Short Rispetto Poems
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Love is actually a mental illness
Bi-polar and life consuming
Breathes taken and eyes crying
until there is no more
Stabbing and gnawing pain in
the blackest darkest depths
until you are no more..
You are reborn anew..you
Dimension wave carry my charge
Tone to me minutes to wind
Triangle mines protect to roll
Crest'I of me speed of sun
Sphere ago I too flee
Windows too server on encrypti
Diamond to enlist my work
Almond to eat may to rise
I am safe in the arms of Jesus
Secure as I can be.
Satan's darts cannot harm me
In Jesus Christ I can flee.
His hands are underneath me
I need not slip or fall.
If He knows every hair of my head,
He knows my needs before I call.
in a bubble of unknowing
stupor we chose to celebrate
doing nothing gently flowing
feeling in-form chakras gyrate
renouncing thought of loss or gain
we invoked power of zero
thus breaking free of ego chain
in God’s eyes became a hero
Eureka bliss continuum,
explodes concepts our mind clings to,
which sans ego residuum,
enables rapture to renew.
Yet to get to, we must let go,
to feel God’s light within us grow,
simply making our touch gentle,
invoking bliss transcendental.
You may find your chances
Better taken with salt
Than making foolish advances
With only yourself to fault
Yet do not run from the unknown
Nothing reaped is begot from nothing sown
Nothing gained from nothing to give
Do not die before you live
I could change the world around me
I would begin by holding hands
With each new connection I feel
A surge of joy from other lands.
It is today with this I say
A worldly order we can play
Joining together we are one
Simple writing, Love has begun.
The ocean is his mistress
She has gotten under his skin.
He has changed his address
To the Gulf of Mexico. Can you imagine?
He has never wanted anything more
Than to live off shore.
He'll fish all day by radar
And lay out at night underneath the stars.
Blanket me with your presence
Love me today, my sweet
Let me bask in your essence
Make me feel complete.
I’ll give you all you desire
Starting from our love’s fire.
Drinking of each other’s wine
As I am yours and you are mine.
2 quatrains, abab, ccdd
The spiritual heart pulsates,
radiating potent power;
throb of rapture never abates,
drenching us in a bliss shower.
Having discarded thought flow crutch,
we now imbibe God’s love by touch,
who calls to us and we respond,
forging with Him a childlike bond.
Wisdom scriptures speak of imbibed,
simply being unresistant
and as bliss on heart is inscribed,
God’s light no longer seems distant.
As bliss burns in mind-body urn,
pristine presence awaits its turn
to assimilate the knowing,
doing nothing, gently flowing.
What is the source the lights the sun
and guides each planet’s rotation,
whose grace only by love is won
and is cause of all creation?
How may the created know Him,
with touch feeble, intellect dim,
unless with His love we entwine
and rising thus become divine?
Clinging not to hope or despair,
joyous in life as it appears,
as pure awareness, self-aware,
we’re free from both desires and fears.
Frolicking carefree in the void,
no longer by ego decoyed,
we are a mist that has no name,
throb of bliss is our claim to fame.
It’s not as though we lost our cool
without any reason at all;
the unschooled should follow this rule:
no smoking’s allowed in the hall.
Others may call it a defect
but it’s the butterfly effect,
against which fragile lungs protest
and smokers, we speak not in jest.
Celebrate fall, celebrate rise,
for it is after all, a game
over before ink of heart dries,
so let’s fulfil here now soul’s aim.
The times’ now to give love a nod,
entering cave of heart unshod,
transformed therein as living light,
pulsating with joy, day and night.
If we are here and God out there,
organic form should be inert
but since His breath makes us aware,
is how bliss beats within us spurt.
It’s clear that ego’s our fault line,
corrected when head-heart align
and no sooner we disappear,
the truth of oneness becomes clear.
There’s nothing we do, save receive,
outpouring of God’s grace sublime,
as magnetism does, bliss web weave,
ensuring we heavenward climb.
As we strive, struggle and endure,
making heart pure, the only cure,
on our part giving love our nod,
leaving all outcomes up to God.
Innocence cares not for gender
or for status, colour and age,
its childlike vibrancy tender,
healing all souls on the world stage.
Why do we let fear interfere,
with bliss within that yearns to spear,
each pore of form with love sublime,
as the gong of God sounds a chime?
From the void, we look at our form;
thus in-breath becomes the out-breath.
We are empty, yet feel the storm,
caused by bliss currents healing meth.
When asked to do a mundane task,
we continue in bliss to bask.
God’s magnetism within at play,
caresses us by night and day.
We do nothing and yet we feel
the third eye and our crown entwine;
rapturous joy that holds appeal,
that makes our soul on earth divine.
Vibrant emptiness paves the way,
to garner bliss that’s here to stay,
day after day, transforming form,
in benign currents, cool and warm.
QUIETUDE
A pervasive state of stillness and calm
Respectful silence is maintained
No risk of anyone coming to harm
A sense of relaxation gained
Breathe deeply and it will begin
A quiet state both outside and in
Allows for gentle contemplation
A natural flow of inspiration
Eddy currents flow within form,
accompanied by bliss nectar,
bringing with it mists cool and warm,
piercing every body vector.
Having relinquished thought flow crutch,
we imbibe direct truth by touch,
breath by breath, embracing God’s light,
as heightens within, bliss delight.
Each monk who saw, asked us to thaw,
feral instinct that’s self-serving,
observing love’s the only law,
of which each soul is deserving.
Such is the path that scriptures teach,
affirming God is within reach,
for which our heart needs to transform,
imbibing bliss magnetism warm.
Love’s entreaty sans insistence,
bliss fragrance wafting through the air,
seeks to erase from hearts distance,
embracing all who choose to pair.
Vaporised presence, a bliss mist,
flows freely with no to do list,
luminous, joyous, self-aware,
spreading love and light everywhere.
It’s enough to know that we’re not
merely this feeble body-mind
bemused by desires and fear fraught,
floundering through life, as though blind.
Since we don’t exist, who are we?
What’s the truth that will set us free?
Ceasing thinking, begin feeling,
caress of love, so appealing.