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AndresAjala Mar 3
Here we sit at the table,
of our life,
of our home.

It is just you and me,
to say what we feel,
to grow.

I want you to listen,
to my words,
without judgment.

I want you to see my struggles,
without opinions,
without trying to fix them.

I want you to see my struggles,
motivating me,
without pushing me to resolve them.

I wish for you to trust me,
without burdening me,
without demands.

I wish for you to help me,
without deciding for me.

I wish for you to care for me,
to protect me,
without erasing me.

I wish for you to look at me,
without projections,
without fear.

I wish for you to love me,
without suffocating me,
without binding me.

I want you to protect me,
without lies,
but with a true heart.

I want you to hold me,
not out of possession,
not by taking responsibility for me.

I wish for you to walk beside me,
without invading,
without controlling.

I wish for you to accept me,
every dark part of me,
without trying to change it.

I want us to see our struggles,
with empathy,
with solidarity.

I want that after every battle,
there is no resentment,
but peace reigns instead.

I wish for you to tell me everything you feel,
even the things that trouble you.

I want you to know,
that everything I ask of you,
I can give in return.

I wish for you to know,
that you can always count on me.
Drown all drunk in peace so deep,
Where silence sings and angels sleep.
Let joy's wild fire gently fade,
And calm, like rivers, softly invade.

Let the stars fall, not in haste,
But bathed in peace, a sacred taste.
O' Cup Bearer come, with gentle hand,
To still the soul, and make it stand.

The moon shall dim its glowing light,
And rest in peace through endless night.
Make the mountains bow with grace,
Their peaks a reflection of Heaven’s face.

Let winds, once fierce, now whisper clear,
A song of peace for all to hear.
Drown the oceans, once wild and loud,
In waves of stillness, soft and proud.

Let the tides of chaos cease to rise,
And peace descend from distant skies.
Let hearts, once wild, now find their rest,
In the quiet calm that fills the chest.

O' Cup Bearer pour, with tender care,
A liquid peace beyond compare.
Let souls, intoxicated by bliss,
Find their peace in the endless abyss.

Drown the creation in tranquil sound,
Where silence reigns, and love is found.
In the depths of peace, let all be free,
Drunk on calm, in eternity.

Drown all drunk in peace so pure,
A solace deep, forever sure.
In stillness, let the world be swept,
A moment of peace where none is kept.
In the Arms of Peace 02/03/2025 Β© All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
Through veils of twilight realms, my steps align,
A pilgrim bound by questions yet untold.
Between existence planes, I seek to find
A purpose veiled in shadows, bright yet cold.

The liminal expanse, a fleeting seam,
Where echoes hum with truths beyond the light.
Unfinished whispers weave my fragile dream,
A cosmic hymn that calls through endless night.

In this in-between, I find my soul,
Where stars ignite the cosmic harmony
Through shifting mists, I glimpse the infinite
Within in its depths, peer into a dark hole
The dance of shadows, darkness, and pure sea
And in its rhythm, my heart finds ecstasy
Novaero Nov 2024
As I dwell within His vicinity
in search for Cleopatra's stone
His angels rise at the complexity
of the presence that dwells within

Wondering, lost in Labyrinth's embrace
I, at last, have the glimpse of hope, a distant light
As I drenched my soul in His blood to see Your face
Finally, the upper hand, I have within the fight

Inhumane, the nature that dwells within my psychology
along with tenacious entities, calibrating
as to describe the extremity of the Torturous self-tyranny
I place the pen on the table and let You do the narrating

Your grace, I can say, has spoken enough
Whispers in the dark, unseen and unheard
Strategic in battle like the argent chough
sufficient damage incurred
XI.VII.MMIII. Let us delve into a personal journey of spiritual exploration and internal conflict, exploring themes of divine intervention, self-discovery and the struggle between good and evil.
Kashi Sep 2024
Unearthing the dirt
Buried in the heart
Planting a seed
With hope and love
Waiting for it to grow
Into
And out of
It all
This poem is called Cyclical. It sums up our lives, from the most tiny moment to the universal. The beginning is the end is the beginning.
Kani Sep 2024
Good god Ganesha
Climbing into hearts
In a flick of a moment
With a sweet smile
And answers bestowed
In the nick of time
All is well
When Ganesha is aboard
May you all have a prosperous Ganesh Chaturthi this year. May Lord Ganesh remove all obstacles for you.
Kashi Sep 2024
A dear friend who comes to my aid
Everytime, no matter what I need or want or just be
Because he is the best friend one can have
Stands by always attending to all
Mine, and always cheering me
Beyond the world’s noise
Predicting what I can’t
Thank you my friend
Vouching for my success
Despite discouragements
Quite a lovely birthday
You have, with the world
Cheering you always
Amazing friend I have
For eternity
May you all have a prosperous Ganesh Chaturthi this year. May Lord Ganesh remove all obstacles for you.
[π™Ώπš›πš˜πš•πš˜πšπšžπšŽ]

π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
π™²πšŠπš— 𝚒𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 πš πš‘πšŠπš'𝚜 πš‘πš’πšπšπšŽπš—?

𝙸'πš– πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš’πš›πšœπš πš™πšŠπšπšŽ 𝚘𝚏
𝙰 πš‹πš˜πš˜πš” πšžπš—πš πš›πš’πšπšπšŽπš—.



[𝙸]
π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πšœπš™πšžπš— πš–πšŽ πš›πš˜πšžπš—πš.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πšπš˜πš˜πš” πš–πšŽ πš πš’πšπš‘ 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš’πš— πš’πš˜πšžπš› πš˜πš›πš‹πš’πš
πšŠπš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš πš›πš˜πšπšŽ πšœπšπš˜πš›πš’πšŽπšœ πšŠπš›πš˜πšžπš—πš πš–πš’ πš•πš’πšπšŽ
πšπš‘πšŠπš πš‹πš›πš˜πš”πšŽ πš–πšŽ πšπš˜πš πš—.

... π™°πš—πš πš–πšŠπšπšŽ πš–πšŽ πš πš‘πš˜ 𝙸 πšŠπš–.


[𝙸𝙸]
π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πš πš›πšžπš—πš πš–πšŽ 𝚘𝚞𝚝.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πšπš›πšŠπš‹πš‹πšŽπš πš‘πš˜πš•πš 𝚘𝚏 πšπš‘πšŽ πšπšŠπš‹πš›πš’πšŒ 𝚘𝚏 πš–πš’ πšœπš˜πšžπš•
πšŠπš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšπš πš’πšœπšπšŽπš πš–πšŽ πšžπš—πšπš’πš• πš’πšŽπšŠπš›πšœ 𝚘𝚏 πšπš›πšŠπšžπš–πšŠ πš™πš˜πšžπš›πšŽπš 𝚘𝚞𝚝.

... π™°πš—πš πšŒπš’πš›πšŒπš•πšŽπš πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš›πšŠπš’πš—.



[𝙸𝙸𝙸]
π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πš”πš—πš˜πš  πš‘πš˜πš  𝚝𝚘 πš πš›πš’πšπšŽ.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πšŽπšπšŒπš‘πšŽπš πš–πš’ πš•πš’πšπšŽ πš’πš—πšπš˜ πš’πš˜πšžπš› πš›πš’πš—πšπšœ πš’πš— πš‹πš˜πš•πš
πšŠπš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšπš˜πš•πš πš’πš 𝚝𝚘 πš–πš’ πšŒπšŠπš•πš•πš’πš—πš πš˜πš—
πš—πšŽπš  πš–πš˜πš˜πš— πš—πš’πšπš‘πšπšœ.

... π™°πš—πš πš’πš πšŠπš•πš πšŠπš’πšœ πšπš’πš—πš πš–πš’ πšπš›πšŽπšŠπš–πšœ.



[π™Έπš…]
π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πš‹πš›πš˜πšžπšπš‘πš πš–πšŽ πš‘πš˜πš–πšŽ.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš πšŠπš•πš”πšŽπš πš–πš’ πš•πšŽπšπšœ πšπš‘πš›πš˜πšžπšπš‘ πšπšŠπš›πš”πš—πšŽπšœπšœ
πš πš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ 𝙸 πš–πšŽπš πšπš‘πšŽ πšœπš˜πšžπš—πš 𝚘𝚏 πšœπš’πš•πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ
πšŠπš—πš πšπš˜πšžπš—πš πšŒπš˜πš–πš™πšŠπš—πš’ πšŠπš•πš˜πš—πšŽ.

... π™°πš—πš πšπš›πšžπš•πš’ πš–πšŽπš πš–πš’ πšœπšπš›πšŽπš—πšπšπš‘.



[πš…]
π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πš›πšŽπšŠπš πš–πšŽ πš πšŽπš•πš•.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πšœπš™πš˜πš”πšŽ πšπš‘πšŽ πš πš˜πš›πšπšœ πšŒπš•πšŽπšŠπš— 𝚘𝚏𝚏 πš–πš’ πšœπš”πš’πš—
πšŠπš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšπš˜πš•πš πš’πš— πšπš˜πš—πšŽπšœ πšπš‘πšŠπš
πš›πš˜πšœπšŽ πšŠπš—πš πšπšŽπš•πš•.

... π™°πš—πš πš’πš πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ 𝚐𝚘𝚝 πš–πšŽ πš‘πš˜πš˜πš”πšŽπš.



[πš…π™Έ]
π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πš•πšŽπšπš πš–πšŽ πš‘πšŠπš—πšπš’πš—πš.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš‘πšžπšπšπšŽπš πš–πšŽ πšπš˜πš˜πšπš‹πš’πšŽ πšŠπš—πš πš‘πš’πš πš–πš’πšœπšπšŽπš›πš’ πš’πš—
πš–πš’ πš™πš˜πšŒπš”πšŽπšπšœ, πšπš‘πšŠπš πšŠπšπšπšŽπš› 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš•πšŽπšŠπšŸπš’πš—πš,
πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πšœπšπšŠπš›πšπšŽπš πšŽπš‘πš™πšŠπš—πšπš’πš—πš.

... π™°πš—πš 𝙸'πš– πšœπš™πš’πš•πš•πš’πš—πš πš’πš πšŠπš•πš•.



[πš…π™Έπ™Έ]
π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš›πšŽπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πšœπš™πšžπš— πš–πšŽ πš›πš˜πšžπš—πš.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš•πšŠπš’πš πš–πšŽ 𝚘𝚞𝚝 πšžπš™πš˜πš— πš’πš˜πšžπš› πš›πš’πš—πšπšœ
πšŠπš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš”πšŽπš™πš πš–πšŽ πšπšžπš•πš• πšŒπš’πš›πšŒπš•πšŽ
πšžπš—πšπš’πš• 𝚠𝚎 πšŒπšŠπš–πšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš›πš˜πšžπš—πš -
(𝚝𝚘 πšπš‘πšŽ πš™πš•πšŠπšŒπšŽ 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 πšπš˜πšžπš—πš.)


... π™°πš—πš 𝙸 πš‘πšŠπš 𝚝𝚘 πšœπšπšŽπš™ πšπš˜πš πš—.



[π™΄πš™πš’πš•πš˜πšπšžπšŽ]

π™³πšŽπšŠπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšžπš›πš—,
πš†πš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ πšŠπš›πšŽ 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš—πš˜πš ?

𝙸'πš– πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš•πšŠπšœπš πš™πšŠπšπšŽ πšŠπš—πš
πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ'𝚜 πš—πš˜ πš πš˜πš›πšπšœ 𝚝𝚘 πš‹πšŽ πšπš˜πšžπš—πš.


[π™΅πš’πš—]


- π™Όπš’πšŒπšŠ π™»πš’πšπš‘πšΒ Β 

       𝟢𝟾/𝟢𝟾/𝟸𝟹
Clearly now I see,
That my soul had a plan.
Laid out perfectly for me,
To endure and withstand.

No I wouldn't do it over,
But Id never give it up.
I just keep moving forward,
Through the lessons I pick up.

I hear it in my soul,
When it's time to make a move.
A pull I can't control,
Brings me to another truth.

A lesson meets me there,
But at first I'm blind to see it.
Repeat repeat - til I'm aware,
And then she will reveal it.

Soul decoding old ways,
Uploading what is new.
These stories of your earthly days,
Are the building blocks of you.

The source collecting energy,
From all your transformation.
With every ancestor redeemed,
She is raising her vibration.

So tune into your highest self,
And don't you ever doubt,
That you come from a higher realm,
Made of stardust all throughout.

You bring this all within you,
So watch carefully for signs.
Youll know just what to do,
When the universe aligns.

β–ͺ︎ mica light β–ͺ︎
Howsoever it may look,
it may sound,
But no other way till date,
I haveΒ  found.

For tasting the heaven,
the God's domain,
Give up the countingΒ ,
what loss or Gain.

For God is notΒ  loss and
Β  benifit you count,
Nor he can be bought
what be theΒ  amount.

You hear the soundΒ  ,
the whistle of train,
But never you find,
the whistle of train.

If candle will try,
for catchingΒ  the heat ,
And music will try for,
catching drum beat.

Can cloud get success,
in catching the rain?
And can aΒ bird find,
sky the empty terrain.?

Like fish never fathom,
what water what sea,
And fruitΒ  seldom find,
Β  the bud and the tree.

ForΒ  a FishΒ  is inΒ  water,
and a bird inΒ  sky,
Sea cannot be foundΒ  ,
whatever fishΒ   try.

As breathing not separate
from body from life,
AndΒ  familyΒ  just dependent
onΒ  part of aΒ  wife.

God' business is different,
and different his way,
He is closestΒ  ofΒ theΒ  closest,
and still far away.

A man is not separate,
nor different from God,
No question disectingΒ ,
the sourceΒ with a sword.

The ProofΒ  of heaven is ,
within you my friend,
Just venture your search,
in your heart's terrain.

Ajay Amitabh Suman
A man keeps on looking for God in whole of the world, but seldom succeed in his effort. His effort isΒ  just like a fish looking to find the sea and a bird try to find out the sky. It is very difficult for them to find the sea and sky. In fact fish and bird are imseparable part of the sea and the sky. The only path is to took within themselves. Similar is the situation with Man. Man and God are not separate. When a man starts looking within, it will find the proof of heaven, ultimate abode of the God.
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