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Seeds of Destruction

I look through this turmoil,
Through the shuttered pieces, 
Broken mirrors that bear dented images,
Beyond the crumbled walls,
Wretched foundations that once stood tall.
I look through the darkness, 
Through the shadows cast in fear.
From here where I stand,
I see all.....
I can smell the stench of destruction,
I can still sense the wrath, 
I can still hear the cursing voices,
The wailing of embattled souls, 
Souls ruthlessly strip off their breath,
Now in jeopardy;in limbo,
In a dark valley,the bottomless pit
Consumed,approaching the fangs of hell.

I see through the ruins,
Through the dark smoke from the burning rubble,
Through the lifeless bodies.
The wind randomly blowing,
From my eyes,tears dripping,
Now I can see......clearly,
Now I remember....
I recall the seeds  planted,
Upon this land once full of life,
Seeds of hatred;greed;selfishness,
Seeds of chaos and conflict,
Seeds watered with blood,
Now ripened fruits,
Fruits of pain;destruction;revenge,
Death;famine;disease,
Bitter fruits that taste of sour blood,
Fruits of self inflicted misery........ 
Fruits that have wiped out the souls that planted them.

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Knowledge

Knowledge precedes any experience,
 Knowledge inspires right action,
 Guides the heart,liberates the mind,
 To know is to see;clearly;profoundly,
 The clarity of thought;vision;intention,
 To know is to be aware of a subject,
 To understand the nature of an object,
 To master the contents of a subject;of an object,
 To radiate with certainty.
 In knowledge,dwells neither fear nor worry,
 Guilt and doubt prevail not,
 Knowledge unlocks all possibilities,
 Lays out the path to wisdom,
 Rips apart the veil that blinds and enslaves,
 Revealing any concealed authority.
 But above all; Self knowledge,
 In self knowledge,
 Lies the source of all knowledge,
 The knowledge to eternal freedom,
 The knowledge that is the root of all experience.
 
by Thechaz

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Poetic Realm

Poets dwell in a realm beyond,
Beyond time,beyond thought,
A realm of inspiration,
Only accessed through imagination.
Like stars we shine eternally,untampered by dominions,
Like rains we ceaselessly fall,without seasons,
Like invisible wheels,
We spin infinitely,through creation,
Weaving nests of knowledge
In silence we put pen to paper,
Painting images through words,
Crafting words that penetrate every heart,
Sounding prophecies that unfold.
We are yet the wind being a ghost,
Timeless beings of the sun.

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The Mental Dimension

This mind,
Always engaged,
Always in endless chatters,
Formulating thoughts,
wandering, calculating,
Analysing,predicting....
Worrying,referring,wishfully thinking.
Desiring,liking,disliking,
Is never pleased,
Always in need,
Of this,of that
I have this,
But  iwant that,
I prefer this to that.

This mind,
Shapes circumstances,,
This mind,
Manifests  reality,
This mind,
Should be a creative tool,
Not a room for clutter,
Tame the mind,
Empty all unnecessary content,
Slay its wandering nature,
Refrain from worry,
From fear,
 Of the unknown,
Of the known,
Tame this mind,perfect this mind,
This,the ultimate task in life,
For all is in the mind,
For all is min

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The Night's World

In the innocence of the night,
 Amidst the calm;the silence,
 Plays a smooth tune,
 Listen; its soothing, friendly,
 
A harmonious melody,
 In  whispering tone,
 It  comes……and goes,
 


Yet its steady;content;rhythmic ,
 Like an ancient flute,
 Like a humming bird,
 As humble as the violin,
 It brings back treasured memories,
 Memories that linger more often than not.
 
The night sky,
 A piece of art,
 A magnificent gallery,
 A unique display,
 Takes all breath away.
 The stars ever decorative,
 The moon’s glare ever innovative.
 The swift breeze;
 Its tender caress,
 Find comfort in the night,
 Feel its magical embrace.

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My Love

My love is of a rare kind,
Her beauty mesmerizing,
Her charm intoxicating!!!!,
She is  fair as tended roses,
As Fresh as the morning dew.
She is a sanctuary of love,
A love;pure,unconditional,
The love found in places beyond reach.
Her eyes fiery,
Her touch magical,
Her gaze torches  my heart with flames of desire.
She is a manifestation of the divine feminine,
A heavenly being on an earthly voyage.
 
Her hair falls along her neck like a jewel,
And fitted Upon her neck is a priceless jewel!!,,
From her skin,Oozes a deep;rich fragrance,
Her hips sway hypnotically,
Such a magnificent display!!! 
Every night,she welcomes me with kisses,
As I enter our sacred nest of love.
Dancing seductively, she encircles my being,
A grand ritual that casts a sexual spell,
Upon me it injects an illicit  dose of intimacy,
As the night matures, 
She persistently administers her seductive ways,
Torturing me with charm and affection!
My soul thirsts for her nourishment,
As the waves of desire topple me over,
I surrender to her sacred invitation.
Our souls entangle,fused together by love,
Deeper,we dissolve in each other's world,
As we experience the magic that creates life.....

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How It Is

Its not about  right or wrong,
Its about what is and what comes,
Its about cause,
Of which follows the effect,
Action.....reaction,
It is because it is "made" to be,
Not because it was "meant" to be.

There's no predestination,
All actions follow thought,
Every choice bears results,
Consequences,circumstances,
There no accidents,
For the universe is not random,
Yet it is an ocean of possibilities,
Infinite probabilities.

Everyone  gets what they deserve,
Each one is an active participant,
An important piece of this puzzle,
In this journey,there is no end,
For The end,the destination,
 Is just a part of the illusion
The  illusion of time and space
Of birth and death,
But  beyond the illusion,
Awaits great redemption......

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How It Is

Its not about  right or wrong,
Its about what is and what comes,
Its about cause,
Of which follows the effect,
Action.....reaction,
It is because it is "made" to be,
Not because it was "meant" to be,
There's no predestination,
All actions follow thought,
Every choice bears results,
Consequences,circumstances,
There no accidents,
For the universe is not random,
Yet it is an ocean of possibilities,
Infinite probabilities,
Everyone  gets what they deserve,
Each one is an active participant,
An important piece of this puzzle,
In this journey,there is no end,
For The end,the destination,
 Is just a part of the illusion
The  illusion of time and space
Of birth and death,
But  beyond the illusion,
Awaits great redemption......