Long Poems About Taoism
#Taoism
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 1:58am
30th Aug 2024 1:58am
You Give The Mind Liberty Or You Give The Body Death
The echoes of my mind unto rainbows softly unfurls
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the...
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the...
#meditation
#Taoism
#wisdom
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prometheus5290
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 3:54pm
8th Jan 2024 3:54pm
Light Years
Light Years
The farthest back I can remember, there were already forms…forms, faces, locations. I remember seeing them and watching them like I was a viewer with no body of my own. It all felt familiar but mostly random. The people and the places didn’t seem to match and would often switch without reason. I remember feeling very strong connections to many of the images I saw, but I cannot refine a memory to a particular emotional reaction to a particular scenario.
I have no way to measure how long things went on like that, but, eventually, the forms and faces and...
The farthest back I can remember, there were already forms…forms, faces, locations. I remember seeing them and watching them like I was a viewer with no body of my own. It all felt familiar but mostly random. The people and the places didn’t seem to match and would often switch without reason. I remember feeling very strong connections to many of the images I saw, but I cannot refine a memory to a particular emotional reaction to a particular scenario.
I have no way to measure how long things went on like that, but, eventually, the forms and faces and...
#universe
#Buddhist
#Taoism
#philosophical
#scifi
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jun 2023 6:16pm
30th Jun 2023 6:16pm
Oh Man...
You are above the clouds
We will ascend higher as I tell you a story
The melanin content, the untold truth found in the slaughter of the Moorish purgatory
The greatness in your bones
From the Roman Empire, the Vikings, the Quakers, the Puritans
Your ancestry of the Yoruba Gods and Goddesses, are awakening their songs
The regal component of your genetic DNA is preordainment as it lay dormant
#WOKE is not of them forgetting, it is in celebration for you now to remember
The hue of the rainbow is arched all of its origin...
We will ascend higher as I tell you a story
The melanin content, the untold truth found in the slaughter of the Moorish purgatory
The greatness in your bones
From the Roman Empire, the Vikings, the Quakers, the Puritans
Your ancestry of the Yoruba Gods and Goddesses, are awakening their songs
The regal component of your genetic DNA is preordainment as it lay dormant
#WOKE is not of them forgetting, it is in celebration for you now to remember
The hue of the rainbow is arched all of its origin...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#Taoism
#philosophical
#culture
620 reads
11 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
5th Feb 2023 7:25pm
5th Feb 2023 7:25pm
Excerpts from a talk on the Tajitu (a little long)
a blind man finds the feminine inside
While I'm in complete agreement with you, I find the term 'feminine' to be incredibly limiting, over used and mis-used when talking about the balance of the Tajitu. I personally would never use the term 'feminine' to describe the immense scope of spirituality, though I would also never perceive it's use in a negative way if someone else used it. It's all about balance but the words I associate with balance might be a little different than yours. Most humbly yours
Feminine… the receptive acceptance of primordial being
Yes,...
While I'm in complete agreement with you, I find the term 'feminine' to be incredibly limiting, over used and mis-used when talking about the balance of the Tajitu. I personally would never use the term 'feminine' to describe the immense scope of spirituality, though I would also never perceive it's use in a negative way if someone else used it. It's all about balance but the words I associate with balance might be a little different than yours. Most humbly yours
Feminine… the receptive acceptance of primordial being
Yes,...
#SelfReflection
#Taoism
#meditation #SelfDiscovery
#meditation #SelfDiscovery
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2023 4:40am
3rd Feb 2023 4:40am
His Esoteric Ancient Rambling
Two obits axis the earth
In the sanctuary of divinity dust-to-dust we evolve in rebirth
We are the children who arose, descended from the Heaven’s after given the vows of the sky
Our hymns to your ears become our sacred lullabies
The wool of our hair, in strength, eyes shall come to bow upon its commend
In the assuage of conflicts, the battle cry of man’s loins will always defend
It’s the melanin in our roots unto us its holistically divine
In solace of Gemini intellects, entwined in the creation of times
Upon hands...
In the sanctuary of divinity dust-to-dust we evolve in rebirth
We are the children who arose, descended from the Heaven’s after given the vows of the sky
Our hymns to your ears become our sacred lullabies
The wool of our hair, in strength, eyes shall come to bow upon its commend
In the assuage of conflicts, the battle cry of man’s loins will always defend
It’s the melanin in our roots unto us its holistically divine
In solace of Gemini intellects, entwined in the creation of times
Upon hands...
#spiritual
#Taoism
#culture #passion
#culture #passion
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2022 10:53pm
3rd Apr 2022 10:53pm
Air, Earth, Fire, Water, Life’s Serendipity
Seeing me in the element of Air, breathing life into the pneuma of the soul, which we come forth from the clay of life upon the earth for which we stand, soul recreated like a Phoenix arising out the ashes of Fire, christening our misfortunate in pools of water.
Holding in our hand, the only admittance to our fate, that golden ticket that guarantees us a sweet life. Hum… think again, that make believe of anyone’s natural element to exist is only mimicked in the movies.
The mirror is the reflection of one’s confounding soul, who you see is who you are, close...
Holding in our hand, the only admittance to our fate, that golden ticket that guarantees us a sweet life. Hum… think again, that make believe of anyone’s natural element to exist is only mimicked in the movies.
The mirror is the reflection of one’s confounding soul, who you see is who you are, close...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#Taoism
#philosophical
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Mar 2022 00:01am
28th Mar 2022 00:01am
TAO
Stories to post dancing in your head
Transposing to a faceless person who also lays alone in her bed
Knowing you have a secret admirer, cumming together when you two mentally meet
Can I share your blanket handsome one, for once, give me your, manly heat
It’s a cold world out there, no one around to serenade me, let alone kiss my feet
Mentally licking your ego, as if you are laying on my silk covered sheets
This poem from me took a lot of nerve
And my apologies if I threw you a side curve
Juliet feeling no...
Transposing to a faceless person who also lays alone in her bed
Knowing you have a secret admirer, cumming together when you two mentally meet
Can I share your blanket handsome one, for once, give me your, manly heat
It’s a cold world out there, no one around to serenade me, let alone kiss my feet
Mentally licking your ego, as if you are laying on my silk covered sheets
This poem from me took a lot of nerve
And my apologies if I threw you a side curve
Juliet feeling no...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#Taoism
#philosophical
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
27th Feb 2021 1:39pm
27th Feb 2021 1:39pm
Motional Antipathy
so so many useless retreats retreated only on the foot'falls of
all
them long ago forgotten how can popopoem,
poemis
populous.......
pootin the clouds away , so's we can be
cloudless as far
sunny sundays,
after so many days of clouded
fruztrated visions for the for the...
all
them long ago forgotten how can popopoem,
poemis
populous.......
pootin the clouds away , so's we can be
cloudless as far
sunny sundays,
after so many days of clouded
fruztrated visions for the for the...
#God
#Christian
#Buddhist
#Taoism
#Hindu
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2019 8:13pm
2nd Sep 2019 8:13pm
Morning flow
It’s not a contest, except that it is. / Captain Crunch, / Snapping punch, / Crap for lunch. / Bragging on a hunch, / Snapdragon munch, / Cro-magnon of the bunch, / Caveman gangster, loincloth sagging to the ground, / Stop dragging my heart around, / Don’t start, / It’s a feeble fart who holds an easily broken heart; / means those shards / didn’t open up enough to get hard / When left alone. / Pardon the tone, / but when you settle into the zone, / evidence shows, / and developments grow / Mapping what shows / Making you wary and quick / when it gets precarious and slick. / A gentleman rogue...
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
#Taoism
#StreamOfConsciousness
#fatherhood
490 reads
3 Comments
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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2 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
31st Mar 2018 4:40am
31st Mar 2018 4:40am
Beginning Of My Book
Some days , when she looked in the mirror , she did not recognize herself.
Or maybe , the mirror did not recognize her , as she was , heretofor , a
child between worlds , by nature itself , no man , yet no woman made
construct , instrument , nor design.
She was her is , and now , yet been , beyond a where , and yet a when.
Existence is perception.
The only answer that makes sense.
Then I exist.
I percieve , therefore I am...
I am awake...
I am asleep...
Yet , I am the dreaming , and...
Or maybe , the mirror did not recognize her , as she was , heretofor , a
child between worlds , by nature itself , no man , yet no woman made
construct , instrument , nor design.
She was her is , and now , yet been , beyond a where , and yet a when.
Existence is perception.
The only answer that makes sense.
Then I exist.
I percieve , therefore I am...
I am awake...
I am asleep...
Yet , I am the dreaming , and...
#identity
#mirror
#Taoism
1254 reads
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