Unendingly Poems | Examples

It Will Always Rain on Me

It will always rain on me in all seasons. 
Seasons jacketing me with dust, 
Dust mostly from the dry season to absorb my hope.

Hope fractured in different ways in time, 
Time unendingly discoloring my soul. 
Soul trying to resist by pleading for light.

Light that kills darkness but dies in startling grief. 
Grief that mostly engraves my title. 
Tittle mirroring it will always rain on me but is lost to the wind.

Wind screaming through forms of pain. 
Pain that hurts my brain and heart but bastes my skin, 
Skin that wears signs it will always rain on me.

Poem by N. Mugisho

Ego

Is it an eternal furnace of coal?
Is it the murky dark night of my soul?
Is it a fathomlessly hollow well?
Is my ego as perilous as hell?

Is it power and strength in their fullness?
Is it existence in its absurdness?
From this coffin, could I ever return?
Herein, would I perpetually burn?

Are days in ego unendingly nights?
Does affliction, herein, like serpents, bites?
Is it the inner self's whirlpooling sea?
Is it an insidious trap in me?

I muse on ego and find no retort.
I find no way out of this self-built fort.

Abstain's Scion

As I wander across the arid dunes
Singing along, stringing along the ghastly glacial tunes
Sinking in the sands of debility
Saddled on a ride filled with sanguinity
Pondering, contemplating, despairing
Again, something is missing

Losing my touch as I bask in unfulfillment
Treasuring countless, meaningless sentiment
Albeit freedom-sworn, forever I am imprisoned
Locked behind those mourns of the damned
Days fly, and keep flying, freezing this ever old tale
The pained, unchanging currents never stopped, my heart too shall never settle

The nightly howls never halted, my eyes open unendingly

Ache

I am sick with want
a hand to touch 
a kiss to hold
an ache for something
old as time, but new and
blooming. 

To feel my teeth against 
teeth
To laugh at how simple
falling in love is

To love, stupid fumbling
love, unendingly
to open my heart

Zen mode

humming, purring, ignition renewal
grips us in time stretched silence
reverberating thus unendingly
magically and enigmatically 

nothing need be done
all is well

Zen mode

today it is the turn
of the tip of our nose
to take up pole position
no node is higher or lower
all act as a seamless whole
as magnetism becomes subtler
although there remains no seeking
it cannot be denied identity celebrates
benedictions of grace enlivening our form
as the dance of delight continues unendingly

meanwhile a gentle warmth spreads in our heart 
touch of God as He cradles soul in His loving arms

Iridescent luminescence

Power to invoke aesthetic delight,
is found in cave of heart, betwixt bliss beats,
teleporting soul to zenith like height,
love’s refrain that unendingly repeats.

Subtler than the subtlest scent to us known,
God’s elixir sublime enlivens form,
revealing deep truths, to us alone known,
soothed by magnetised mists, both cool and warm.

Slowing down life’s pace, we garner God’s grace,
felt as light radiating from our core,
holding pristine presence in close embrace,
bliss that leaves heart begging for an encore.

In timeless time as we become the flame,
endless bliss rapture is our claim to fame.

Love

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love.”
  ~ Sophocles, Greek Poet 


Love lotus within toroidal heart blooms,
effusing a blissful effervescence,
ignition that unendingly resumes,
revealing that light is soul’s quintessence,
which if we embrace, rapture within zooms
and we imbibe fragrance of truth’s essence.

The nectar of pure bliss flows through our veins
and bliss is the highest octave of love,
divine magnetism that cleanses soul’s stains,
provided head and heart act hand in glove,
free from pain inflicted by ego’s chains,
invoking God’s grace that pours from above.

God is love and light, dwelling in our heart ~
Each breath sees therein, bliss ignition start

Zen mode

inner conflict ends
when there be no seeking
bliss unendingly renews within
because there’s no energy leaking

the seeker who sought has disappeared 
all that there is, is presence aware
in equipoise by day and night
dancing with nary a care

Wind

I spring alone with forgotten memories and shattered letters, I waltz through every landscape, I leap unendingly, sprinkling imprints of my fondness as rippled dunes and filtered secrets. I am passion and chaos, beauty and power, I jog in hair ice and frost flowers, stroking my lover jealous. I pour out shields of ideas and inspirations, gently on your soul when I fondle through her arms. And when we clash, I become a dust devil, I swirl like Turnado in heights splashing debris into your eyes leading to tumultuous storms.

Height of vanity

So many teachers, each affirming their view,
makes us smile, for these folks see not ego’s guile,
shape-shifting scripts that unendingly renew
belief we adopt and then flaunt as our style.
In truth the seeker who seeks does not exist,
thus as long as there remains a to do list,
we remain confined to this life pulse dual,
trapped in delusion of a thought form whirlpool.

Satchitananda

“when that that never was dies ~
consciousness flies to new highs”


we walk on a lonely road
alone in the midst of a crowd
each soul trudges under a heavy cross
fake smiles camouflaging destiny’s dark shroud

we seek solace but there’s no safety in numbers
inane game of one-upmanship now dreary 
heads or tails, either way we lose
our bones have grown weary

from dark dungeons of despair
where fear of freedom has us bound
we beseech the gods in far away heavens
to show us the way how ethereal bliss may be found

our entreaty unanswered, we find ourself again alone 
with all hope lost, we cease to struggle and strive
turning attention inward in the void of silence
we find within our heart a divine bliss hive

as affirmed in all the ancient scriptures 
we recognise we are love and bliss and light
unbound is our delight beholding our true essence
self-existent light, pulsating unendingly by day and night

My Heart As Vast As the Sea

My Heart as Vast as The Sea

You remind me of a Love that expands almost unendingly
My heart had longed for such peace for the longest of times
I'm taken to Heaven and back above the Ocean by your kindness
And a vicissitudeness is avoided by your constant warm embraces
Thank you very much my friend
And I whole heartedly mean that.

Kundalini - Divine Mother

Kundalini - Divine Mother

Forged from earth’s crust, we are but dust
Deluded heart, enslaved by lust
We flounder about, incomplete
Till spurred by kundalini’s thrust

Ego’s ways lead but to defeat
Best we surrender at God’s feet
Emptiness within magnetised
Dancing to the divine bliss beat

False mind dies, nothing’s weighed or sized
In timeless time, God’s realised
Heart’s living light, essence of soul
In Holy Spirit’s stream baptised 

As we gently enact life role
Divine Mother’s touch makes us whole
The gist is this, cease to resist
Making God-connect, our sole goal

Open heart and an unclenched fist
Transmutes us here, as a love mist
Boundaries blur, nodes within stir 
Bliss beats unendingly persist 

11-May-2022

HMS, Rhymezone 

Rubaiyat Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet 

Notes: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini

Cosmic Dance

Dynamic interplay
Worlds within worlds
Manifest geometric fluidity
Within designated boundaries
Correspondent to vibrations
At play in the spectrum 
Activated by magnetism 
Wherein the polarities orbit
The fulcrum of creation
Brought forth by will
Propelled by desire
To distil love’s essence
Allowing ripples in motion 
At play in the vast vibrant void
Reflecting prismatic hues
Of pangs of separation 
Seductive climax of union
Like a clap of silent thunder
Time stretched bliss explosion 
Cascading thus unendingly
Waves lapping the shore
To our heart’s delight

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