Buddhist Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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Buddhist seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 7:59pm
6th Apr 2021 7:59pm
It’s a zen thing, i think
It’s a zen thing, i think
Personally speaking or
saying something
on a personal
personable
level
my
equanimity
my
eccentricity
my
steadfast
radical
existence,
acceptance
of
&
of
knowing
nothing
everyday
before & after
sunrise & dusk
zazen
I want to take
nothing
&
everything
sew / so
personally
Personally speaking or
saying something
on a personal
personable
level
my
equanimity
my
eccentricity
my
steadfast
radical
existence,
acceptance
of
&
of
knowing
nothing
everyday
before & after
sunrise & dusk
zazen
I want to take
nothing
&
everything
sew / so
personally
#Buddhist
#confessional
#myself #meditation
#myself #meditation
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8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
24th Mar 2021 2:28am
24th Mar 2021 2:28am
Planetary Alignment
In the quiet temple of time I close my eyes
Full Lotus style in sitting acceptance
Closing my eyes
Elevating my mind, relaxing my heartrates
Transcending to the evolution realm of my Crown Charka
Slowing opening the portal of my Chi
Revealing the doorway to the passage of enlightment
The comforting insignia of my Dragon’s Blood incense sailing
Inhaling the aroma of my foreign allegiance to my ancestral greatness
Conjoining the positive momentum
Purging the unconstructiveness
Allying the spirit of my mind...
Full Lotus style in sitting acceptance
Closing my eyes
Elevating my mind, relaxing my heartrates
Transcending to the evolution realm of my Crown Charka
Slowing opening the portal of my Chi
Revealing the doorway to the passage of enlightment
The comforting insignia of my Dragon’s Blood incense sailing
Inhaling the aroma of my foreign allegiance to my ancestral greatness
Conjoining the positive momentum
Purging the unconstructiveness
Allying the spirit of my mind...
#Buddhist
#spiritual
760 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Mar 2021 2:52am
4th Mar 2021 2:52am
Buddhist Nun
Buddhist Nun
Eyes that echo like conch shells
From canyons of stone and sun
Where Bodhi trees collect on hillsides
For the little Buddhas
to proliferate enlightenment
Where her eye facets go starry
Like the diamond of the sutra
Spoken by Siddhartha
But growing like a child in her scriptural womb
Where consolation floats like a constellation
Of Himalayan stars over a unicorn forest
Where the singing bowls
Turn her mind into a magnifying glass
Which focuses the sun of truth to burn a hole
Through the stale air of...
Eyes that echo like conch shells
From canyons of stone and sun
Where Bodhi trees collect on hillsides
For the little Buddhas
to proliferate enlightenment
Where her eye facets go starry
Like the diamond of the sutra
Spoken by Siddhartha
But growing like a child in her scriptural womb
Where consolation floats like a constellation
Of Himalayan stars over a unicorn forest
Where the singing bowls
Turn her mind into a magnifying glass
Which focuses the sun of truth to burn a hole
Through the stale air of...
#nature
#Buddhist
#spiritual
408 reads
0 Comments
Tallquietguy
Poem Published
29th Jan 2021 3:43am
29th Jan 2021 3:43am
A Meditation
I am here,
The time is now
Nothing more
I need to know
I breathe in
I breathe out,
Inviting my spirit
to join the Tao
I sit in silence,
empty and alone
Facing the shadows
that hide the unknown
My thoughts and desires
do not define who I am
They’re clouds on the breeze,
driftwood in a stream
Holding to the past,
we chase invisible ghosts,
Refusing to accept
our illusion of control
Wherever flows this river
that carries me along,
I surrender to the current,...
The time is now
Nothing more
I need to know
I breathe in
I breathe out,
Inviting my spirit
to join the Tao
I sit in silence,
empty and alone
Facing the shadows
that hide the unknown
My thoughts and desires
do not define who I am
They’re clouds on the breeze,
driftwood in a stream
Holding to the past,
we chase invisible ghosts,
Refusing to accept
our illusion of control
Wherever flows this river
that carries me along,
I surrender to the current,...
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#Taoism
#philosophical
360 reads
1 Comment
Tallquietguy
Poem Published
4th Jan 2021 7:24pm
4th Jan 2021 7:24pm
Silence Is My Friend
Yesterday is a mirror,
Reflecting back choices made
and the stories that follow,
etched in stone forever…
Or until the swirling sands of time
Erode the record of my deeds
into barely-discernible ‘glyphs
Will I then simply disappear?
In vain I struggle to grasp
the essence, the significance
of each passing breeze
of thought, word, action
And sense the disquieting truth
that Life holds no intrinsic meaning
beyond that created within the depths
of my own imagination
Silence is my friend ...
Reflecting back choices made
and the stories that follow,
etched in stone forever…
Or until the swirling sands of time
Erode the record of my deeds
into barely-discernible ‘glyphs
Will I then simply disappear?
In vain I struggle to grasp
the essence, the significance
of each passing breeze
of thought, word, action
And sense the disquieting truth
that Life holds no intrinsic meaning
beyond that created within the depths
of my own imagination
Silence is my friend ...
#loneliness
#silence
#Buddhist
#Taoism
#emptiness
365 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 00:48am
20th Dec 2020 00:48am
Turning Summersouls
Turning Summersouls
The nuptial knot is never broken
for lovers who turn
through centuries of summer
in their karmic migrations
across Buddhafields
where they join hands to ascend
on ribbons of Dharma.
The nuptial knot is never broken
for lovers who turn
through centuries of summer
in their karmic migrations
across Buddhafields
where they join hands to ascend
on ribbons of Dharma.
#marriage
#romantic
#Buddhist
#rebirth
#spiritual
318 reads
2 Comments
Valeriyabeyond
Dhyana
Dhyana
Poem Published
5th Sep 2020 2:18am
5th Sep 2020 2:18am
The Goddess That I Am
Goddess, the vision
of who I am,
I am consciousness,
my mind is flexible,
paths, become smooth before me.
I see not
into tomorrow, for
each moment is
relevant, without
obligation to remain
the same.
Cause and effect of
yesterday's
enlightenment is
the disappearance
of what was
The world,
manifests to the
proportion, of my emotional freedom.
Anger, frustration,
anxiety have no
place within me.
I Search ...
of who I am,
I am consciousness,
my mind is flexible,
paths, become smooth before me.
I see not
into tomorrow, for
each moment is
relevant, without
obligation to remain
the same.
Cause and effect of
yesterday's
enlightenment is
the disappearance
of what was
The world,
manifests to the
proportion, of my emotional freedom.
Anger, frustration,
anxiety have no
place within me.
I Search ...
#Buddhist
#spiritual
515 reads
8 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2020 9:34am
3rd Feb 2020 9:34am
Shoveling Snow with Buddha
( after Billy Collins)
He shows up from out of nowhere,
of dazzling blue once the storm passes by.
Approaches with a smile, eyes of crescent moon,
offering a hand of strength and of mirth,
as honest labor of brotherly love.
I could be overthinking an uncommon sight
added to an otherwise common act.
Besides, there’s nothing out of place
when it comes to Winter at this time of year,
with my neighborhood inundated in white powder.
And I don’t question his abbreviated attire,
a...
He shows up from out of nowhere,
of dazzling blue once the storm passes by.
Approaches with a smile, eyes of crescent moon,
offering a hand of strength and of mirth,
as honest labor of brotherly love.
I could be overthinking an uncommon sight
added to an otherwise common act.
Besides, there’s nothing out of place
when it comes to Winter at this time of year,
with my neighborhood inundated in white powder.
And I don’t question his abbreviated attire,
a...
#winter
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#BillyCollins
798 reads
19 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
27th Sep 2019 9:46pm
27th Sep 2019 9:46pm
Philosophy For Life
When I was like Hippos Go Berserk!
no guide to show me the way
I was the untethered soul
immersed in Zen Meditation.
Though not quite Turning Japanese
decided on A Trip to South America
maybe discover my own
Book of Thorns replacing my youth
& Pocket Pal
with my Pocket Zen.
I did managed to uncover
The Hound of Heaven
amidst Sapiens in the
Southern Hemisphere
guiding me
to a new type of Philosophy For Life.
_______________________________________________
1. Philosophy For...
no guide to show me the way
I was the untethered soul
immersed in Zen Meditation.
Though not quite Turning Japanese
decided on A Trip to South America
maybe discover my own
Book of Thorns replacing my youth
& Pocket Pal
with my Pocket Zen.
I did managed to uncover
The Hound of Heaven
amidst Sapiens in the
Southern Hemisphere
guiding me
to a new type of Philosophy For Life.
_______________________________________________
1. Philosophy For...
#identity
#Buddhist
#meditation #philosophical
#meditation #philosophical
699 reads
23 Comments
ashbymcgowan
Poem Published
17th Sep 2019 8:17am
17th Sep 2019 8:17am
Five Buddhist poems
FIVE SHORT POEMS
A FEAR OF FLOWERS
Beneath another bright blue sky
So high
Hedges and hills, I turned away from
For all my life, I had feared wild flowers
Plastic is so safe
Yet one day I could not escape
A nearby cherry tree exploded
The speeding petal did not pierce my skin
It was soft
OPEN
Close your eyes
Open your eyes
Open…
IMAGINING
When I was a swift, I made love in the blue sky
When I was a grey seal, I made love in the sea
When I was a...
A FEAR OF FLOWERS
Beneath another bright blue sky
So high
Hedges and hills, I turned away from
For all my life, I had feared wild flowers
Plastic is so safe
Yet one day I could not escape
A nearby cherry tree exploded
The speeding petal did not pierce my skin
It was soft
OPEN
Close your eyes
Open your eyes
Open…
IMAGINING
When I was a swift, I made love in the blue sky
When I was a grey seal, I made love in the sea
When I was a...
#Buddhist
#haiku
408 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
5th Sep 2019 8:54pm
5th Sep 2019 8:54pm
Out of Style but In Luck
Out of Style but In Luck
My walk takes me through a dimly lit hallway in a downtown business building of Natchez, Mississippi. From around the corner, a woman walks toward me. I immediately recognize her.
I ask her “Do you remember me?”
She smiles wide and replies, “How could I forget those bell-bottoms pants and that plaid shirt? You were mighty sassy but we got you through it.”
I smile back and reply, “Did you read my obit about me being enrolled in your typing class at the time of my death?”
“Oh, now you’re playing head games. I...
My walk takes me through a dimly lit hallway in a downtown business building of Natchez, Mississippi. From around the corner, a woman walks toward me. I immediately recognize her.
I ask her “Do you remember me?”
She smiles wide and replies, “How could I forget those bell-bottoms pants and that plaid shirt? You were mighty sassy but we got you through it.”
I smile back and reply, “Did you read my obit about me being enrolled in your typing class at the time of my death?”
“Oh, now you’re playing head games. I...
#romantic
#astrology
#Buddhist
#rebirth
#FallingInLove
495 reads
7 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
15th Apr 2019 6:31pm
15th Apr 2019 6:31pm
The Shaman Tree
l: Is one who helped bring me into the world,
A midwife to guide my way, with
Divinations, to set me on the Path,
A soul of many times made new.
ll: I seek her, to commiserate on my
Next transformation, of rebirth.
For the true journey is not to repeat,
To return yet again, and still
lll: Be as unaware as I am, here, now
To pray, with only half my wits.
To sense and then see, to be and then know,
To reach nirvana in a spark!
lV: And, as I’m presented my humble self ...
A midwife to guide my way, with
Divinations, to set me on the Path,
A soul of many times made new.
ll: I seek her, to commiserate on my
Next transformation, of rebirth.
For the true journey is not to repeat,
To return yet again, and still
lll: Be as unaware as I am, here, now
To pray, with only half my wits.
To sense and then see, to be and then know,
To reach nirvana in a spark!
lV: And, as I’m presented my humble self ...
#trees
#Buddhist
#rebirth
#spiritual
#NaPoWriMo2019
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12 Comments
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