Rima Poems - Poems about Rima

God is the witness of every cognition, being prior to spontaneous intent, source of each and every life pulse transmission, magic that causes heart to grant love consent, potent breath sublime, a ceaseless emission, steadying life forms through descent and ascent. Though mind cannot know God yet we can become, one with oneness as the sublime cosmic hum....

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Gloria Dubbins - not much of a name, but trust me on my judgment, gentle reader; in terms of Beauty, she was Hall of Fame. We’re talking – let’s see – nineteen seventy-two, but I’m the keeper of the Gloria Flame, and still to me she’s better, and more true, than all your Taylor Swifts or Amber Heards. She did the things...

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Thought precedes action, intent comes yet before, arising from murmurs of a restless soul, feeling incomplete, though each pore is a door, to imbibe agape love, that heart may feel whole, yet foiled by ego that always keeps a score, so negating God’s light, we make do with dole. He who wishes to ascend does not exist; When the false falls, we...

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With eyes for no other, seeking God alone, viewing material desires as mundane, in mindfulness our consciousness as we hone, befriending silence, we shed off ego’s chain, purifying our heart, the way we atone, that this gift of life bestowed be not in vain. Moment by moment thus steadying resolve, divine entwined, in timeless time we evolve....

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chakras enable, blockages disable each fear we nurture represents a blockage nonchalant eye makes our consciousness stable renouncing wealth, lust, power and feral rage no earth agenda remains on our table then ego recedes and our soul comes of age kundalini zooms through the central tunnel and grace in-pours from the very same funnel...

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In the sacred sacrificial fire we burn, first and foremost all the objects we desire, purifying thoughts flowing in body urn, consigning doership to the funeral pyre, that thus in silence watching nodes within churn, there are no earth bound goals for which we aspire, whereupon in this way we become the flame, fulfilling in staid mindfulness our life’s aim....

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Subrosa tears dropped into that refrain, it's a soft melancholy you could miss. There is no desire to ever explain the fragile emotions within a kiss. You lie awake releasing hidden pain, creating with the Muse your accomplice. A project for insomniac moments, that harsh fog within poetic laments....

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The golden egg, womb of the universe, has at its zenith, heaven we all seek but reaching it, is the blessing a curse, that although we dance with bliss cheek to cheek, it’s yet dual to which our heart’s averse subject to both death and energy leak? Beyond the manifest, there is but Self, God’s light renewing itself in itself....

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Knowing not who in truth we are, death is feared, since we are attached to this decaying form, so we are through life by myriad fears speared, with God’s law of love unable to conform. Surrendering will, we are by God’s hand steered, stripped of attributes, yet feeling His love warm. In a realm outside space-time, we yet exist, living light eternal,...

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nodes awaken of which we were not aware which matters not now though it once was the case so as soul’s light within surfaces for air we delight in mood of release and embrace limitless since now with the vast void we pair left with no earth bound desires we need to chase yet beholding in surprise magnetism rise the fragrance divine...

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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...

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The world alone is making me smile left to marvel at its natural wonder. Glowing out loud is always in style. On a level high above thunder, I fly on the sunshine in my veins. My label’s that mach five number. When caged by what society feigns, many forget the important things. If you fumble? Innate wisdom remains. Wasted on the fury...

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THE WORLD IS BLEEDING I suspect no tourniquet will help it now With the jugular of the world being cut And a loss of blood as our time will allow It needs rapid surgery, and nothing but We are way beyond taking our final bow The door to recovery is now slammed shut As a scared cow at the slaughterhouse, it seems Is...

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JUXTAPOSED Standing either side of a door that is closed One might feel the other, just an inch away As two hearts that appear to be juxtaposed Just a whispered word, that the other might say Would be enough, despite the obstructed view Perhaps a touch must wait for another day Feelings both felt and expressed, are ever true Love permeates even the...

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Bereft of attributes, Self is living light, which is our true being, shaped as God Himself, in a realm outside space-time, where we shine bright and so recognising this as our true Self, we weave our way through life in drunken delight, knowing what’s impulsed will unfold by itself. God dwells in the Self and Self dwells in the heart, which is...

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