Realisation Poems

The Mentor

"The more in science we advance,
The more do we grow," you say;
Still, Nature's love, abundance
Forgive us all in every way.

She lessons us to endure
Just like the green grasses do;
We, humans, can't all ensure;
We fail to remain pure and true.

Time's supposed to take all away;
She teaches all how to accept;
Rise and fall, the night and the

Blood and water

I used to think blood meant forever,
That family would never hurt you.
“Blood’s thicker than water,” right?
But I take the water—
Wash away the blood,
Remove the red-soaked stains from my life.
Blood thicker than water?
Maybe in another life.

Family—
A word that holds little meaning,
A word they never earned.
They should have been my safe space,
Yet now there’s just an empty

What is the basic realisation

Who
desires
to ascend?
There is no one
within distinct from
existence, or let’s say,
universal consciousness.
Recognise we’re not body-mind
but rather spirit that in-dwells form.

With this preamble we may then shift,
silencing mind, melding with heart,
soul’s firm focus flicker-free,
befriending the vast void,
empty of concepts,
thus allowing
divine grace
to touch
us.

Dreadful Dreams

Trying to survive,
I began dreaming each day;
That tore me apart.

Light That Lights All Lights

Life is but a dream
As what we perceive and experience 
Are all ephemeral and temporary 
A favourable occurrence or an unpleasant one
Are all but fleeting truths
That play upon the screen of life 
Impermanence is their trait 
So never be affected by it all 
Hard times teach us a deeper sense of self and purpose
Strengthens our

Footprints

I look back at my footprints,
Which showed my progression.
A better one indeed,
Learning how a life proceeds.
 
Know that yesterday isn't tomorrow.
The past chapter is closed,
A new one might start soon.
Put on a smile and go.
 
True colours comes out
When a problem arises.
A sudden courage appeared to solve
Those one by one, it brought peace.
 
Heart untangled from the ties
Which

Evil thrust

So many times I visit sorrow.
I gave you my heart to borrow.
I've walked this path too much.
Evil as such.

Horrifying to grasp this love.
Blood covers the sin on my glove.
I feast a lot on pain,
Nothing but rejection to gain.

I love, but not love that should be.
I hide from that evil I so often see.
So innocent from

Love is a Rose

Love is a Rose

Love is many things but the thing you want

most.

Love is a Puppet
Love is a child
Love is a Phase
Love is in
	   finite
Love is a shape 
Love is a Rose

A rose that take time to grow
Time to opens its petals
Petals that shine in sunlight
Shining like a ruby underneath a flashlight
Lighitng it’s deep details not

Lost but Lessoning

The lost Wonderland

Made me break down all at once,

But I learnt what’s real.

Realisation

It took me years from now to see
I loved the same rain that was drowning me
My early days were filled with joy,
I used to bloom and grin in glee
But O' see how lost I am now!
Why is everything so blur and bleak?

They see no hindrance, no scars
But no one knows what's behind the bars!
Years ago

A Realization

"A realisation that no longer was it a duty to rid myself of pain but a duty to others, not to." ~~The Poet~~

I cried a million tears while no-one was around,
I bottled all my fears and didn’t make a sound.
I remembered all the cruelty that was said.
Only loneliness and despair filled my head.

I could envisage

REALISATION

You thought the sky was always blue. 

Abruptly, it started raining with a substance like glue. 

The beautiful butterfly flew. 

And inversely, a sword drew- 

You liked the morning dew. 

But it was all temporary residues. 

My destination for you was hazy. 

And the longing to meet you was making me crazy. 

‘All that glitter

Tranmutation

Written 12 December 2023         
Transmutation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

                     Transmutation

          Whether transmutation of energy
   

Awakening

Whilst at school, in the years gone by, when as a child,

Impish I was, and sprightly too, but not so sure of my mind;

Followed the old teacher’s dictum, “memorise by rote,

To succeed in life”, she said, so I got into the hard grind;


Truly, the best of my growing years, I had burned out,

Losing my sweet

The Best Moment

The moment we do

Perceive that we’re imperfect,

We try to succeed.

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