You are now dead, but
still in my head.
What should I do?
You kind of reflect in my eyes
when I close my lids.
The deceased can't talk, but you do in my ears.
What's happening? It's so weird.
My throat gets dry when I swear
I will let throw you out from my brain.
My veins throb when I say, 'I don't want you.'
Is this a video game or someone playing a prank?
Am I brave that I still battle with a soul?
Or will I find peace, or will it shatter me into pieces?
Tickling each tissue
Of my tender heart
This throb of
My thirst for you
Teases me
And tears me apart
Dewdrops Throb
One misty dawn a rose was kissed
The kiss of love, full flush
In magic of a morning tryst
Her joyful soul became bewitched
On her face shone a scarlet blush
Dewdrops from her eyes rush.
Rose tells her secrets to the trees
She knows they understand
Praying down on her bended knees
That the love she’d found never leaves
Asks God to lend His helping hand
Dewdrops from heaven land.
Tears that come from deep devotion
For the one of her dreams
He is her poetry potion
Healer of inner commotion
Inside her spirit glows in beams
Dewdrops slide down in streams.
The rose pirouettes all day long
Dancing for joy and love
Singing to her favourite song
A choir of birds chirping along
Busy bees buzzing o’er foxglove
Dewdrops throb high above.
* * *
19th June 2022
Dewdrops Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Angel L Villanueva
Bliss throb heightens, as we look on
Awareness self-aware
Each moment die and are reborn
For life, nary a care
Our attachments recede
To God, our will we cede
Erst ferality weed
Aura brightens
Bliss throb heightens
24-August-2021
Quietus
Bliss throb rising, our form enveloping
Unbound is joy, in dance of innocence
Delighting benign currents cascading
Mindful cognisance of subtle nuance
Inner balance, invokes divine cadence
Nodes within aligning, love caressing
Grace essence felt by inner sentience
Bliss throb rising, our form enveloping
Heart inviting, magnetism delighting
Egos penance, this carefree dalliance
All embracing, smiling child so playing
Unbound is joy, in dance of innocence
Heavenly fragrance, fortifies patience
Accepting our life force slowly ebbing
Erect stance reveals its luminescence
Delighting benign currents cascading
No doing needed, on earth journeying
Save stillness and silence continuance
Fickle fears ceasing, fearlessly flowing
Mindful cognisance of subtle nuance
Divine effervescence, our quintessence
We are here for loving, giving, growing
Lower mind urges, keep at a distance
Trusting Gods touch, allowing enabling
Bliss throb rising
03-July-2021
the sound of silence echoes more...
than all the noise of loud uproar
Date: 04/26/2021
Submitted for: Paradox of Life Poetry Contest
Sponsor: JCB Brul
I write upon my soul, imprinting my desire,
birthing thereby, karmic cause and effect;
this truth veiled, during earth visit,
due ego delusion,
manifest as belief of my separateness,
leading to cyclic joy and suffering.
In silence and stillness, consciousness discerning
underlying cause of stuporousness,
as my thought borne agitation,
of habits that persist.
No sooner my flaw within, I did so detect,
consigned ego to the funeral pyre.
Thought rested, ego faded, heart was yet afire,
love enabled, divine aligned, stance erect,
transcending lower mind limit,
in void of cessation,
myself abiding in self-aware awareness,
ensconced by throb of bliss scintillating.
28-January-2021
My Invented Form - I Write Upon Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Syllables 12/10/8/6/12/10 format: abcdef fedcba abcdef
Poem beginning with ‘I write upon ...’
Syllable, grammar check - PS
(word ‘stuporousness’ verified https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/stuporousness)
Hermit! Embrace, hold and release with ease
Allow vibrant bliss within to renew
Flowing with nonchalance; a gentle breeze
Hermit! Embrace, hold and release with ease
Recognise ego as cause of disease
Each moment pristine, like the morning dew
Hermit! Embrace, hold and release with ease
Allow vibrant bliss within to renew
17-January-2021
Beat about the bush no more, oh hermit!
Listen to the voice of silence within.
Ignition in renewal, pulse perfect!
Simply go in! Rest imagination.
Shed off oh hermit, all inhibition!
Thirst for God connect, is all that it takes.
Handle all ego urges, which calm shake.
Rely always on divine assistance.
Opt for love alone and ego forsake.
Be free and joyous in divine parlance.
03-December-2020
(Acrostic Dizain)
Joy,
Sorrow;
Both cyclic,
As is all else
In the external.
Simple recognition
Of a pulse in renewal,
An open secret in plain sight,
Compelling us to explore within:
Inner sound current, divine light and bliss.
The pathless path thus begins with a thirst,
To see the truth clearly in plain sight.
Resting instruments external,
Distilled attention flowing,
Devoid of resistance,
We go in within
In surrender,
To behold
Vibrant
Bliss.
20-October-2020
The energy path of tantra is direct and unapologetic, as also unmistakable. Thought rested, we vividly feel within, soma nectar navigating an esoteric path of its choosing through hidden nadis within our energy grid. Upon union of polarities at the heart centre, a magnetic bliss ignition renews unendingly within the central Sushumna channel. Each lifetron stands independent, collaborating with all in a beauteous dance divine. Give it any name but we are no longer the same.
Electricity
Vivifies form day and night
Captive to delight
15-October-2020
Spiralling around in pattered grooves
Oblivious to throb of bliss that within renews
Immersed in delusion discontent
Strangely yet hoping on for happiness permanent
Go in oh hermit into the heart
In bliss as ignition within each moment restarts
30-September-2020
Heart Throb
I slurped at the buttery sauce.
It dribbled corner to corner.
I said “Serve it at bed
With fatty pork and bread-
And hide it from the coroner!”
8/29/2020
edited 9/02/2020
Delusion being merely stagnation by indulgence in narrow cravings of the ego, which once we forgo by polarity rotation of awareness energised attention, our unclinging stance of free flowing innocence, vitalises & rejuvenates the core of our being in stillness sedate.
Spake the Kybalion
Ancient Hermetic wisdom
Flow with the current
15-August-2020
Love not a doing
Compassion calculates not
Gentle breeze flowing
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