Buddhist Poems and Poetry about Buddhism
#Buddhist
Buddhist poems, religious poetry written by those in the Buddhist faith. Also poems about Buddhism, offering different perspectives on the religion. Poetry incorporating symbolism, ideas, practices and beliefs from the Buddhist faith.
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 10:49pm
28th Jan 2025 10:49pm
We are ignorant.
How long can you stay happy?
What begins must end, what is born must die, what comes together must separate.
An inhale conditions an exhale,birth conditions death, hope conditions despair and inspiration conditions disillusionment. So when we attach to hope we’re going to feel despair. When we attach to excitement it’s going to take us to boredom. When we attach to romance it will take us to disillusionment and divorce. When we attach to life it takes us to death. So recognize that it’s the attachment that causes the suffering, attaching to conditions and expecting them...
What begins must end, what is born must die, what comes together must separate.
An inhale conditions an exhale,birth conditions death, hope conditions despair and inspiration conditions disillusionment. So when we attach to hope we’re going to feel despair. When we attach to excitement it’s going to take us to boredom. When we attach to romance it will take us to disillusionment and divorce. When we attach to life it takes us to death. So recognize that it’s the attachment that causes the suffering, attaching to conditions and expecting them...
#Buddhist
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 5:00pm
21st Jan 2025 5:00pm
Marpa The Translator
Thought he would be some elite MC
spitting rhymes about towers
peace love and those happy feel showers
even presented with an offering of nettles and flowers
turns out he was some Buddhist sage
saw through the emptiness of the gesture
this lineage is not for you
back to the cave for contemplation green man
spitting rhymes about towers
peace love and those happy feel showers
even presented with an offering of nettles and flowers
turns out he was some Buddhist sage
saw through the emptiness of the gesture
this lineage is not for you
back to the cave for contemplation green man
#Buddhist
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 4:32pm
20th Dec 2024 4:32pm
Koan 4
Death.
Is just a.
Dissolution.
Into.
The.
Memory.
Of.
A.
Self.
Is just a.
Dissolution.
Into.
The.
Memory.
Of.
A.
Self.
#Buddhist
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 4:30pm
20th Dec 2024 4:30pm
Samsara
Everything.
Collides.
Together.
In a kaleidoscopic.
View.
Then.
Dissipates.
Back.
Into.
Nothing.
Collides.
Together.
In a kaleidoscopic.
View.
Then.
Dissipates.
Back.
Into.
Nothing.
#Buddhist
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adagio
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 10:57pm
19th Dec 2024 10:57pm
Sounds in Translation
"All day, all night, Mary Ann............."
With the scent of Nirvana's philosophy
and the imaginable nature of the mind
Listening to the sounds in translation
rising from Mother Earth, reborn after
death in the here and now with the
voice of the tenor's oboe. "Down by
the seaside siftin' sand."
With the scent of Nirvana's philosophy
and the imaginable nature of the mind
Listening to the sounds in translation
rising from Mother Earth, reborn after
death in the here and now with the
voice of the tenor's oboe. "Down by
the seaside siftin' sand."
#Buddhist
#spiritual
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 4:27pm
19th Nov 2024 4:27pm
Journal Entry: An atheist's prayer
To the nameless entity that shaped my being and breathed life into this form, I come to you (or it) with a heart of longing and fear. Some say we're fearfully and wonderfully made, crafted with intention and care but I think probably not. I'm only clay in the random hands of nature and fate, given life one day and returned to dust the next.
How are we fired with complex threads of life? Through some divine mystery, we have been blessed with existence and have felt the heat of love's embrace. As humans, we cherish vessels of pleasure but continue on or our paths of aging and...
How are we fired with complex threads of life? Through some divine mystery, we have been blessed with existence and have felt the heat of love's embrace. As humans, we cherish vessels of pleasure but continue on or our paths of aging and...
#Buddhist
#death
#erotic #lust
#erotic #lust
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drone
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 11:44am
13th Sep 2024 11:44am
Inside Your Soul
Can one
Touch Base
With One's
Own
Personal
Jesus
Without
The Psychological Crutch
Of a Mouth piece
On a Pulpit
Touch Base
With One's
Own
Personal
Jesus
Without
The Psychological Crutch
Of a Mouth piece
On a Pulpit
#Buddhist
#Christian
#Hindu
#prayer
#Taoism
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oskar
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 1:09pm
15th Aug 2024 1:09pm
the ciricle of evil
the circle of evil
Christianity is embedded in Europe's mind
alas, it is losing its grip under the influence
of other religions and heathen life
The clerics have nothing to offer, only
platitude and sex abuse behind glorious
brocade and oily words.
Love, charity, and forgiveness are
forgotten in the melee of free expression
We are served a TV that lacks humor
banality seeking to mollify the masses
Comedy is no longer ironic but is about
using filthy words to harvest laughter
Politicians are self-seeking and...
Christianity is embedded in Europe's mind
alas, it is losing its grip under the influence
of other religions and heathen life
The clerics have nothing to offer, only
platitude and sex abuse behind glorious
brocade and oily words.
Love, charity, and forgiveness are
forgotten in the melee of free expression
We are served a TV that lacks humor
banality seeking to mollify the masses
Comedy is no longer ironic but is about
using filthy words to harvest laughter
Politicians are self-seeking and...
#Buddhist
#Christian
#Hindu
#prayer
#religion
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prometheus5290
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 4:06pm
8th Aug 2024 4:06pm
The kee beeper and the bee keeper
Yesterday,
I saved a bee from a fountain,
and it stayed in my hand until it was dry enough to fly away.
I would still save them all,
even if they all stung me.
I saved a bee from a fountain,
and it stayed in my hand until it was dry enough to fly away.
I would still save them all,
even if they all stung me.
#Buddhist
#Taoism
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 3:27am
14th Jun 2024 3:27am
INSERT, POP-UP, REFLUX - PAUSE (12:30am, 7-3-2010; Palm Springs, California)
each day
i live
i see
i feel
i sense
i know
sometimes even
back and forth
a little more
a little less
through days
through weeks
through months
through years
i wake
to the east
spread roots
to the south
dream
to the west
gain strength
insight
wisdom
and power
from the north
when and with
my feet are in the earth
my head in the clouds
my heart in the sea
and my mind
my spirit
and being
are all filled
with radiant
life giving...
i live
i see
i feel
i sense
i know
sometimes even
back and forth
a little more
a little less
through days
through weeks
through months
through years
i wake
to the east
spread roots
to the south
dream
to the west
gain strength
insight
wisdom
and power
from the north
when and with
my feet are in the earth
my head in the clouds
my heart in the sea
and my mind
my spirit
and being
are all filled
with radiant
life giving...
#Buddhist
#Christian
#Hindu
#spiritual
#Taoism
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prometheus5290
Poem Published
12th Jun 2024 11:27am
12th Jun 2024 11:27am
Or Else
If you need violence to make religious converts,
you have no real faith,
because you have
no confidence, no comfort
in your own belief
and no way to speak
from your heart
about God.
you have no real faith,
because you have
no confidence, no comfort
in your own belief
and no way to speak
from your heart
about God.
#Buddhist
#peace
#religion
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Jasminewang
Poem Published
13th May 2024 7:47am
13th May 2024 7:47am
Mentor
I've never told anyone
that I have a mentor
who deliberately distributes
the philosophy of Buddhism
Someone may criticize
"Aren't you a Christian?"
"Yes, I was, but now indeed
I have converted."
It seems like a hope
I have found a way home
the home I once possessed
but I had long abandoned
Now I can stop drifting
being a Christian or a Buddhist
I would be settled down
in my lifetime pursuing
I know he will be there
patiently waiting...
that I have a mentor
who deliberately distributes
the philosophy of Buddhism
Someone may criticize
"Aren't you a Christian?"
"Yes, I was, but now indeed
I have converted."
It seems like a hope
I have found a way home
the home I once possessed
but I had long abandoned
Now I can stop drifting
being a Christian or a Buddhist
I would be settled down
in my lifetime pursuing
I know he will be there
patiently waiting...
#Buddhist
212 reads
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