Tag Archives: mind
Effusive
Effusive little girl Plays on the street Next door soon Arrived and I got to Know my friend! … Effusive little girl Turned a woman without Warning Effusive little boy Turned a big boy Effusively giddy. … Pensive she is … Continue reading
A ballad of a lonely raindrop!
This poem is an experimentation with Haiku and Tanka forms. It is also a reflection on the year of the pandemic as the year draws closer to its end. A storm passed? Let’s hope. … Lonely raindrop left An angry … Continue reading
Life
Inspired by: https://hortusclosus.wordpress.com/2020/10/19/aphorism-85/ … Life is unconscious decisions Life is conscious emptiness Life is delusion of being Life is absent reality Life is fruitful by definitions Life is happy in suffering Thousands of thoughts Thousands of years Yet no one … Continue reading
Summer, winter
Her name is Summer Always arguing for winter Even in the mist of blizzards A case of wishing for the opposite The unreachable. In winter she remembers Her name with nostalgia Always arguing for winter But it is here she … Continue reading
Stop
Stop sending Endless emails about Nothing stop I had enough noise Today head, my Head is screaming Electronic Noise is buzzing Life into Void, digital existence is Called, now I Understand Buddha’s teaching Delusion and Emptiness, are the existence in … Continue reading
Cloud…click
Thunder is called Click click click maddening click Letter waved cloud What does the child utter? Born in emptiness staring. April 2, 2019
Through glass window
I sit in an empty room crowded So many bodies accumulated Perfumed with bad breath and Memories swarming in the horizon I see them through the glass I see them through the window A single window, a prisoner of The … Continue reading
Fragments
Saying Words There was There were Incomplete Fragmented And Thinking I keep He is Lies Told She said Walked Walking Away She said Walk I He Incomplete But Fragmented Yet Was a thought Walked away Both We walked Opposite directions … Continue reading
Cycling to heaven
On the road to the mountain sanctuary I met a priest Or was he a monk? A Buddhist monk guiding a goat Or was it the other way around? Perhaps there were two Perhaps I met two After all I … Continue reading
God’s spirit
A misshapen bird Appears beautiful In carvings found yet Lost for generations In daylight flies Sun burns his wings In agony Mutates into thousands Of humans and Gods Worshipped into extinction But Remains untouched In agony Feeds on the flesh … Continue reading
