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Old 18-11-2022, 05:58 AM
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Death is

Death is just a state of mind
Exploring all, before your time
To fully release, yourself complete
From the life, you came here to meet

Death designed, by your life
Yet death itself, has no sight
No view beyond your minds control
Imagination, forms your hold

Death without those hidden finds
Becomes surrender, most sublime
Where you go from here and now
Without the mind, in its devour
Is nowhere granted, designed by you

Death as an emptiness, has no view
Death just is, as death designs
The end of something
Changing times

No time, no death, no life we see
Time and death, part of life we breathe
As spirit we are everywhere
Without the form, there is nothing there
Just a living breathing aliveness, clear
Without the mind, as the governing steer

So what arises, as death in this way
Remnants of a created play
Still in its place, as life ensued
Every footstep walked
Imbued

Upon the earth
It rests a while
Without the form
It completes its trials
Not as a physical body born
But as emptiness
Awakening its greater dawn

The resting place
A sun filled morn

Merging back to source we find
The remnants of the human bind
No longer stream, into this life
But in the merge
All becomes the sight..
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Old 18-11-2022, 01:03 PM
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Old 18-11-2022, 01:05 PM
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What a beautiful Poem,thank you....
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Old 19-11-2022, 03:06 AM
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Thank you both x
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Old 21-11-2022, 02:27 AM
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Death defies all logic
Deathly fears, deathly games
Death, where all
Is engulfed in flames

Death sentences created by hands tied in vain
Merciless killings, the brave hunting game
Blood shed striking hard
In the hearts of masses who mourn
Death from brokenness
Children lost at dawn

Death as life
As life only knows

When choices
Creation
Cycles move in
The seeds of death
Planted
Become the life it all brings

We have died a thousand suns
A thousand more
Death is and will
never be done

As we cling to life
Or cling to death
We create a lifetime
Of moments
Attached to this web

Encroaching
Encircling
Weaving games as your veil
An illusionary life
Lived through deaths tail

When you run too fast
Chase after with force
When you lose or suffer
Death beats this drum
Of your course

Filtering through
It tells your inner psyche
I must run from the battles
I must grasp with all might

When death and life
Settle into a being exposed
To the depth of its terrors
The depths of its foes

There in the silence
Arises the abundance
Of ones lifeforce
From the top of your head
To the tip of your toes..
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