Short Oscillates Poems

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Premium Member I Love You

Invincible

Love
Overcomes
Vacancy
Everlasting

Yearning
Oscillates
Understanding

Heidi Sands


10/4/19

Placed 2nd in the three word acrostic poetry contest.
Form: Acrostic


That Make Me Shy

When someone admires someone-
When the words of admiration-
And the sense of praise-
Are real one-
Without lies-
It oscillates a wave-
A wave of unseen effect-
Then there I say-
I feel shy-
(sami)
Form: Imagism

Premium Member Zen mode

attention oscillates to feel contrast 
it’s a unique offering of this earth realm
we see how dream forms spread their net
serpentine spirals that tend to overwhelm
we plunge in but don’t get our feet wet
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The High Road

events precipitate
deemed as irritants
by ignorant ego
but true self within
is joyous and aglow

attention oscillates
but soul has chosen
it becomes the flame
of bliss in renewal
heart’s claim to fame

Premium Member Zen mode

trapped in the open yet free within
our fickle attention oscillates
moment to moment 
we waver in indecision 
on where we choose to dwell
so invoking the power to bilocate
we opt to have the cake and eat it too


Premium Member Zen mode

awareness oscillates 
so renouncing ownership
resting both mind and senses
presence embraces vibrant stillness 

remaining therein untouched
save by divine magnetism 
as bliss in permanence 
is gently so enabled

For Me

FOR ME
I thank you for everything you have done for me
Life oscillates around our dream oh thee
Don't you know "To be or not to be"
Nothing we can do nothing we can see
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando November 25, 2016
© Hien Tran  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Hopeful

HOPEFUL
I am painting my soul the color of hopeful
Are you ready for the next life to be wonderful
Everything oscillates around the time thankful
Let's talk about love and hatred in the meaningful
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando December 19, 2016
© Hien Tran  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Be To Become

Tamasic slumber
While we are awake
Self hypnotic trance
Narrow ego view
A dead man walking

Recognition
The first small step
Then becoming
Follows with grace

Attention
Oscillates
Dark to light

In God 
We do

Trust

09-October-2020

Love Can Burn Down the World

LOVE CAN BURN DOWN THE WORLD
Love can burn down the world
It also can lift up everything that whirled
Time oscillates around the neck to be unfurled
We love each other in the universe of amazingly hurled
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando September 11, 2016
© Hien Tran  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Oscillating Attention

Even though we now know that we are not only the mind body from multiple direct oneness experiences, yet, on a moment to moment basis, attention oscillates, whilst yet in parallel blissfully aglow within, in an unbroken continuum. Assimilation awaits.

darkness shrouds darkness
yet it is futile to veil
luminous being 

18-December-2020
Form: Haibun

Premium Member Energised Void

The pendulum oscillates as ordained, with our attention following likewise, yet anchored in the void, pure and unstained, nonchalantly observing fall and rise of sensations, we neither weigh nor size. This play of life continues to renew, wherein presence wary of ego glue, remains centred in quiet detachment, irrespective of taste of offered brew, dwelling in bliss; aura luminescent. 03-August-2021
Form: Dizain

The milky way

Let me fly into the skies, 
Where the milky way lies.

Bed of stars hangs around,
Oscillates as merry- go -round.

Leaves one and enters into the other,
Just like stepping into a deep river.

Where to start and where to end,
What so ever but still looks pleasant.

Couldn't locate it's center and origin,
All ways look the same as the beginning.

Mysterious you are ,"I love and admire"
Sky looks happy to have you as its attire.

Premium Member The Caricature

Sun overhead
Our shadow is small
Heart heavy as lead
Back against a wall

Consciousness contracted
By believing that the caricature
Is us, magnificence subtracted
Crestfallen at our fallen stature

Within the bubble of illusion 
We take to be reality
Sleep walking in delusion 
We are our own casualty 

Observing our coordinates 
From a centred stance
As duality oscillates
We see our schizophrenic dance

In stillness

02-November-2020
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Flickering Awareness

Having been shown that we are living light, how may we assimilate this knowing in our mind-body with spherical sight, that in time stretched silence, we keep flowing, seeing clearly our inner light glowing? Encased in form, attention oscillates and so we languish outside heaven's gates. Flickering awareness is of no use, for the peace we felt, on earth plane abates, so we are still and let bliss beats seduce. 21-March-2023
Form: Dizain

Premium Member Fall From Grace

Our hypnotic stupor, cause of our fall from grace The flame flickers and our attention oscillates The ego offers mind endless puzzles to lace Deluded, rudderless heart then agitates Voice of soul, as conscience, negates When head and heart align The ego dies for we we feed it not As God-essence, for His love we pine Exiting serpentine pathways of narrow thought We thus regain freedom by non-doing self-taught 17-April-2022

Premium Member Who Am I

That we are cognisant at this moment, within this matrix, is all we are sure of, since even if it’s a dream, attention held in time quanta embraces and releases life’s pulse, being movement of objects in space-time. Knowing that our awareness oscillates, even dying out during deep sleep, we should not exist, yet we do, which compels us to infer, that form is an object and we are formless, feeling by touch, realm dual, here and now.
Form: Etheree

Skin and Bones

Skin ripping from bones
               slowly,
so slowly that it almost feels good.
Leaving no flesh on the carcass.

Bones creak
at their first breath of air,
while organs pulsate and throb
in their new found freedom,

all but the brain,
which struggles
in it's thick calcium crypt.

It oscillates and shivers
against solid walls,
as needed fluid
     seeps away,
through unnoticeable pores.
Floundering on the bottom of it's pool,
it drowns in the air filling it.

An Unnamed Poem For Love

I do not know the art of flirting, 
nor have I ever tempted an unripe flower, that is why 
I am alone,
But no one can reach even the grain
of my mad love, which is greater than any human being,
free, like the grass grown on its own, 
which oscillates in the wind and is as unknown 
as the Bile for the inanimate person…
And, when I say that she not only settled in my heart,
but she is beating inside me,
 means that I love her much more,
than a person, in particular 
can love you!...

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