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06-12-2021, 04:23 PM
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Bravo
Mindful eye
Cognises
Fickle mind
Porous
Misaligned
Stuporous
Blown away
By thought forms
Like a leaf
Having fallen
Now at the mercy
Of the fierce winds
That abound
We celebrate
This delusion
Offering to God
The experience
Of limitation
In this lucid dream
Of earth life
Seemingly real
Hijacked by ego
Bubble of illusion
Which lives on
As long as
We feed it
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09-12-2021, 11:10 AM
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Journey without movement
“What is this strange place, we find ourselves in
We’re trapped in the open, yet free within”
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As subject looking at object
Ego impulse makes thoughts suspect
Nudging us in paths self-serving
Scars on soul reflect this defect
Choosing ourself as deserving
Feral cravings clip our soul’s wing
Until we enter our heart’s womb
Therein to love beats, in joy swing
Separateness, ignorance tomb
Layer by layer, which we comb
Dwelling thereafter, in the void
As bliss anoints us with aplomb
No longer thus, by ego toyed
Vaporised self, is by love buoyed
Magnetic heat, rapture blissful
Transmutes soul; delusion destroyed
Rubaiyat
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11-12-2021, 04:32 PM
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Monk mode
this dream unfolds; why carry stress
whilst ensconced in divine caress
let nonchalant be our response
with love divine, our steadfast sconce
from path of truth, never digress
Quintilla
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14-12-2021, 09:16 AM
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Master
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Location: Delhi, India
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The pathless path
Ego upturns, so we learn to discern
Urge of mind-body versus cry of soul
For God we yearn, as love for love does burn
In midst of action, playing our life role
Ceasing to weigh and size, we vaporise
Open arm embrace for all souls alike
Heart transfixed with joy, as bliss currents rise
Magnetism within continues to spike
Mind-body becomes an empty vessel
Cleansed of erst cravings of our lower mind
Each breath intake, God bestowed miracle
Fetters of fear and desire, left behind
Our emptiness charged with bliss in fullness
Boundaries blur as we meld with oneness
Sonnet
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17-12-2021, 06:18 AM
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Trauma Bond
Flicker of disdain, cause of pain
It shouldn’t be so but it is
Bondage to imagined love chain
Her broken heart, distanced from his
Traumatic is separateness
Flicker of disdain, cause of pain
Tremors cognised by consciousness
Sunlight shrouded by clouds and rain
Jibe replay, again and again
His eyes don’t lie and so she sighs
Flicker of disdain, cause of pain
When will come, the final goodbye
She sees now, ebbing ember light
Love fragrance fades, best to rest lain
Day after day, night after night
Flicker of disdain, cause of pain
Quatern
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19-12-2021, 01:49 PM
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A shout into the void
Trapped in the open, free within
Heart beckons, we tip toe therein
Thought rested stillness, self-aware
Pristine vibrant void, free from sin
Sans thought, no fear of ego snare
Within silence, heart secrets bares
Time dissolves as we vaporise
Presence with oneness, gently pairs
In timeless time, ego urge dies
No one’s here to size or apprise
That that is, is soul all aglow
Ecstatic as bliss currents rise
Resistance free, in joy we flow
Each nuance felt, in stillness slow
Simply being, here now present
Aura bright, beauteous rainbow
Free will grants divine touch consent
All we do is follow love’s scent
Mind-body, by bliss magnetised
God Himself steers, our soul’s ascent
Rubaiyat
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21-12-2021, 12:38 PM
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First things first
First things first, as we age, bliss bubbles burst
With flow of life flirt, free of desires erst
Essence of presence, vibrant innocence
Carefree dance, waits not for a second chance
On our heart hangs a warning: joy alert
Ego urge reversed, no fears to avert
To divine love and light, our soul reverts
Cognisance of inner luminescence
First things first
Be it need or greed, we retain one thirst
May bliss magnetism continue to spurt
Nestled in silence, tuned to loves cadence
Divine entwined parlance, our indulgence
Agendaless joy, with each breath assert
First things first
Rondeau
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24-12-2021, 02:09 AM
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Instant Nirvana
he who seeks rapid ascension
what knows he of meditation
floundering hither and thither
dithers as dark desires slither
fears shrouding him in contraction
Quintilla
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25-12-2021, 03:07 AM
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The That
Paused in the void of no-thingness
Still, in thought rested awareness
We are there but nothing else is
All that is, is pulse of oneness
Bliss renewal, rapturous fizz
Teasing, seductive divine kiss
At play, within our heart centre
We know then that, the That is this
Rubaiyat
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26-12-2021, 06:10 AM
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Walking the path
Taught to believe God dwells somewhere above,
we distanced ourself from source
No longer with love, were we hand in glove,
pursuing desires using force,
till in our heart, felt deep remorse
Trapped in the open, we were yet free within,
during moments of silence
Our conscience beckoned, so we went therein;
embracing soul’s innocence,
rekindling inner sentience
Not rituals then but silence the way,
receptive to the bliss current,
wherein seeking nothing, we choose to pray,
becoming self-luminescent,
our innate native element
Once head melds with heart, as it’s boot camp,
we instantly become free
God, who indwells within, lights the love lamp,
so with light of truth we agree,
each breath entrée, in joyous spree
Quintain (English)
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