Repaying Poems

Fruit of knowledge

Immersed in this matrix of space and time,
bemused by desires, we’ve drifted afar
but if we listen, we’ll hear God’s bliss chime,
revealing to us who we truly are.

Made in God’s image, we are living light,
eternal, at peace and feeling complete,
awareness self-aware, vibrant and bright,
standing erect, mirroring God’s heartbeat.

Sin stems from ignorance but when truth’s known
we then see clearly that we all are one,
repaying debts of love owed, we atone,
our aura luminous, like yonder sun.

Ego exhumed, we become the vast sky,
as light eternal that can never die.

Opening the heart chakra

When we say, ‘I am’, our hand goes to the heart,
signalling it represents seat of our soul,
which drenched in God’s love deems no one as apart.
To open the heart is our very first goal,
without which in truth soul’s life quest cannot start
but the problem is, ego is in control 
and so animal instincts as yet prevail,
with thoughts orbiting dark desires that assail.

The heart is all love and love employs no force,
so it’s only by free will that we can choose,
to make our touch gentle and change our life’s course,
heeding voice of conscience, repaying our dues,
atoning in silence and feeling remorse,
praying like a child till love begins to ooze.
Heart is the centre of our chakras seven;
God dwells deep within, so take it as heaven.

BRIEFLY

On this faithful day
Sudden gunshots everywhere 
People running scattered 
It's a dispute in my city
Gunshots everyday 
So many innocent lives were taken unlawfully 
People dies everyday just like mayflies.

Houses were burnt down 
Leaving many homeless 
Endangering so many lives 
Agony everywhere 
But the killing continues, no seizing of fire
Participants giving scores within themselves 
Scores of numbers of the people they've killed.

Circle keeps repeating 
Everyone avenging, death of their lost ones
It was a blood bath, until there was a victor
Prominent men in the city 
Involved the government and more 
Just like karma always visits, educating and repaying 
Peace at last, amidst grief and vengeance 
Welcome to the coolest city in the world.

Slow boat

If we but continue to flow
Mood and mode, embrace and release
Blockages within us unfreeze

Stagnating nowhere, heart aglow
Recognising life is a dream
We slow down narrow thoughts that stream

Repaying debts of love we owe 
We break free from the karmic chain
Whence grace in-pours like lively rain

Blissful in the boat God does row
We reclaim the light of our Self
As life flows in all by itself

Truth of our soul, we get to know
As we grow in love and wisdom
Tiptoeing into God’s kingdom

If we but continue to flow
Stagnating nowhere, heart aglow
Repaying debts of love we owe 
Blissful in the boat God does row
Truth of our soul, we get to know

The direct path

Flame in our spiritual heart,
is cognised if we have the art,
to gentle touch and rest thought flow,
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.

There’s nothing out there, all’s within,
truth known if we choose to begin,
repaying debts of love we owe, 
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.

Let’s perform a consciousness scan;
it’s our choice, if we choose we can,
connect with God, befriend the foe, 
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.

Silence ignites mind-body prism
and powered by God’s magnetism,
bliss beats rise, we feel soul’s light glow,
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.

Faith Is Trust

Things happen
and we get caught nappin’.

Have you given God charge in your life?
Can you really rest in Him and stay calm in strife?
Do you sound out His orders on your drum and fife?

With sacred drum set a steady pace,
with fife add notes of grace,
stress to face.
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Live in peace
In praying never cease

giving thanks, when the rains seem to pour.
Repaying goodness when evil beats on the door;
display patience, sing praises, rejoice evermore.

Depending on God, issues discussed
your doubt undone in dust.
Faith is trust.

A Will of Its Own

Like counting the rings on a sycamore stump, 
Nobody answers the phone. 
And then when they do, they just put me on hold.
Time has a will of its own.
 
It flows midnight to noon from December to June
And then back again, day after day; 
An illicit affair between tortoise and hare
In a hickory-dickory way.

I borrowed a scene from a screenplay I wrote. 
Now I'm repaying the loan. 
My script for the sequel rejected again.
Time has a will of its own.
 
It rolls Summer through Fall till Times Square drops the ball
As the signal to start a new year;
An impetuous race where we all run in place,
‘cause baby, nobody gets there from here.
  
There's nothing to do on a Saturday night; 
Binge watching Netflix alone.
I ordered a pizza two hours ago.
Time has a will of its own.
The shorter your patience, the longer the wait.
Time has a will of its own.

Hungry Prayer - 1

There are prayers that we’ve been praying
Hoping hunger will somehow vanish away
Little hands held up to heaven obeying

Laughing and smiling, children are playing
In spite of hardship that leads them astray
There are prayers that we’ve been praying

Kind hearts whisper into small ears, saying
Just believe and God will answer you someday
Little hands held up to heaven obeying

Silent lights glimmer through nights, swaying
Listen to that still, small voice and obey
There are prayers that we’ve been praying

Gentleness and meekness call out, portraying
Warm, rich compassion like that on the Lord’s day
Little hands held up to heaven obeying

Humanity lifts spirits who we should be repaying
Children who need love that we can’t betray
There are prayers that we’ve been praying
Little hands held up to heaven obeying








A Major World Problem Contest
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS
April 12, 2021

To Be Generous Without Greed

To be generous without greed
is the commitment I'm making;
satisfaction comes from rendering
one happy, not repaying the deed!  

The quest for truth is for the bold to ensure,
and certainly not too imprudent to follow;
one must show persisting fortitude and allow
patience not to wear out but to continue
to strive until certainty is that solemn promise
uttered sweetly contemplating a brighter sunrise!    

In all my envisioned glory, all I wished in care-free youth was
the idyllic tranquility of landscapes broken by a running stream,
skies radiating with light and magnificently dressed in blue;
who wouldn't listen to the starlings serenading to their mates?
See me observing aromatic roses gleaming with sunrise' dew,
see me picking daisies for mom to make those hazel eyes gleam!

To be generous without greed seem such unrealistic words
spoken by a visionary mind awoken in mid-sleep by an echo of terror...
to adapt a diverse creed and restore the faith violated by selfish Lords 
who kept all the gold and gave none to the vagrant beggar!

Repaying Borrowings

We borrow 
From the banks 
Money,once
To repay in installments 

We borrow 
From air banks
Our breath
In installments 
To repay once 

Grow more and more trees 
To repay borrowings once

Covid Debt

Covid is a debt in 19 
Repaying in 20
To settle in full 21 ?
Or a bad in debt 22 ?
To write off in 23 ?

Never-Ending

Moonlight eyes 
cold as night
retrieving from love 
its light 
orbiting around 
in cycle
repaying hurts 
real or imagined 
with lie of pretending 
to vanish.
Bitter sweet 
debris
storming 
clear water of love
with turbulence 
midnight darkness
ahead and beyond
only light 
limpid in the night 
the I Am Star
Sun of midnight flowers
ripening figs out of cycle
God's fruit of love 
available
in season and out
crystal clear spring
flowing untapped
quenching thirst
by human love
unquenched
illuming path  
with permanent sunshine
for sunflowers hearts
drunken with light
to follow
madness of 
never ending
love

First Place Winner-Brian Strand-All Yours 6/4/21

Third Place Winner: Constance La France-"N" Poem Contest-9/21/21

Sonnet For Three Women

Three women's deaths have diminished me, 
because I could not get past my ego.
For the rest of my days I will always be
totally in their debt. How do you go
about repaying a departed lady? Perhaps, 
begin replacing your thoughtless deeds, 
each one, until you've forgotten your lapse. 
To compensate, if one truly heeds
all those women in your life that continue
with patience to overlook your own 
failings and your part played in the venue
of cultural misogyny is to loan
them all the support, love. encouragement
that you can. That is truly just and meant.

Ode To Gratitude: Repaying the Roots With Fruit

Our forefathers plowed  
For our fathers to sow,
Sowing so we could reap!
But, if we should keep
Such bountiful treasure
For mere pleasure,
And take the sweat of
Their brows for granted,
Then we have lost our way
And failed to be worthy heirs!
For the branches repay the roots
With the flowers and fruits! 


Poem released into Public Domain

Hidden Wings:

Show me sweet angel into the other realm,
Show me what I think I know, and what I think not,
Guide me through places where I would be lost,
Teach me your wisdom and nurse me through,
For I am an infant compared to you.
Whisper what you must so that others don't hear,
Sing to me songs that the angels hear,
Watch over me closely so I feel you near,
And when it's time to leave will you wait for me?
And explain if you will things like destiny,
And before we part can I have my wings?
Then teach me how to fly amongst other things,
Then wish me well for I know you shall,
Be moving on to a higher realm.
Then I can do what you used to,
And guide others when my time is due,
Repaying my thanks by being like you.
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