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Star BG Feb 2018
DEATH
to the self judgements  and lack of compassion
that plagues the mind.  
DEATH
to ego ruling the self that blocks truth from surfacing
disallowing the heart song to come through.


HELLO,
to the light in everyone the sparkling essence too often hidden.
HELLO,
to the spirit ready to run free in a field of life.
HELLO,
to awakening to being rebirth inside a Divine life connected to all things.
and
HELLO, to love.
Inspired by Haritha Seby a gifted poetThanks
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Temper of truth
Momentum of energy
Healing silence
Translated smile,
Whistle in the dark
Non Judgemental
Breathing a common ground
Removing difference
Perceive beauty anywhere
Murmur against a thought
Once in a lifetime
Start leading a life, free of fear
Chords awaked
Conscious living
With a third eye
Forgotten language
How to rhythm, what to say.........
Keep ego free
Never let it to be tamed

Fabricated, all just a dream.
Genre: Abstract
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
Seema Feb 2018
So here it comes to test my faith
Changing itself again and again
A disguise like no other
But carries on itself a negative rain

Everyday, it follows me like my shadow
Even I can feel its foul breath on my neck
Whispering tongues of filth
And today it tapped my back

A new test, everyday comes along
It knows my faith is strong
Yet, tries every of its ways to delude me
But gets leashes for its wrong

The pretentious predator preying
Eating away my shiney days
Clouding up heavy bags on me
And often does its own praise

I've tried to block its existence
By not hearing its sweet talks
Rather I chanted and prayed to God
While it did its pendulum walks

I stopped feeding it with my ego
And the arrogance I had
It was dying naturally, leaving
While all the negatives cleared from my head


©sim
Spilling thoughts. Fictional write.
Star BG Feb 2018
Dark thoughts try to intervene into flow
of my light wavelets of aspirations.
Judgements, fear, and doubt
spiral in whirlpool of undertow.

They try to anchor into cells
that rondevu
with ego's boat.

But sun of heartbeats foil its plan.
and harmony prevails.
Harmony to fight another day
until frequency rises
and entrance is impossible.

Freedom is mine.
Just a thought
Salma Elaouni Feb 2018
Son of Peleus
Lord of the sword
Fill my wounds with whatever filled yours
And I will chant of the wars you haven't gone on
We'll spill our drinks for the sake of glory
And curse the gods for failing our story
Son of Nymph
Drain my chest of whom it beats to
Skin it open and tear it apart
I am stuck
Stuck in a ship graveyard
Where ghosts speak my name in a lullaby
Send me an anchor
Pull me aboard
We'll sail to whatever land you command
And match our scars to whatever made us stand
Son of Peleus
Soldier of your own
Take me a rebel of another time
I am filled with wrath
And you have already gone that path
Phoenix Feb 2018
He doesn't care anymore. He doesn't see your face in a crowded room, he doesn't think about you at night. He forgot the color of your eyes even though he told you he'd never seen something so beautiful. He doesn't talk about how bad he misses you. He doesn't remember what it feels like to kiss your lips. Sweetheart, he doesn't care about you, and you chasing him will only make his ego bigger and your pride smaller. He doesn't love you anymore. I'm so sorry.
Snehith Kumbla Feb 2018
the joy of
having a few
currency notes
in the jeans pocket,

and floating through
the day in careless
glee is all but over,
they tax our hearts,

they tax our minds,
plying election dreams
and lust for drugged
drowsy seats of power,

down with leisure!
their cattle call.
Star BG Feb 2018
In graveyard of an ego mind
little skeletons of old thoughts
attempt to rise.
They dance about
trying to gain a life after death.

They move as zombies
with dead cells
harboring fear, lack, and judgment.

My focus on grave-site
is imperative before
virus of negativity spreads.

Affirmations rock solid cover
with intent to for
evermore put them rest.
as mind realigns with heart.

A place where now flowers grow
warmed with the sun's
vibrations of love.
Inspired by Ankit Kumar Upadhyay Thanks
carrying a humongous ego*
is so heavy in weight
it's much like a fifty ton
load of lead freight

who in their right mind wants
to haul around a cargo this big
being encumbered by it
could easily sink the brig

an ego of enormous size
isn't worth the shoulder stress
so don't put yourself under
*such a burden of duress
Alexis Jan 2018
My name is Alexis

And I'm and addict;

Just 19.
Who wouldve thought...
Amphetamine.
This ***** ******* habit
Keeps on reeking ****** havoc
This heavy dose, i love the most
Its fist is wrapped around my throat
So tightly roped, i try to cope
But have i told you of the voice
As if I have no simple choice
Every night i hear that noise
It whispers and hisses ill fame
And in my saviours name
I rebuked this devil and said he was to blame
Tragic it was when I feared we were  same
Only briefly, so before he fell away from me
And from grace, I needed just once to see his
Face
I summoned him, provoked in that hour
The devil at hand, while within my power
To show his cowardly self, and he appeared
The "Self" ishness in me. A mirror I saw
I cant escape this hate for law
To **** myself and laugh at me
My reflection says, "don't you see?"
I am the devil in you. You can't be free.
a holy verse you know so well
Said in the Lords house you just might dwell
It taught you truly the nature of god
And to write euphemisms, o poet in facaude
The complex you create to be above
This evil thing you cannot love
Inside of you, that is called "I"
The devil I am. That lives inside
In the Word I learned to know of this god in which you abide
guiding you to deny me to death.
Dissonance from guilt, creates in you, me
A separate enity, in which you can't be free
Except in flesh, of responsiblity
But without you, I don't exist
Denying the self inside, shouldn't feel like such bliss
But to yourslef, you lie
And within I die, every time
A juvenile in your prime
You forget me and commit the one sin
Which honestly can't be forgiven
Denial of error, dont look so blue
Failing to forgive the devil in you, it's true
You deny me by your own will
A chance to have peace, to be still
In rebuking me, what's left is condemnation
Eternal damnation
It is the "self" you dismiss
When the pipe you kiss
Makes you feel I do not exist
So let this god cast me away
But it's your own soul you lost today
I am the devil. The mirror.
You're truest fear.
In church this is called blashepmy
But I like to call it your ego,
We both know you cant let go
Pure humanity, inner calamity
To deny thy self love, such profanity.
To repeat this rejection expecting a new "me".....
Literally defined: NOUN
Insanity.

The devil in me is so profound.


I will not be forgiven. Because I will it not.

I deny my pain.
So slowly driven my self insane..
Pray not for peace but Novacane
to numb these rotting teeth, that ache so slowly,  only subject to the sovereign hand of time; this cycle. This crime.
This line of mine
Amphetamine.
But the conscious is clean
Alteast... I think?
In honor of sobroety, to thine own self be true
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