Short Epicentre Poems
Short Epicentre Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Epicentre by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Epicentre by length and keyword.
when each electron of space be the centre
wherefrom bliss playfully does so canter
from each pore we feel nectar enter
omnipresent is love’s epicentre
The road
is
Death's open yawn
epicentre
of strange treaties-
mist of starched martyrs
in trajectory's startled
steep,
mangled contortions
in frozen screams
disappearing, becoming a dot
an undetectable epicentre
to become the portal
wherefrom flows emanation
I Am the one and I Am the two
poised in perfect brilliant stillness
15-April-2023
the words we pen
offers not the taste
of that moment zen
now soul’s template
we write anyway
wishing to share
emotes of a sun ray
kissing life as a dare
we know not where
lies epicentre of bliss
yet heart is aware
our being is all of this
waiting in the hush of a distant summer sun
for time to linger frame by frame as it sets
wanting to stretch it to the outer limits
surreal as colour by colour
piece by piece i construct
my world with you at its epicentre
AP: 1st place 2025
Expanding epicentre,
where no ripples may enter,
yet humming with potential,
inviting God’s miracle;
tranquil therein, in stillness,
atop waves of blissfulness,
we are as we are, complete;
essence of presence, upbeat.
24-March-2022
Bliss epicentre knows no time
All is God-consciousness
All that is, is love chime sublime
Pulse of our awareness
Call bliss by any name
We’re no longer the same
Soul-connect, our sole aim
God is our mentor
Bliss epicentre
18-February-2022
Quietus
both toroidal heart and spacial forehead
align with supine spine standing erect
that all nodes of form with bliss beats thus wed
no longer in dungeons of fear shipwrecked
radiating joy as God does direct
that with fullness in emptiness the norm
we’re the epicentre of love’s bliss storm
Radiance spreads, God’s got our back
Heart, the epicentre
There remains, no feeling of lack
For He is our mentor
Stillness slow, gentle flow
Heart gentle and mellow
Each node within aglow
Thus bliss pulse treads
Radiance spreads
25-February-2022
Quietus
At the epicentre
within our heart
as love canters
ignition restarts
As the cogniser
of the current
soma we savour
to hearts content
Throb of silence
one hand clapping
yawn in innocence
electricity vivifying
Ceasing to resist
in total surrender
we as a bliss mist
at ourself wonder
06-September-2020
with the staff of power illuminated
a flame that surges forth from our very core
dance of vibrance signals heart is elated
as all nodes within form thus begin to soar
the truth of Self within us so created
osmotically penetrates every pore
that eternal presence anchored in this form
becomes the epicentre of God’s bliss storm
beyond labels, appearances and forms
as the epicentre of each vibration
motionless yet animated
omnipresent across all of creation
caress tender, tremulous heart warms
we are both the stillness and movement
we are the one and we are the two
as the light that lights all lights
bliss vibrancy continues to renew
unending process of soul’s improvement
the central vein pulsates
epicentre everywhere
radial pull magnetic
fixates attention
in its radiance
enlivening form
in a play enigmatic
known to us and us alone
the only clue offered by us
is when we clench eyes
as a reflex reaction
to rumbling bliss thunder
reverberating endlessly within
what matters labels now
we are and feel complete
A light feathery caress
Magnetic bliss electricity
Epicentre is along our spine
Sends form into a joyous spasm
In delight we witness the dance divine
One with Oneness, encompassing all space
From all-ness of no-thingness we look in
Mind-body responds in playfulness
With nary a trace of resistance
Simply radiating blissfulness
18-October-2022
osmotic penetration so gentle
of mists divine in body temple
we feel rapture in slow motion
of thunder without commotion
caress sublime under our skin
surging thus from deep within
today aflame are frontal lobes
that we feel magnetic strobes
whose epicentre is everywhere
as form and void choose to pair
in midst of bubbles of pure bliss
bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss
Stood in the nothing
From it epicentre
waves of nothingness
stretch and devour
Seconds sift through time
minutes mature and die
and hours grasp at life
Distracted by the lives of others
and immersed in the end
The ill wind blows from laboured breath
Never got the act together
as the partner always judges
Locked inside the star
diminished for none to see
burning so dark
Stood in the nothing
In a quiescent heart, no thoughts arise,
whence although no doubt we dwell in this form,
each life breath then is imbibed in surprise
and as the epicentre of love’s storm,
we’re transfixed in bliss currents cool and warm.
Employing power of bilocation,
we entwine with all of God’s creation,
without any need for us to rehearse,
each heartbeat a joyous celebration,
for we’re one with the entire universe.
I knew my heart had been set alight with passion,
that memorable day I cast my very eyes on thee.
Your slightest rebuff to my endless advances
would pose a more formidable challenge to me
than Europe's invincible combined vast army.
The day you unlocked the sealed entrance to thine heart,
was like opening the world's palatial epicentre.
The access you gave me to your love's citadel,
was like the lofty achievement of a world conquest.
Form:
Each node a bliss epicentre,
standing erect without support,
wherefrom grace bestowed does enter,
each pore of form love’s docking port.
The void holds us in warm embrace,
shimmering due to bliss rapture
as we see clearly, by God’s grace,
a knowing mind cannot capture.
We go where our attention flows
and as such we are everywhere
but it’s in stillness where thought slows,
we truly become self-aware.
The words we speak, are so offered,
as the boons upon us conferred.
Divine Mother’s grace
Holds us in tender embrace
Being God’s energy transmission
Felt within as rapturous bliss ignition
That all ego veils of ignorance drop away
And attention internalised, we cease to sway
What happens then is this: transfixed in bliss
Ego identity recedes; we see truth as it is
Our true self shines as God’s living light
Reinforced by bliss by day and night
That we assimilate it within form
As the epicentre of this storm
14-May-2023
Rose,
The morn is bright
and fair,
and so art thou.
Good Lord! when
shall my envy
cease, for he that loveth thee?
My convincing love words
will never be exhausted
until your highly sought
after hand in marriage I have won.
Contenders from the east, west,
north and south of France
line up by day just for your
consent to seek.
But just as dauntless, relentless
and resilient in battle I have been,
so will I be in my struggle
with these contenders
for your heart's epicentre.