The cat wants in
dark spiraling clouds stretch
to grab at our throats,
the cat has made a fort of its
spring-loaded
corkscrew body.
There is no distance now,
just this on-rushing rumbling
a sign that we have mislaid
our past
in this brick-walled moment.
They say when it tracks us down
it sounds like a train,
the heart ducks below its own pounding,
thoughts become
a sensorium of beheaded sensations,
ears are left to ring on their own.
The term ‘Tornado’ does not cover
the many reasons to run blindly
or stay hunched in a bunker of reason.
Wide-eyes search out
nests of kindred heartbeats.
Then there is the wait,
the explosive ticking of electric moments
that shake both bones and faith.
You may not know it
but your bent body is praying,
your mind
has become a begging bowl.
Then the banshee whoosh
and clatter
of a near miss.
No flying cows cross our eyes
just a frigid silence
between the loud drip-drop
of a spent and broken rain –
then
hands reaching.
Categories:
sensorium, poetry,
Form: Free verse
IMMERSED
so fascinating
I recognise
a participant
existence
engaged
&critically
alert
& bewitched
I love
hearing
the torrents
of sound
this sensorium
throbbing
in an array
of art
inundated
by light
so
alluringly
mystical
experienced
in this way,
formal terms
sensation
& consciousness
fused
freestanding
yet
cascading
merged
in a detonation
of colour
saturated
images
of
surreal
dimension
both
spiritual both
&sensual drama
visual
ebbs &flows
to inaugurate
sacrosanct
rituals
in
liberation
of the eye
fantasy
in
experience in
echo
under
immersive
happenings
dissolved into
impressions
Categories:
sensorium, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Fire without smoke manifests,
as bliss burn in third eye jests,
potent breath, a living force,
inpouring grace from the source.
Bliss beats at the Bindu point,
tilak on forehead anoint,
with supine spine energised,
our form's fully magnetised.
Spiritual heart tingling
delights pheromones mingling
orbiting the soul's fulcrum,
each node joy's sensorium.
Having transcended labels,
bliss flame heard of in fables
graced by God's soma nectar
ignites each in-form vector.
06-December-2022
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Jueju
Is-ness of Being-ness
Enigmatic cold heat
Humming bliss beat
An ethereal implant
Ineffable bliss chant
Etched in each pore
The void’s silent roar
Magnetic continuum
Heart the sensorium
Wherefrom renewal
Of rapture continual
08-October-2022
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Is-ness of Being-ness
Feeling the energy loop come alive,
enlivened by a magnetic bliss hum,
to the soundless music divine we jive,
each node within form, our sensorium
as soma nectar flows from our bliss hive,
renewing thus rapture continuum,
as secrets divine hidden in plain sight,
bliss pulsating within by day and night.
Magnetic currents heighten while we sleep,
raising our vibration to zenith height,
thus when the void beckons, we take the leap,
entwining with oneness, to soul’s delight,
even as God’s elixir seeps in deep
bestowing upon us spherical sight,
whereupon we cognise soundless thunder,
beheld by presence in childlike wonder.
24-September-2022
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Ottava rima
19.4
“Where is Self?
Where is not-Self?
Where is good and evil,
confusion and clarity?
I abide in the glory of Self”
Verse revisited on 17-May-2022
Beginning with bliss kinetic
Magnetism in linear movement
Entwined with soma nectar ecstatic
Purring ignition renewal continual vibrant
Rapture then crystallises within organic form
Each cell of mind-body is centred in space
Rippleless peace neither cool nor warm
Fulcrum from where outpours grace
One with oneness in waking state
Both the manifest and space are one
Fullness in Absoluteness potent yet sedate
Presence melds with source of the central sun
Freedom beyond understanding of mind is ours
Magnetism assimilation, to a silent Om-hum
Beyond all opposites, inner being towers
Consciousness a flaming sensorium
***
Notes: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Om
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Our attention’s internalised,
wherein nothing is weighed or sized.
That that is, is magnetic heat,
enigmatic, thus not apprised.
Essence of presence is upbeat,
dancing carefree, to the love beat.
By thus being, we so become,
mist of bliss, no one can defeat.
Within our heart, resounds God’s drum,
accompanied by a bliss hum,
igniting form, from head to toe;
each node, heaven’s sensorium.
All being one, we have no foe.
There are no seeds we need to sow.
All that’s manifest, is but God,
as each life breath, He does bestow.
13-April-2022
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Rubaiyat
Our consciousness is resident in this here mind-body combine
Inner conflict ends, when head and heart meld, with love align
Erst fears and desires too, automatically fade away
No sooner we opt to make bliss divine our mainstay
All that remains is a deep yearning, as love for love does pine
Poised in the vast, vibrant void, in a time stretched continuum
Divine electricity benign, cleanses last traces of ego residuum
Mindful eye distils subtle cravings of our lower mind
Playfully celebrating life, succumbing not to it’s bind
Each in-form node, then thus transmuted as a bliss sensorium
08-March-2022
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Quintain (English)
By being, becoming
As of heart’s yearning
Drawing in by resonation
Myriad hues of love vibration
Osmotically percolating our form
Felt as elixirous bliss currents warm
Aligned with oneness, remains no other
What is, is a seamless joy continuum
Each body node, a bliss sensorium
Dispersing a sublime fragrance
Brightening heart’s radiance
Unending ignition renewal
We become the miracle
27-January-2022
Categories:
sensorium, heart, joy, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Flaming light in forehead aglow
On morn of today’s dawn
God’s grace sublime saying hello
Smiles midway through our yawn
Third eye sensorium
Now a wisdom fulcrum
Joins heart in body prism
Soul’s delight
Flaming light
02-January-2021
Quietus
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Pendulum fulcrum is so still
As periphery moves
Likewise thoughts distil, as voids fill
In divine entwined grooves
Nonchalant witness stance
Love with love in parlance
Gyrates in joyous dance
Bliss sensorium
Pendulum fulcrum
24-November-2021
Quietus
Categories:
sensorium, joy, love, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Both liberation and bondage
The touch of love and acts savage
Sensed at the centreless fulcrum
Where no mind-body battles rage
Our soul, in this here body prism
Once aligned with love, leaves no chasm
Nestled at God’s feet, bliss replete
Bliss bursts at our sensorium
Head melds with heart, at the love seat
Greeting each face we chance to meet
Truth dawns without aid of mirrors
Savouring soma nectar sweet
In joy imbibing bliss tremors
All are love and light reflectors
Luminous in the vibrant void
Delighting in bliss borne shivers
14-November-2021
Categories:
sensorium, joy, spiritual,
Form: Rubaiyat
Salutations to The Divine Mother
Who envelopes us in a bliss shower
God’s divine essence aglow in our heart
Innate aliveness enabling each breath to start
Effulgence of a thousand suns dispelling darkness
Entwining our mind-body to the That oneness
Moment to moment in a joy continuum
There remaining no ego residuum
Oh Mother! We are bemused by illusion
Senses externalised, desires beget delusion
Fallen from grace, we have forgotten our nature
Your fragrant touch alone restores our true stature
Awaken Mother, here in form, love and wisdom
May our consciousness rise to the sensorium
Dual polarities melding, illumining our soul
That bliss suffused, we again feel whole
09-November-2021
Inspired By A Translation Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Malabika Ray Choudhury
Notes: Gayatri mantra is a popular, age old prayer, in Sanskrit language. For literal translation please visit - https://medium.com/imeditation/gayatri-mantra-translation-word-by-word-meaning-in-english-547431a5d464
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Central column, energised void
It’s no in-form nadi
Staff of Hermes, is by love buoyed
Vibrant serenity
Blissful caress divine
All nodes within align
Under the oneness sign
Sensorium
Central column
03-November-2021
Quietus
Categories:
sensorium, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Here we are and here we begin
in silence, going in within
Images bemuse, so we be still
feeling bliss tingle on our skin
Voids within form begin to fill
Nectar divine does overspill
We imbibe bliss by magnetism
shaped gently, upon the anvil
Head and heart meld in body prism
Vibrant is our sensorium
Our heart stirs in joyous caper
cleansed of ego residuum
04-October-2021
Categories:
sensorium, silence, spiritual,
Form: Rubaiyat
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