers with your power black roses bloom in blue carousel pews.
Great majesterial reign!
Bled into the future on another
Heiroglyphic gain
Storylook nooks
Hoping to cook the books
Struck in awe by the fantastic flaw
As power games sizzle
Im left to nibble
Then recreated in freedom's everlasting draw
Back to neutral
Back to glee
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