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jules May 7
she is blossoming
her truth
discovering the wisdom
within her higher self
channelling divine energy
she is mother earth’s child.

breathing in
the morning sky
feeling soft grass
beneath her feet
hearing the wind
whisper gently
her lover
by her side.

it was then
that she realized
she was not alone;

everything is interconnected.
she is a child of the universe.
Rama Krsna Jun 2019
this bang from aeons ago
unleashes a dark centrifugal fury
in far-flung M87
devouring neighboring stardust

the other side of
this hawking spectacle,
a black king cobra
entrancingly coils
around a thousand-petalled white lotus
finale of an existential journey

misery over....

© 2019
see my poem on kundalini
Rama Krsna Jun 2019
a curled black serpent ascends

her piercing eyes hell bent
on kissing
seven white lotus buds
placed along spine

with each peck
buds bloom in ecstasy,
reversing that
illusory mirror of duality
making dreamer and his dream one

nectar descends


© 2019
Rama Krsna Apr 2019
anahata, my darling
      how i long for union with thee

narayana, cosmic healer
      resides in this ocean of love

india, as always, for you and me
      offers solace to our bruised hearts

taamarai like
      you are grace and beauty personified

aaho purusika!
       thou art my love and my life
anahata: heart chakra/spiritual center
narayana: the lord of the universe
taamarai: lotus flower
aaho purusika: giver of the i-sense
IncholPoem Jan 2019
Bake  your  legs
on  fire
on  street.

The  strays  may
not  bark  !


Bake  your  brain-ideas
with  newspaper's
'buzzword'.

the  morning  
may  not  bark
you!



Bake  your
back  pain
towards  the
finishing  fire.

THE SIX  CHAKRAS
MAY  NOT
BARK  YOU   !
Colten Sorrells Jan 2019
feel the power surge come through my feet
as my body sways to an unheard beat
was feeling drained, forgot to charge it
something popped and someone farted
first yoga session in a week or so.
something I tend to do alone, as it is generally considered "feminine"
Colten Sorrells Dec 2018
in the now,
my feet are planted
so I don’t take my time for granted

I breathe new life
as my expression
and passions have been resurrected

so energized
restored, I sit
my inner fire has been lit

and in my heart,
the fires rage
expelling darkness in my way

now vibrations
in my throat
are of a much more pleasing tone

an open doorway
to my mind
now calmly rests between my eyes

and straight from source
a light shines down
it’s energies into my crown

all systems go
transfer complete
now I can take on anything
“Meditate. Let the light of the heart engulf you.”

Chidvilasananda
Toxic yeti Dec 2018
I cherish
One of the first times
That we coupled
We kissed
Ever so gently
Ever so tenderly
Our tounges
Doing their forbidden dance
Then you kissed
Each of my chakras
When you came to my root chakra
You gently kissed my womanhood
My body was awash of love
And awash of pleasure.
Seema Nov 2017
The sky split open
I'm ****** in a whirlpool
My body light as a feather
I am used as a tool
In another world or dimension
I not know the place
But it's too familiar
And I recognize that evil face
A demon of this world
A satanic being with filthy evil powers
Sapping my energy, draining
And this forces me to be awake for hours
Lying on my bed, praying hard
To prevail, evil forces from destroying my spirituality
Alas, I get pinned down most days
Like that of a nasty shaman practising ***** sexuality
Hitting on my chakras, stealing my energry
For somehow, I feel this person is attached to me
Please believe me, I am not insane
I feel his presence around me
And then I am left dealing with my pain
I am a spiritual person and used to feel my positive auras
Now that I am draining from my so called sickness
And feel my energy used by another for astral travel
A thief, in shadows, I can't even sketch coz of weakness
I wish to get well, I wish to live fully again
But seems, all my tries are going in vain
Hell, seems to be cracked open to let its beings out
To crawl and survive on the energies of high spirituals
Sometimes I wake up sweating with a shout
May be that's the time, this person performs the rituals
From another place unknown to me
Stealing from my meditation vault, my energies
And I am too blinded to believe and see
Coz I feel I'm in mercurial abyss, with some alienetic synergies...
Kim Johanna Baker, this poems is dedicated to you my dear poetess friend. May you get well soon :)
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