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.
prometheus5290
Poem Published
26th Jan 2019 3:02pm
26th Jan 2019 3:02pm
SHHHhhh...
Talking about Nirvana
is like talking about silence...
talking about either
means you are not in them.
Zen (Nirvana) is not just ineffible...
it is ineffing-
there are no words there.
is like talking about silence...
talking about either
means you are not in them.
Zen (Nirvana) is not just ineffible...
it is ineffing-
there are no words there.
#Buddhist
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prometheus5290
Poem Published
24th Jan 2019 2:17am
24th Jan 2019 2:17am
Samsara is mostly made of say so
I am president,
I am pope
I am emperor of Rome.
I am inside
I am outside
I am the idea of home.
I am money
I am debt
I am the concept of loan.
I crown myself
I dub me king
I claim ownership
Over everything.
I am that which only exists
Because of belief
I am that which if abandoned
Would bring the most relief.
I am pope
I am emperor of Rome.
I am inside
I am outside
I am the idea of home.
I am money
I am debt
I am the concept of loan.
I crown myself
I dub me king
I claim ownership
Over everything.
I am that which only exists
Because of belief
I am that which if abandoned
Would bring the most relief.
#Buddhist
#TruthOfLife
#Taoism
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prometheus5290
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 4:00pm
8th Jan 2019 4:00pm
A...Leading Many
A king leading an army of many followers came across a wizard, who said, “with my powers, you can defeat many armies.” The king took the wizard with him to the next battle, and before the warriors even engaged, the wizard went to the front of the line, and recited a magical verse that protected those who had proclaimed heartfelt submission to the king whose name was pronounced at the end of the verse. With this protection, the king’s men were able to win many battles, slaughtering many warriors, and enslaving any women who survived the onslaught.
Hearing of this impending conflict, A...
Hearing of this impending conflict, A...
#Buddhist
#peace
#freedom
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
The Takla Makan Mystic (a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The Takla Makan Mystic
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
#religion
#Buddhist
#Taoism #freedom
#Taoism #freedom
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 11:18am
14th Dec 2018 11:18am
Wishes of Resolve for the New Year
( a Renga: linked haiku/senryu )
1
wherever you are,
be the spirit of Buddha
—protect those in need
2
give comfort to those
who are candles to your soul,
and you are their light
3
free those in anguish
from past year of suffering,
—you will walk the path
4
be this in your time,
as smooth pebbles on the shore
we too are the waves
5
accept these pebbles
for creatures that run, swim,...
1
wherever you are,
be the spirit of Buddha
—protect those in need
2
give comfort to those
who are candles to your soul,
and you are their light
3
free those in anguish
from past year of suffering,
—you will walk the path
4
be this in your time,
as smooth pebbles on the shore
we too are the waves
5
accept these pebbles
for creatures that run, swim,...
#kindness
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#haiku
#senryu
634 reads
8 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
10th Dec 2018 6:25pm
10th Dec 2018 6:25pm
Mantric Sounds to Fall Asleep
Cooling ground
Beneath my feet
Slowing down
With each heart beat
Peace is found
Among the trees
Beneath my feet
Slowing down
With each heart beat
Peace is found
Among the trees
#nature
#Buddhist
#rhyming
#insomnia
#minimalist
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prometheus5290
Poem Published
8th Dec 2018 4:35am
8th Dec 2018 4:35am
Waking
Woke is completed in the past tense
implying being back asleep.
Instead, be constantly waking
to the novelty of the universe
that, like Pi,
has no pattern,
and no end.
implying being back asleep.
Instead, be constantly waking
to the novelty of the universe
that, like Pi,
has no pattern,
and no end.
#Buddhist
#Taoism
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
6th Dec 2018 11:12pm
6th Dec 2018 11:12pm
FE'LATING 'NEATH THEE XMAZ TREE
safe secret(s) save you/me for a
goodtime
just
suck me mynde about it , so' t'watch it turn to semi-stonal
rigor soft/sweet
as a baby's bollocks
right/here,right/there 'neath
thee window tree tha'grows through which to see to see thee verybest
wee wood should be, trunk to trunk and...
goodtime
just
suck me mynde about it , so' t'watch it turn to semi-stonal
rigor soft/sweet
as a baby's bollocks
right/here,right/there 'neath
thee window tree tha'grows through which to see to see thee verybest
wee wood should be, trunk to trunk and...
#death
#moon
#Christmas
#holiday
#Buddhist
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Nov 2018 3:59am
30th Nov 2018 3:59am
Buddhist Nun
Buddhist Nun
Eyes which 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 which 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...
#women
#religion
#Buddhist
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
26th Nov 2018 3:56am
26th Nov 2018 3:56am
Ode to the outsiders
Time to meditate
begin to elevate.
Elimination of frustration,
an expedition, entering an ethereal ecstasy.
An ode to the outsiders,
The estranged, the deranged,
the worriers, the obscurities
the dreamers, the believers
Love yourself
Forget the rest.
"Life's a mess, don't stress, test, of giving but be thankful that you're living, blessed."
An eternal mystery we're all apart of.
A part of the history
A part of the future
Infinitely connected in this eternal now.
begin to elevate.
Elimination of frustration,
an expedition, entering an ethereal ecstasy.
An ode to the outsiders,
The estranged, the deranged,
the worriers, the obscurities
the dreamers, the believers
Love yourself
Forget the rest.
"Life's a mess, don't stress, test, of giving but be thankful that you're living, blessed."
An eternal mystery we're all apart of.
A part of the history
A part of the future
Infinitely connected in this eternal now.
#LifeStruggles
#Buddhist
#peace
#humankind
#meditation
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prometheus5290
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2018 1:38pm
23rd Nov 2018 1:38pm
The Fruit of the Tree of________
The forces of Nature can be destructive
but only the ego can manifest evil
by way of a selfish will
that chooses its own benefit at the detriment to others.
but only the ego can manifest evil
by way of a selfish will
that chooses its own benefit at the detriment to others.
#Buddhist
#Taoism
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
14th Nov 2018 5:49am
14th Nov 2018 5:49am
Pump Us
bless you, pumpous mon'ster'o my sole
and
thee soul of me,
( crack'ed eggs do good
om'lettes
make,
'specially in this,
the smokey season of an old'man / wit dead chylde / as he
slips in the slop of stout p o u r e d down d'gullet of
Love
he c annot stop weepering o'er.....) ...
and
thee soul of me,
( crack'ed eggs do good
om'lettes
make,
'specially in this,
the smokey season of an old'man / wit dead chylde / as he
slips in the slop of stout p o u r e d down d'gullet of
Love
he c annot stop weepering o'er.....) ...
#Christmas
#religion
#God
#Christian
#Buddhist
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