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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] * 3
    #24019077 - 01/18/17 03:05 AM (7 years, 11 days ago)

The games we play.
Hows it going.
What do you do.
Nice weather today.

Flimsy cover over disingenuous interactions.
The times we waste.
Expression comes during moments of trust.
The rest of it's a hidden haste.

Who cares what you do.
I want to know who you are.
The weathers important.
But is that all you've got.

We can talk about anything.
It doesn't even have to make sense.
Default is surrendering.
I don't care if it gets intense.

Its just so easy to never engage.
Nine to five then back to your cage.
The times spent together used to be so high.
Conversations were inevitable and not just about the sky.

Interactions now just seem like dot points.
Or a way to Remember the day.
"What did you talk about."
"Nothing really."


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] * 3
    #24020530 - 01/18/17 04:14 PM (7 years, 10 days ago)

The Bodhisattva


Sitting beneath the bo tree
The Buddha contemplated
And what precipitated
Was a way to make men free

As teachings split in various ways
Mahayana, Theravada, Vajrayana
Monastic truth -- not Hinayana!
The newest order says:

"When a master approaches the gate
His quest for glory must yet wait
He cannot but commit himself
To a compassionate fate"

The bodhisattva thus was born
He is aware of being aware
And now he must yet ever dare
To tread a path ill-worn

Putting common people first
This Great Vehicle's creed
Nirvana but a stepping stone
To quenching all their thirst

Anicca and Anatta studied
Dukkha --suffering -- transcended
Yet more Samsara rescinded
Relinquish all the waters muddied

Without permanence, without soul
A quandary ensues
Isn't self one of the truths
That matters at the goal?

A bodhisattva remedies
Such grasping attachment
Practicing detachment
The practitioner sees

Relinquishing such bliss
As such a one must do
To teach, to render through
Is like a golden kiss

Only after all creation
Has entered through the gate
Only at this hour late

Does the anointed one
                                                exit his station


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] * 2
    #24021191 - 01/18/17 07:52 PM (7 years, 10 days ago)

A philosophy based on fear
A hypocrisy laced with despair
A doctrine of the insane
That's mocking logic's name
Controlling your thoughts,
Folding them in knots
Distorting your reality
Thwarting your morality
An addiction of pure fiction,
A mission of sure infliction
A restriction of all decision,
An affliction we call religion

:mushroom2:


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420]
    #24023652 - 01/19/17 06:09 PM (7 years, 9 days ago)

Some of that stuff I posted as circastes was really pathological haha. Just reading through a bit of it now.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: beforethedawn] * 3
    #24024401 - 01/19/17 10:32 PM (7 years, 9 days ago)

Wanderlust...

She was no good to you...or you too her...
Said she was going to be a healer...
Was she?
With healers there is no such thing as your irony, remember.
Just a past and then future with that openness in the middle.

What was it, that she swayed like that, waiting for the bus from the hostel.
There was no song, just something that had continued on in both directions, that time.

...

Being in the world,
We live many lives.
Doubting never, the lives passions live,
Meeting less to their ends, as they part.

Far a-foot, over hills, would I still follow the sunset hearth?
To pad on blades of grass of poets past,
Living on little, and learning short term friends,
How a world beared much more, than a fruit, I'd sought.

Born of earth, split in two each morning,
Feeling in my calves - listen,
"the way of the way is not the way"...
Your motions, I don't believe more or less in.
I only have a-head for what I didn't understand before.

In dreams ride slow and smooth on the trains of indefinable ways.
I'll never know their way, but as a smooth line fading in and out.
I ride next to the waves on the cliffs on the west shore,
By a lighthouse, for the way's way beyond.


Edited by Kurt (01/20/17 12:26 AM)


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum]
    #24024608 - 01/20/17 01:03 AM (7 years, 9 days ago)

Quote:

DividedQuantum said:
The Bodhisattva


Sitting beneath the bo tree
The Buddha contemplated
And what precipitated
Was a way to make men free

As teachings split in various ways
Mahayana, Theravada, Vajrayana
Monastic truth -- not Hinayana!
The newest order says:

"When a master approaches the gate
His quest for glory must yet wait
He cannot but commit himself
To a compassionate fate"

The bodhisattva thus was born
He is aware of being aware
And now he must yet ever dare
To tread a path ill-worn

Putting common people first
This Great Vehicle's creed
Nirvana but a stepping stone
To quenching all their thirst

Anicca and Anatta studied
Dukkha --suffering -- transcended
Yet more Samsara rescinded
Relinquish all the waters muddied

Without permanence, without soul
A quandary ensues
Isn't self one of the truths
That matters at the goal?

A bodhisattva remedies
Such grasping attachment
Practicing detachment
The practitioner sees

Relinquishing such bliss
As such a one must do
To teach, to render through
Is like a golden kiss

Only after all creation
Has entered through the gate
Only at this hour late

Does the anointed one
                                                exit his station




Wheres the Darmha at? 
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Kurt] * 4
    #24027444 - 01/21/17 06:55 AM (7 years, 8 days ago)


Singularity, the seed of creation
Followed by a caustic inflation
What a sensation,
A universal manifestation...
Had begun...
Born as a pure energetic state
Things cooled down
And continued to inflate...
Quarks combined and further refined,
Sub-atomic particles
Have now been defined...
No need for intelligent design,
Merely the cry of Nature's hot mind
Soon after, the first atoms spawned,
Germinations in the great cosmic pond...
The forces divided
As inflation subsided
Hydrogen has now glided
Where the void had resided...
It was beautiful...

Electro-static charges made clumps,
That's when gravity said "That's enough,
I'll take it from here, my dear...
You've been ever so gracious..."
Then things got more spacious
And the clumps continued to grow

Magnetic fields,
Made hydrogen glow...
Matter and energy
Now overflowed...
The first quasars began to show...
So awe-inspiring...
Amidst the galactic storm
The first stars were being born...
Stellar fusion makes them roar
As photons soar from the core...
Soon, new elements shall form...
They burn with such brilliant light
Critical mass, is coming in sight...
And like a candle in the night
They ignite... ever so bright...
It's supernova time!
Again and again...
Stars are born and die,
Seeding the sky
As new elements fly
In omni-directional lines...
The ingredients are all there
We are finally here
The final epoch, draws near...
Floating on the galactic shore,
A spiral arm beyond the core...
Suspended...
In time and space...
Gaia, Now shows her face
Orbiting a yellow sun...
Eons pass as she slowly evolves,
Volcanically active, as she revolves...
More eons pass, as the fire dissolves..
Finally...
Land and see...
And atmosphere...
For us to breathe...
Abiogenic processes take hold,
Earth, is now billions of years old...
Self-replicating cells
Mutate and grow
In the organic well...
It's almost our turn...
Variables and distinctions,
So many mass extinctions...
All played a part,
In Nature's magic art,
And purely by chance
And atomic romance...
So chaotically derived...
Humans...
Had finally arrived.

- I J :mushroom2:


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] * 2
    #24028326 - 01/21/17 02:18 PM (7 years, 7 days ago)

I was flying by the edge of my seat when consequence struck me hard in the chest
All the masks came off and I saw primal nature expose its teeth to me, gnashing claws covered in blood

I entered a portal of my making and split into three different timelines
There, awaiting me at the other side, was grace surrounded by mystery, totally authentic and pure

All that was asked of me was that I take my shoes off at the door and respect the house rules
This is not a machine. This is not a pyramid scheme. This is not an infinite tree

Grabbing life by the horns, some say, is the way to go. I prefer grabbing life by the throat and giving it a choke slam, courtesy of the World Wrestling Federation
Drop and give me ten. Then hand me the pen. I will rewrite the codes of society. We will make a new contract.

Life never ends. It only bends. The ever spiralling birth and rebirth into every dimension of being from atoms to multiverses.
You hold up the cup you've been searching for since you were young.

You put your childhood in a park playground swing and give it the ol' underdog. Now, drink from the cup. It rejuvenates your soul.
And never forget... we are all waiting for you at home.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] * 1
    #24028614 - 01/21/17 04:30 PM (7 years, 7 days ago)

Hey Reprobate keep them coming they just keep getting better and better.
That last ones epic.:hahyeahwoo:


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] * 2
    #24032367 - 01/23/17 01:29 AM (7 years, 6 days ago)

Breath in.

Exhale whilst launching.
Thrust through panes.
Levels left behind.
Sobriety gone insane.

Unfathomable beauty.
Irrational perpetuity.
Universal continuity.
Blissful observer.

Hyroglyphs and sphinx.
Elves and hijinks.
Geometric impossibility.
Total immersion.

Crystalline palaces.
Samurai dojos.
Snow topped mountains.
Nobody knows.

Eyes open.
Things shine.
Memories wander.
Incomparable time.

From here to there and back again.
Moments that humble this impotent pen.


Edited by pineninja (03/12/17 11:23 PM)


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] * 1
    #24032677 - 01/23/17 07:59 AM (7 years, 6 days ago)

Quote:

pineninja said:
Hey Reprobate keep them coming they just keep getting better and better.
That last ones epic.:hahyeahwoo:




Wow, thanks.... that means a lot to me.... I'll certainly keep 'em coming to the best of my abilities. I always enjoy reading your work also. Cheers. :mushroom2:


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] * 1
    #24032828 - 01/23/17 09:39 AM (7 years, 6 days ago)

The planet we inhabit
Is an oblate sphere,
Nitrogen and Oxygen
Color the air,
The atmosphere is near
But just out of reach,
We're forbidden by the gravity
That grabs us by our feet
The stars gaze upon us
With both pity and glee
The world keeps on spinning
Being destroyed by monkeys
In the void it shines bright
A beautifully crafted blue gem
White clouds shroud the darkness,
The despair that lives within


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] * 2
    #24032890 - 01/23/17 10:06 AM (7 years, 6 days ago)

the snake is being picked up, the arrow is being launched
the scorpion strikes the fish, in air,  that brings the golden dawn
the rooster crows a silence, and the phoenix is arising
the motrix delivers son within the womb of virgo, crying
water has received the earth, God's fire is alighting.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] * 2
    #24036012 - 01/24/17 01:12 PM (7 years, 4 days ago)

Digital Channels

Right now i am imagining
an ever evolving Earth
with all co-sentient beings
resisting twain, harmonic,
and every one in conscience
the greeter to eachother.
the demographic of the skyrocketing,
people talking to themselves
presenting their Youtube channels.
i am an impassioned soul,
for what, i do not know.
we suffer and wonder
what it was for all
the lowest people
in the world
to breath a little more.
persistence of oblivion
lost in the land of chore
rope dancer's, musical plays,
and geometric scores


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good leaves more good things then when it had arrived
bad takes and eats all things and then repletes itself through it's own devouring.
all that is good gets sullened
and everything that is evil gets praised
the manipulators and the convincers have gotten a leg up
and made the world lopsided;
good is evil and evil is good
words might be the only thing that show the world the truth
in a benevolent action, the world can love, but love alone cannot prevail
or
good things always
leave more of what is proclaimed as good,
then when it had arrived;
when it is eventually gone.
evil takes and devours what is good and anything in particular,
until it eventually destroys itself.
evil is a lose-lose game.
good is a win-win game.
simple explanation of ethics...what is left
in-between these two options
is simply a misguided attempt at either intention.


Edited by akira_akuma (01/27/17 10:13 AM)


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] * 2
    #24036369 - 01/24/17 03:26 PM (7 years, 4 days ago)

glyphs in my eyes
i'm reading my epitaph
overseer and an observation
molecules breakin' the labs
in my brain, i descend
going deeper in my head
i don't think now
i know
i see wondrous art swelling in my eyes
that do not see,
they simply encapsulate me.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] * 1
    #24036802 - 01/24/17 06:02 PM (7 years, 4 days ago)

Quote:

akira_akuma said:
Digital Channels

Right now i am imagining
an ever evolving Earth
with all co-sentient beings
resisting twain, harmonic,
and every one in conscience
the greeter to eachother.
the demographic of the skyrocketing,
people talking to themselves
presenting their Youtube channels.
i am an impassioned soul,
for what, i do not know.
we suffer and wonder
what it was for all
the lowest people
in the world
to breath a little more.
persistence of oblivion
lost in the land of chore
rope dancer's, musical plays,
and geometric scores
good leaves more good things then when it had arrived
bad takes and eats all things and then repletes itself through it's own devouring.
all that is good gets sullened
and everything that is evil gets praised
the manipulators and the convincers have gotten a leg up
and made the world lopsided;
good is evil and evil is good
words might be the only thing that show the world the truth
in a benevolent action, the world can love, but love alone cannot prevail
or
good things always
leave more of what is proclaimed as good,
then when it had arrived;
when it is eventually gone.
evil takes and devours what is good and anything in particular,
until it eventually destroys itself.
evil is a lose-lose game.
good is a win-win game.
simple explanation of ethics...what is left
in-between these two options
is simply a misguided attempt at either intention.




Likin' it. :thumbup:


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] * 3
    #24037000 - 01/24/17 07:06 PM (7 years, 4 days ago)

Fake


Magicians do know how to fool
They're actors really, tricks their tool
They have you looking elsewhere, see?
And in no time, collect their fee

Forgers, too, have their trick bag
Entire careers are just a gag
The expert ones do understand
That truth and fiction go hand-in-hand

Appearances aren't what they seem
One cannot know what mundane means
If one's observant, no way to tell
The real from a magic spell

What's right before, it seems all right
But facts aren't given to you by sight!
Illusion's really what's afoot
Neatness and order kaput!

Most believe just what they want
But had they knowledge truth would haunt
There isn't any way, in fact
To have no faith in this play's act

If truth and fiction are so the same
Is there a difference, or just a game?
I like to think there is an answer
But for this poem, I'm just a dancer


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] * 2
    #24037217 - 01/24/17 08:34 PM (7 years, 4 days ago)

The Machinist

Trapped in the head,
Locked at the hips
Choking the heart
Thinking that he held a piece.
But of the life he took away,
There was no release.


Edited by Kurt (01/24/17 08:51 PM)


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Kurt] * 3
    #24037394 - 01/24/17 10:00 PM (7 years, 4 days ago)

The Wren

The days flutter by like sky
And convalece into cosmic eggs
True coins of constancy though,
Iconoclasts crash through
Breaking down my walls
And soon come to give me a hell
I couldn't want more- for what would I to tell?
But I rebuild, futily reborn
I can see the doors of lore unfold
Imagination sighs, a fold arises,
And senses are told they need surmises
Like why a mere utterance makes machinations
Thinking- visions; and can break
A tiring schism- worry not,
I hear a Wren (that's striped with red)
It calms my mood, and uneasy gait


Edited by akira_akuma (01/29/17 02:00 PM)


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] * 3
    #24038474 - 01/25/17 11:57 AM (7 years, 3 days ago)

And so the battle wages on
Rages, every dusk and every dawn
So many pages...
Discarded and withdrawn
Disregarded for so long
Pseudomorphic poems composed
A thousand ineffective love songs
Once guarded but inevitably disposed
My feeble and failed attempts exposed
To portray the beauty of a black rose
To display the way her spirit glows
For I am just a simple man
Devoid of any master plan
Damned if I do
Damned if I don't
I would if I could
But I can't...
So I won't...
The choice is all mine
I whine, I cry, I pine
At least It's a victimless crime
Whether spontaneous or contrived
I still struggle to define
The beauty within her eyes
What lies behind is utterly sublime
The never-ending gradient
Of her soul's vibrant radiance
Is virtually impossible to describe
For a man as blind as I
Oh well...
I tried...
Better luck next time
I realize...
What's confined within these lines
Is but a fraction of what comprises
How she makes me feel inside
And how she stimulates my mind

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