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Clara Romero Nov 2015
This one's for the forgotten gods,
for the gods whose names have faded from memory,
lost to time.
Starved from lack of devotion
You deserved better

This one's for the changed gods,
for the gods who have been made a mockery of,
reduced to comic book characters.
Living on scraps of prayers.
You will be great again

This one's for the new gods,
for the highways, TVs, casinos.
And of course the Father.
Growing fat on belief.
*You too will fade
Kenshō Sep 2015
Hanging Clouds of Mind,

Carry me to Heavenly Heights.

Speak to me thy Songs,

Ancient faces of You.

How 'i' smile when 'i' Know

~Granted a world beyond~

Could I ever reach You

Through my Lullaby?
Re-post of an older one
Amy H Aug 2015
a congregation
of creation,
Aspens gather in;
between the hills
where sunshine fills
the church of the ravine.

triumphantly the hymns
that play
on many golden ray,
light the way
for trees that pray
and touch the Heavens' gate.

a gentle breeze
is not perceived
except on leaves of green,
whose bright colors
quake and nod
moved by a breath of God.

their branches white
bathed in moonlight
reflect a spirit strong,
stood straight these years
through storm and tears
with roots in solid ground.

the Aspen Grove
how I would rove
a childhood of dreams,
my spirit always
spoken to
in company of trees.
I was out for an evening walk when the image of canyons with the Quaking Aspens suddenly struck me.  I haven't seen these trees in ages it seems, but they were a frequent site in my youth.   Many a Sunday drive in the canyons...
Invocation Jul 2015
Monkey, Climb me, I am Mother Mountain.
Crawl over my surface, climb my trees and pick my flowers.
Sleep in my shadow, lie on my face and kiss the sun.
grow as you ascend.
Stumble into my streams and praise the sky for the clear water's tickle on your hot skin.
whisper to my wind and be still: the trees respond like lost kings.
The peak shall be your glorious fulfillment and we can pray together as the sun jumps and falls over many oceans.
Wild Fox Mountain journey calls
Idiosyncrasy Jul 2015
You were the hymn I once hummed,
The chords that are hard for me to play,
The instruments I never learned,
The notes I could never reach,
But you will always be my melody,
The beat of my heart.
Once mine, always my beloved.
Will Rogers III May 2015
If only he would listen
To that which is true
He would for once glisten
And not feel so blue.

If only he would hear
The simple beauty
In each moment here
And appreciate it truly.

If only he would let go
Of that which is killing him
Each day is another blow
Instead of a hymn.

Brighter days will come
He believes they will, or else he's dumb.
[composed on April 6, 2014]
Don't stop now, you’re making good progress
History is being made
Please don't stop, wow, it is a lot of stress, yea
But think of the glory and fame
Carry on child, though your path be harsh
And your life be filled with pain
Carry through the wild, you are a shooting star
And you have a lot to gain
Ronjoy Brahma Mar 2015
नोँ आंनि सान, आंनि अखाफोर
नोँ आंनि समायना, सोदोबफोर,
नोँ आंनि देँखो।
आंनि मुलुग, आंनि अख्रां
आंनि लैथो।
नोँ जेब्लाबो आंनि।
नोँ आंनि सोरां, खोमसिनि।
नोँ आंनि रोजोबथि आरो मिनिस्लु।
आंनि मिजिँ, आंनि जेब्लाबो अनजाथाव।
नोँनि थाखाय,
आंनि मोजां मोन्नाय...
नोँखौ हास्थायो गोरबोआव,
नै गिरि गंग्लायो मानिजाथाव
जोँमा सान सोरां
आंनि गोरबोआव लामा गेबेँ
बिलिर अन्नायजोँ सोरां।
19/03/15
Ronjoy Brahma Mar 2015
जेब्लाबो समाव
आं गोसोखाङो नोँनि मुंखौ,
जोबोद गोजोन्नाय आं मोन्दाङो
नोँखौ गोथौ हास्थायनानै,
नोँखौ मोजां मोनो,
नंखाय नङा;
मा नागिरबावो आं साबसिन
हमथायो नोँनि मुस्रि बिखायाव,
बुङो नोँनो गोरबोनिफ्राय
बेसेबां मोजां मोनो नोँखौ-
अनसायो...
नेवसिनो हाया नोँखौ उल्टायै
मानोना थांना दं नोँनिनो थाखाय
मा इसे मोजां सानादि बारलांदोँ
आं नुजेन्नाय जागायनाया
नोँनो जिउनि रादाब होनाया
मानोना थांना थायो अन्नायजोँ।
19/03/15
Ronjoy Brahma Mar 2015
जेब्लाबो बुङो-
नै आंनि अनसुला गिरि
मा आंनि गुमुरा?
मा आंनि जोनोमा?
लजिँ, गोजोनफुरि
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