Submissions by MonicaT
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am nothing but the echo of my whispering soul.
gods
let’s play gods
and build a world
in our very likeness
a phantom dream! with wicked plots
and unlikely circumstances.
then let’s forget
and pretend we are
Mortals in the game.
and build a world
in our very likeness
a phantom dream! with wicked plots
and unlikely circumstances.
then let’s forget
and pretend we are
Mortals in the game.
#spiritual
476 reads
3 Comments
no separation
I drown my name
in the ocean of consciousness
and let the waves undo
any separation
between 'me' and 'you'.
in the ocean of consciousness
and let the waves undo
any separation
between 'me' and 'you'.
#spiritual
537 reads
2 Comments
Earth
Earth is weeping
and we cannot hear
from the noise of our debates
about climate change.
and we cannot hear
from the noise of our debates
about climate change.
#earth
481 reads
4 Comments
children's vision
give me back my children’s vision
to see the world anew,
colored pebbles and playful butterflies!
that timeless age that this soul knew.
to see the world anew,
colored pebbles and playful butterflies!
that timeless age that this soul knew.
#spiritual
#magic
454 reads
4 Comments
one and the many
Close your eyes and Know yourself as One,
Open your eyes and See yourself as Many.
Open your eyes and See yourself as Many.
#spiritual
480 reads
2 Comments
from stony stillness
from stony stillness and single oneness
expanding,
such is the breath of creation and of the universe
to motion and infinite complexity,
a feast to keep the eye enchanted
and the mind entangled
for many spiraling lives
then contracting
back to One again.
expanding,
such is the breath of creation and of the universe
to motion and infinite complexity,
a feast to keep the eye enchanted
and the mind entangled
for many spiraling lives
then contracting
back to One again.
#spiritual
482 reads
2 Comments
we don't truly belong
we don’t truly belong
we only color the world
on a canvass of emptiness
with the music of our laughter,
the pain of our tears,
aspirations and high hopes.
a dance of passing shadows yet
our human ‘tour de force’.
we only color the world
on a canvass of emptiness
with the music of our laughter,
the pain of our tears,
aspirations and high hopes.
a dance of passing shadows yet
our human ‘tour de force’.
#spiritual
425 reads
2 Comments
flow
flow, river soul, flow back home
and carry nothing with you.
let it all go.
and carry nothing with you.
let it all go.
#spiritual
#philosophical
419 reads
0 Comments
veils are rising
veils are rising
I can see through the mist
loosening my grip
over life’s order.
I am no longer life’s commander.
I yield and surrender
to a gentler flow.
there is no more fear
the way ahead is clear.
I can see through the mist
loosening my grip
over life’s order.
I am no longer life’s commander.
I yield and surrender
to a gentler flow.
there is no more fear
the way ahead is clear.
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
399 reads
3 Comments
Who am 'I'?
Who am 'I'?
Who am 'I' when I strip away all exterior distraction, when I take away all the learnt knowledge, when I delete all identification with body, thoughts, activity, beliefs, race, birth?
Only breath remains.
Who am I, behind the very breath?
Who am 'I' when I strip away all exterior distraction, when I take away all the learnt knowledge, when I delete all identification with body, thoughts, activity, beliefs, race, birth?
Only breath remains.
Who am I, behind the very breath?
#SelfDiscovery
447 reads
3 Comments
obstacles
every barrier, hurdle, and every obstacle
there
by the universe undertaken
to shake and to awaken.
there
by the universe undertaken
to shake and to awaken.
#spiritual
#philosophical
618 reads
1 Comment
lotus flower
see my face! a thousand petaled-lotus
rooted deep in murky matter
my splendor beauty yet untouched
adorned, by precious jewel in the center,
a clear and unclouded mind
to pierce through the illusion-life
with the purity of its refined sight.
rooted deep in murky matter
my splendor beauty yet untouched
adorned, by precious jewel in the center,
a clear and unclouded mind
to pierce through the illusion-life
with the purity of its refined sight.
#flowers
#nature
762 reads
6 Comments
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