Spaceless Poems | Examples

Lotus Spins

A sitting takes me to an attic of raw light
bestowing  quiet glow for travelers
unyielding to a precise compass
of direction, a spaceless space nourished as it
were, losing the self to Bodhi-like clouds
and nomadic lotus spins.
 I release this soul buried 
in the kundalini to a congregation 
of ambient tunes saying nothing,
taking flight unto a hymn of
unknown center , balanced
and steadily grounded--
no more weight or cities divided
united by forms of  one core,

My malleable flesh dissolving into tiny
breaths; it  floats with  grace 
ascending the next chi
as I go deep, deeper..high, higher
until this my body- mind- spirit marries
in a ceremony of quietude,
the airiness of journeying
through this unshaped season 
fed by something
unbidden in my life so blessed:

I step outside my body, somewhere,
without a trace that lightbeams 
expand my journey to higher dimension 

searching for a mantra of stars....

Cosmic Dust Storm

*~)~*
dwarf stars
dance on 
angelic
heads
--(--
:
((-o!* ))--(( *!o-)
beyond }{ dnoyeb
above  evoba
(mindless merciless movement
moving merciful mind)
…>-((!!...
sailing on solar wind
walking on lunar souls
…!!))-
erasing ironic eons
egesting iconic ions
 (flowing ~ crying ~ sighing)
/>__/
dark space going
space going dark
spaceless ~ timeless
isless
is
less
…
there you I me 
:
frozen ghosts
((((((:::))))))
ghostly frost
~|~|~*(---)*~|~|~|
 winternocturne  :….:
    :….: enrutconretniw 
\\*!*//
!))i*c*e((!
 galactic ruins
cosmic runes
…
me I you where
:
--(--
headless
angels
dance on 
dwarf stars
*~)~*

Tis a Formulation

To formulate an idea
To regulate your behaviors to accommodate
another's ideas
..opinions....emotions...hungers...needs
spacial requirements and time
is harder than one would theoretically imagine
when and while writing the fairytale novel 
of one's own beating repeating pulsing craving ravenous immortal timeless spaceless supernatural 
heartbeat

Asu

Painted pictures portraying my inner evils. 
Been tryna raise to steeple, 
but these demons got thoughts lethal. 
Headless figure see through 
apparently not creature people. 
I search for quick escapes cuz Casper's friends not so peaceful. 
Goblins hollerings like sirens 
put my palms on top of eyelids. 
In the darkness, nights asylum, 
witches brooming laughing gliding. I just wanna see horizons, 
hopes & prayers sent through cryings. 
Open eyes to infants dying, 
lying drenched in crimson's tide dim 
lights of starry skies 
as I witness stars uprise. 
I rock & shake from side to side 
as my heart tries to confine 
itself in spaceless 'mounts of time 
where the sun did always shine. 
But as the times unwind. 
I find my spirit on decline. 
& I anti my divine. 
As I fall to horrors shrine.

January 22, 2019

The Landscape At the Distance

Occasionally in a yard,
You were the focused scene
Library, high wall, green tree and lawn included,
As the spaceless view.
I desired to shoot this landscape
But the shutter of emotions
Missed that very moment.
In my heart, you became 
The blank film.
I should have taken a photograph of it again
However I lost its focal length.
The changed landscape
Far away
Turned into
A poetic distance.

My Destruction

In the mirage of your eyes I see my destruction,
In the maze of your deceptive dunes I still enter
Enticed, I can’t resist your seductive attraction,
My collapsed orbit finds you at its ruined centre.

In the maze of your deceptive dunes I still enter,
I don’t know where I’m or where I’m meant to be,
My collapsed orbit finds you at its ruined centre
I disintegrate in a dismal heap of derelict debris.

I don’t know where I’m or where I’m meant to be,
Try to find a virtual place in your spaceless heart
I disintegrate in a dismal heap of derelict debris, 
You’re happy blowing away in the wind my dust.

Try to find a virtual place in your spaceless heart
Like a dry leaf I scramble and crumple in the air,
You’re happy blowing away in the wind my dust
In desert storm beyond the horizon I’d disappear.

Like a dry leaf I scramble and crumple in the air
Enticed, I can’t resist your seductive attraction,
In desert storm beyond the horizon I’d disappear,
In the mirage of your eyes I see my destruction.

April 29, 2018
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Whatever Remains

After the unreached future burns whatever remains
In the unseen ashes to unknown heights it flies away.

After the disowned image fades whatever remains
On the deserted wings to desolate sky it flies away.

After the shapeless shadow floats whatever remains
In the distant clouds as dissolved memory it melts away.

After the inevitable emptiness forms whatever remains
From the spaceless hearts to the oblivion it drifts away.

After the destined time terminates whatever remains
With the eternal time to its undefined edge it runs away.

After the mortal existence ends whatever remains
To the supreme soul waiting somewhere it goes away.

December 25, 2017.

When She Comes

When she comes...
Hold yours close
For Hell froze over
and Heaven be a spaceless nothing


11/29/'15

Poets and Readers

"The secrecy chamber of poets which untold"

When do the soul of poets sincerely revealed?
Reversed to their silent words
Reversed to the colors of their worlds
Spineless, spaceless, beautifully saved behind the shapes of those letters

Could you sense?
When the rage prevailed and the turbulence weaved the wounds?
Or when their world raised and lived like there were two moons?
Infinite thoughts brought the beauty patterns of their spectrums 

When the soul of poets sincerely revealed
Would you flee from the essence? 
Or just pretend like you don't care?
Will you be true?

Questions took their queues
The row of answers await behind the backbone of mystery
Chased the essence of each poetry
The readers are the King, the privilege of judge may on their grip 

But we are the weavers, 
Any-who may join on comfort
Welcome to the blanket of our warmth

The Gift of Wind

winding scarves on my face
blowing air through my skin
skirting around my legs searching
in my soul rooting out the pegs
of memory of other winds of
time    spaceless    nameless
places and scenes that are
past and gone lifted up out of
sorrow far away gone  gone
long gone free with the wind

Tom the Tramp's Space/Time Continuum

This wandering planet travels
Through timeless time and
Spaceless space
This wonderous world
Home to the human race

Teeming with life-forms
of countless kind
Surely to impress
the most skeptic mind

Creatures flying through the atmosphere
Creatures crawling on the ground
Countless creatures swimming in the deep sea,
Those that burrow beneath the the earth
Or walk like you and me

As we swiftly traverse
The multiple-universe
and wonder what will be
Ahead for you and me...

If i had a saucer
to travel well beyond the sky
And searched for eons looking
Perhaps I'd find out why

This "arrow of time" they say
Has no reason it can't reverse
If time is really real, I mean
Right now it's but a guess

How marvelous it would be
to travel admidst the stars..
and be the first to see
beyond the earth or mars

Just to seek encounter
With other life I'm sure
Much like we on earth
Have continued to endure

What secrets would we learn
What wonders before our eye
Would touch our hearts and minds
Before our race may die

All I know for sure,
Or trust in God he may
Allow us to achieve this goal
on some far far future day.

Listen

Listen, you are being shaped by God.
It is not easy--but it will not leave:
This push, from inside you.
The crickets in the darkness of the cave.
The sand kicked up across the sun.
That cold beer even,
The stillness of metal.

So listen to the beat of the hearts of men and
Listen to the roll and crash of waves and
Listen, when spaceless,
For the sound beyond the unhinged door.

Wonder To Conquer

Let me walk in a path, charming welcome 
Without surging, disperse in time to annihilate
Rakes with shadow in speed, “raks” in crushing limit
Left to matter will it be well define in spaceless dream
Unrevealed   discrepancy   boil in pot shifts in wonder 
Eternal magic disper  time of silhouette as oversight
Matter has conjugate above and beyond  flush foul play
Conquer to past in present bound to unknown future

The Creep

The Creep


He, speekled dreams as if the blackness of Closed eyelids were from 
spaceless places.
You can name everytime he would wake or listen.
Walking so closely to something in dreams 
Hairs on my head would turn...
And then walking as I though I was wide awake, was the growl and noise of 
someone that looked like him.
Glarring with eyes, not within a soul...
 Thoughts we to be wished away 

It was the heart, the very center of the time
That made his meaning full and rich and wine.
It was the aweful reaching hand that made me think of him 
One the first day I went to school and learned was love is.
I remember shunning the thing and makin it null and void but when I 
remembered how I cried...I think I knew what love was.

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