summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
Today 4:15pm
Today 4:15pm
3 Song of The WAR CRIES, in quite Red Accentual FireBlood (Re)Births (with timeless excerpts of Bhagavad Gita)
The Curious Little One asks...
"But Why War Grandpa...if they say War is Evil?...
And..why did Lord Rama kill Ravana ..or why so
Lord Krishna advised Arjuna for the War??"
And Grandpa is all out to say some haevy truths
to the little one...from the Bhagavad Gita & some
verses...inspired by 3 random cinematic songs ...
Lets gear up too Big Ones...
From the Epic Mahabharata...
Perplexed Warrior Arjuna.. in the Battlefield ...asks Krishna ..."But Why War?
And Krishna goes on...
"But Why War Grandpa...if they say War is Evil?...
And..why did Lord Rama kill Ravana ..or why so
Lord Krishna advised Arjuna for the War??"
And Grandpa is all out to say some haevy truths
to the little one...from the Bhagavad Gita & some
verses...inspired by 3 random cinematic songs ...
Lets gear up too Big Ones...
From the Epic Mahabharata...
Perplexed Warrior Arjuna.. in the Battlefield ...asks Krishna ..."But Why War?
And Krishna goes on...
#war
#peace
#spiritual
#historical
#morality
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Rachelleundrgrd
Bumped Today 2:10pm
18th Oct 2019 6:01am
18th Oct 2019 6:01am
She who completes the moon
Moving (to) the rhythm
she gives and she takes.
Expanding.
Contracting.
Focusing upward
she births the moon.
Infinite times, full and bright
Moving inward, now a sliver.
Blackness.
Fullness.
Light.
She enterres herself as easily as she begets.
Refractory period spent in reverence to her own divinity.
She stills.
Plays in worship of her utter darkness.
Satiated, she comes in rays of glorious light.
R.
she gives and she takes.
Expanding.
Contracting.
Focusing upward
she births the moon.
Infinite times, full and bright
Moving inward, now a sliver.
Blackness.
Fullness.
Light.
She enterres herself as easily as she begets.
Refractory period spent in reverence to her own divinity.
She stills.
Plays in worship of her utter darkness.
Satiated, she comes in rays of glorious light.
R.
#death
#moon
#rebirth #spiritual
#rebirth #spiritual
96 reads
6 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
Today 1:42pm
Today 1:42pm
the lifeline aura of (y)our coronal plasma
a spectacle of the rising spicules
in a destined frenetic cadence
emanate and deciphers prolific
whiffs of ceaseless cosmic tides
in an undiminishing magnificence
brewing timelessly ambrosial dejavu
fantastically unravelling each now
(in no nondescript preverbially puerile
...a bete noir abetting farce of-
impervious narcissistic implosions)
in a self-lessly chanting grandeur fusion
....of the elemental OM OM OM OM
in the uncharted...
in a destined frenetic cadence
emanate and deciphers prolific
whiffs of ceaseless cosmic tides
in an undiminishing magnificence
brewing timelessly ambrosial dejavu
fantastically unravelling each now
(in no nondescript preverbially puerile
...a bete noir abetting farce of-
impervious narcissistic implosions)
in a self-lessly chanting grandeur fusion
....of the elemental OM OM OM OM
in the uncharted...
#love
#spiritual
#StreamOfConsciousness
15 reads
1 Comment
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:31am
Yesterday 6:31am
Power to create summons power to destroy
Since mater doesn't matter until imbued with soul
So number scales upon our tree of life into melody
Such mental prism diffuse currents to grow whole
Sings concorded rapport across a living harmony
So number scales upon our tree of life into melody
Such mental prism diffuse currents to grow whole
Sings concorded rapport across a living harmony
#universe
#spiritual
#quatrain
27 reads
cloventongue89
Poem Published
19th Nov 2019 11:52pm
19th Nov 2019 11:52pm
Shadows and Reflections
10 poems inspired by the album "ALL HAIL" by THE ALMIGHTY NORMA JEAN...
1) ABSTRACT HORIZON (inspired by Orphan Twin)
Planting the seed
The hand is buried with the harvest
Stuck in the earth
Growth is the defiance of gravity
Every thought is residue
Impressionable
You left your mark on me
Made up of the fragments
Of all that shapes us
Like the shards of imperfect clarity
Perception is reality
Skewed through filters
The pride of assumption
We only see what we choose to
Blind with eyes well...
1) ABSTRACT HORIZON (inspired by Orphan Twin)
Planting the seed
The hand is buried with the harvest
Stuck in the earth
Growth is the defiance of gravity
Every thought is residue
Impressionable
You left your mark on me
Made up of the fragments
Of all that shapes us
Like the shards of imperfect clarity
Perception is reality
Skewed through filters
The pride of assumption
We only see what we choose to
Blind with eyes well...
#dark
#shadows
#faith
#spiritual
#mirror
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Ahavati
Poem Published
19th Nov 2019 11:52pm
19th Nov 2019 11:52pm
The Paste Eater’s Grave
I.
In Goldfield, Nevada
there stands a stone-
unknown man
died eating library paste
July 14, 1908
The postmortem examination
revealed he was starved to death—
would have found the mixture sweet:
flour, water, 60% aluminum;
but, an entire jar a deadly treat
The only thing to his name
was a letter addressed to Ross
...
In Goldfield, Nevada
there stands a stone-
unknown man
died eating library paste
July 14, 1908
The postmortem examination
revealed he was starved to death—
would have found the mixture sweet:
flour, water, 60% aluminum;
but, an entire jar a deadly treat
The only thing to his name
was a letter addressed to Ross
...
#death
#spiritual
#homelessness
#ignorance
#metaphor
112 reads
25 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
18th Nov 2019 10:46pm
18th Nov 2019 10:46pm
Primal Instinct
In each of us lies a disposition,
A primal instinct,
A primitive element dating back thousands of years,
Like the call of the wild,
Untamed spirit raging to be free.
In this essence
There is a life force yearning for family,
Protective and caring,
Tended to from the womb on down through maturity.
These primordial impulses:
To hunt, feed, survive
Give chase to our quest without question,
It’s the natural drive pushing beyond boundaries,
Like the wolf in pursuit of its prey,
It is the inherent...
A primal instinct,
A primitive element dating back thousands of years,
Like the call of the wild,
Untamed spirit raging to be free.
In this essence
There is a life force yearning for family,
Protective and caring,
Tended to from the womb on down through maturity.
These primordial impulses:
To hunt, feed, survive
Give chase to our quest without question,
It’s the natural drive pushing beyond boundaries,
Like the wolf in pursuit of its prey,
It is the inherent...
#animals
#nature
#spiritual
41 reads
6 Comments
Trouble_Loves_Me
Poem Published
18th Nov 2019 10:16pm
18th Nov 2019 10:16pm
666 CAPRICES FOR HELLISH CHOIR
When she suggested séance
Thought she stuttered “Let Us Dance.”
Who is that at kitchen window?
Bag o’bones tango rattle
A foot loose & flesh free,
From shoulder of moon-shine
Shivvie teeth shackled lament
To ivy, crawling into brickwork.
And thus he sang:
The hangman has a beautiful daughter.
And still he sang
Until he drifted,
Lost in absence
Of eventide.
Circle of tea lights hooped wall
Re-framed Mona Lisa smile, curled by
Guernica grotesque shadow hands.
Fingertips turned the...
Thought she stuttered “Let Us Dance.”
Who is that at kitchen window?
Bag o’bones tango rattle
A foot loose & flesh free,
From shoulder of moon-shine
Shivvie teeth shackled lament
To ivy, crawling into brickwork.
And thus he sang:
The hangman has a beautiful daughter.
And still he sang
Until he drifted,
Lost in absence
Of eventide.
Circle of tea lights hooped wall
Re-framed Mona Lisa smile, curled by
Guernica grotesque shadow hands.
Fingertips turned the...
#death
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
44 reads
3 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
17th Nov 2019 9:52pm
17th Nov 2019 9:52pm
The Elements Bring Out The Magic I Seek
( Tanka )
〰️🐚〰️
Mother driftwood sighs—
shaped by Nature’s fickle storm,
yet her insistence
the old Sage whispers to me
as I come to pay respects
〰️🐚〰️
the honor embraced,
I feel the tree within her
alive, evoking—
the gulls soar in with each rush
as she hears my ocean breath
〰️🐚〰️
〰️🐚〰️
Mother driftwood sighs—
shaped by Nature’s fickle storm,
yet her insistence
the old Sage whispers to me
as I come to pay respects
〰️🐚〰️
the honor embraced,
I feel the tree within her
alive, evoking—
the gulls soar in with each rush
as she hears my ocean breath
〰️🐚〰️
#trees
#sea
#wind
#nature
#spiritual
71 reads
12 Comments
DecipherMe
Poem Published
17th Nov 2019 8:46am
17th Nov 2019 8:46am
Emancipated Braid of Needs
#mother
#spiritual
#lover
35 reads
0 Comments
LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 11:50pm
16th Nov 2019 11:50pm
Whoa.. post hook up flow
Quibble and spar for days / Or scribble charts from human waves / Frivolous bars to play / Over the hills and far away / Unmarked grave over which a tire swing hung and twisted / Higher rungs in each fist exhibited / River runs; stone gets molded to fit / Silver tongue doing the Iron Lotus / Until she sighs and explodes in bliss / Tipsy holdover from the infinite precipice / Recipe to re-set me / Sky collects, watery breath / Facial spray crests and ride the reverie / Like Icarus fell only to land on a jet-ski
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical #sacrifice
#philosophical #sacrifice
24 reads
1 Comment
mingomingus
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 10:48pm
16th Nov 2019 10:48pm
Put It In Reverse (Ten Of Cups)
There seems to be
A rift in relations
"Communication Breakdown"
Playing on the radio
In the car
With no one in particular
Chitter chatter
What's the matter?
Can't stand the silence
Between peers
Though years
Separate us like seat-belts
Fasten tight lips
In case of slips
Letting up on
The spiritual program
He is the driver
Living Life On Life's Terms
I am the passenger
Transitioning through
Static transmissions
Picking up clips & phrases
Steps & stages
Trying...
A rift in relations
"Communication Breakdown"
Playing on the radio
In the car
With no one in particular
Chitter chatter
What's the matter?
Can't stand the silence
Between peers
Though years
Separate us like seat-belts
Fasten tight lips
In case of slips
Letting up on
The spiritual program
He is the driver
Living Life On Life's Terms
I am the passenger
Transitioning through
Static transmissions
Picking up clips & phrases
Steps & stages
Trying...
#spiritual
#cars
#music #healing
#music #healing
21 reads
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