#blissful - Hello Poetry

#blissful

What is beauty? Which is pleasant to the eye Which makes us forget who we are ,for a moment Which makes us escape reality Which is sublime Which makes us feel closer to divine Which makes our eyes bigger Which gives us blissful tears -Sandeep Kaushal

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May 30, 2025

May 30, 2025 at 5:18 AM UTC

What is beauty? Which is pleasant to the eye Which makes us forget who we are ,for a moment Which makes us escape reality Which is sublime Which makes us feel closer to divine Which makes our eyes bigger Which gives us blissful tears -Sandeep Kaushal

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In that kiss, all is known, A universe in love is sown.

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Feb 6, 2025

Feb 6, 2025 at 10:54 AM UTC

In that kiss, all is known, A universe in love is sown.

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Poetess: Behold, thy clay-cup, thou hast in hand, A vessel frail, yet deep as night’s command. What secrets dost thou hide beneath thine eyes, Like stars that flicker ‘cross the midnight skies? O’ Raise thy crown, sweet poet, rouse thy dream, For I have waited long by fate’s own seam. Let not this moment pass with idle grace, But let us meet, heart's rhythm face to face. Poet: Ah, gentle muse, thy words, they pierce my soul, A tempest swift, yet soft as zephyr’s stroll. I am but wave upon a boundless sea, And thou, sweet queen, dost reign o’er earth and me. Thine eyes, sweet orbs, more fair than dawn’s first light, Do light my path and chase away the night. If I be king, thou art my heart’s delight, A sovereign true, with power pure and bright. _ Poetess: O’ poet, thou art but a beggar bold, Thy heart doth seek but riches more untold. Yet in thy gaze, there lies a world untamed, A wild desire that none can ever name. I, thine empress, doth feel a hunger deep, A longing that from waking dreams doth creep. Thy passion calls me, like the moon to tides, And in thy yearning, my own soul abides. Poet: Thy devotion, like a perfume sweet, Doth fill the air where’er my heart doth beat. Thy love, a flame that flickers, soft and bright, Doth set my soul afire in darkest night. Oh, what is this, this strange and fleeting bliss? What magic lies within thy tender kiss? For thou dost hold my heart within thy grasp, Yet still, I tremble, lost in love’s sweet clasp. - Poetess: Before me, thou dost shine, a moon so fair, A light that bids my heart to bravely dare. My soul, it opens like a flower to thee, In the sweet garden where we both are free. Thou art the storm, the tempest in my breast, Yet in thy rage, I find my soul at rest. For though thou burn’st with passion wild and true, I, like the ember, long to burn for you. Poet: O’ darling muse, thou art the sun and sky, Thine beauty makes the stars themselves to sigh. Each glance thou cast, a tender melody, That sings within the deepest part of me. In thee, I see the world, both far and near, A dream made flesh, a vision bright and clear. Thy love, like honey, drips upon my lips, And in thy kiss, my soul doth sweetly slip. - Poetess: Thou art a merchant of the finest lore, Each whispered word doth make my spirit soar. In every breath, thy name is softly sung, A lover’s hymn, forever on my tongue. Oh, let me drown in such sweet ecstasy, For thou art both my ship and liberty. In thy embrace, I find my heart’s own bliss, For in thy love, my soul hath found its kiss. Poet: O’ morning dew, thou art a soft caress, Thy beauty drips with nature’s own finesse. I would thee hold, with passion’s tender plea, And let thy love run wild and deep in me. A thousand kisses, soft as velvet’s fold, Lie waiting ‘pon thy lips, so fair and bold. For thou art all my heart hath ever known, And in thy love, I find my truest throne. - Poetess: O’ river wild, whose currents doth beguile, I long to drown within thy love awhile. Thy waters deep, where none may dare to reach, Thy waves doth whisper to my soul to teach. Take me, O’ river, in thy sweet embrace, And let thy love become my sacred place. In thee, I long to lose my very mind, For in thy depths, my heart is sure to find. Poet: O’ wine divine, thy sweetness fills my veins, A draught that doth remove all earthly pains. Thou art the dawn, the fire, and the sun, Thine love, the golden thread that makes me one. In thee, my heart doth burn with love’s true light, And in thy gaze, I see the world alight. Thou art my muse, my song, my dream, my art, The very essence of my beating heart. - Poetess: O’ breath of life, thou art my heart’s own rhyme, Together, we shall stand against all time. Thy touch, a sweet and endless lullaby, That soothes my soul and lifts my spirit high. Let us not part, but live in endless grace, For in thy love, I’ve found my rightful place. Thou art my king, my heart, my guiding star, In thee, I see all heaven from afar. Poet: O’ moon, thou hast my heart, my soul, my name, In thee, I find my peace, my endless flame. Thou art my light, my dark, my fate, my truth, And in thy love, I find eternal youth. With thee, my muse, I walk through love’s embrace, For in thine arms, I find my resting place. Thy heart and mine, a perfect symphony, Together bound for all eternity.

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Dec 21, 2024

Dec 21, 2024 at 4:18 PM UTC

A Clash of Words: Twixt Poet and Poetess

Poetess: Behold, thy clay-cup, thou hast in hand, A vessel frail, yet deep as night’s command. What secrets dost thou hide beneath thine eyes, Like stars that flicker ‘cross the midnight skies? O’ Raise thy crown, sweet poet, rouse thy dream, For I have waited long by fate’s own seam. Let not this moment pass with idle grace, But let us meet, heart's rhythm face to face. Poet: Ah, gentle muse, thy words, they pierce my soul, A tempest swift, yet soft as zephyr’s stroll. I am but wave upon a boundless sea, And thou, sweet queen, dost reign o’er earth and me. Thine eyes, sweet orbs, more fair than dawn’s first light, Do light my path and chase away the night. If I be king, thou art my heart’s delight, A sovereign true, with power pure and bright. _ Poetess: O’ poet, thou art but a beggar bold, Thy heart doth seek but riches more untold. Yet in thy gaze, there lies a world untamed, A wild desire that none can ever name. I, thine empress, doth feel a hunger deep, A longing that from waking dreams doth creep. Thy passion calls me, like the moon to tides, And in thy yearning, my own soul abides. Poet: Thy devotion, like a perfume sweet, Doth fill the air where’er my heart doth beat. Thy love, a flame that flickers, soft and bright, Doth set my soul afire in darkest night. Oh, what is this, this strange and fleeting bliss? What magic lies within thy tender kiss? For thou dost hold my heart within thy grasp, Yet still, I tremble, lost in love’s sweet clasp. - Poetess: Before me, thou dost shine, a moon so fair, A light that bids my heart to bravely dare. My soul, it opens like a flower to thee, In the sweet garden where we both are free. Thou art the storm, the tempest in my breast, Yet in thy rage, I find my soul at rest. For though thou burn’st with passion wild and true, I, like the ember, long to burn for you. Poet: O’ darling muse, thou art the sun and sky, Thine beauty makes the stars themselves to sigh. Each glance thou cast, a tender melody, That sings within the deepest part of me. In thee, I see the world, both far and near, A dream made flesh, a vision bright and clear. Thy love, like honey, drips upon my lips, And in thy kiss, my soul doth sweetly slip. - Poetess: Thou art a merchant of the finest lore, Each whispered word doth make my spirit soar. In every breath, thy name is softly sung, A lover’s hymn, forever on my tongue. Oh, let me drown in such sweet ecstasy, For thou art both my ship and liberty. In thy embrace, I find my heart’s own bliss, For in thy love, my soul hath found its kiss. Poet: O’ morning dew, thou art a soft caress, Thy beauty drips with nature’s own finesse. I would thee hold, with passion’s tender plea, And let thy love run wild and deep in me. A thousand kisses, soft as velvet’s fold, Lie waiting ‘pon thy lips, so fair and bold. For thou art all my heart hath ever known, And in thy love, I find my truest throne. - Poetess: O’ river wild, whose currents doth beguile, I long to drown within thy love awhile. Thy waters deep, where none may dare to reach, Thy waves doth whisper to my soul to teach. Take me, O’ river, in thy sweet embrace, And let thy love become my sacred place. In thee, I long to lose my very mind, For in thy depths, my heart is sure to find. Poet: O’ wine divine, thy sweetness fills my veins, A draught that doth remove all earthly pains. Thou art the dawn, the fire, and the sun, Thine love, the golden thread that makes me one. In thee, my heart doth burn with love’s true light, And in thy gaze, I see the world alight. Thou art my muse, my song, my dream, my art, The very essence of my beating heart. - Poetess: O’ breath of life, thou art my heart’s own rhyme, Together, we shall stand against all time. Thy touch, a sweet and endless lullaby, That soothes my soul and lifts my spirit high. Let us not part, but live in endless grace, For in thy love, I’ve found my rightful place. Thou art my king, my heart, my guiding star, In thee, I see all heaven from afar. Poet: O’ moon, thou hast my heart, my soul, my name, In thee, I find my peace, my endless flame. Thou art my light, my dark, my fate, my truth, And in thy love, I find eternal youth. With thee, my muse, I walk through love’s embrace, For in thine arms, I find my resting place. Thy heart and mine, a perfect symphony, Together bound for all eternity.

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In this clash of hearts, a symphony arose, Where words became the veil that love composed. And each gaze, each whisper, each stolen sigh, Bound them together, beneath the endless sky.

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Dec 14, 2024

Dec 14, 2024 at 1:04 PM UTC

A Clash of Hearts

In this clash of hearts, a symphony arose, Where words became the veil that love composed. And each gaze, each whisper, each stolen sigh, Bound them together, beneath the endless sky.

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How to describe that moment when we wake at last? Tentatively emerging from the comfortable cocoon of that early, endless summer ****** into a cold, vibrant land, full of beauty and pain Equipped with a newfound vigor but fueled by our disillusionment Here, in the infancy of our societal influence Fresh off a restful bout of childhood ignorance We take aim to preserve that magic, for as long as we can We dance in the summer rain, so it might not fade away… But when do we lose focus? When do we become, The target of long lost laughter, relenting to the forces of absurdity? Perhaps when our world comes crashing down With the weight of a thousand suns When purity falls prey to the stalking darkness That lives in the darkened mire We’re all lost souls in this garden world As our sanity stumbles with each passing season From a fleeting glimpse at beauty in the warmth of the spring to our frozen heart from winter’s endless pain What is it we really want then? As we wake up dreaming of a peaceful life, of blue skies, and free-flowing thoughts in the warm embrace of a sun-kissed day But out of darkness, fear does grow Those memories seem so far away. Saddled with willing acts of complacency We trudge on, immune to our nagging decency For as we stand on the edge of the abyss Faced by the power of the absurd We can’t help but look down Into the unrelenting grimace of finality Can we recapture, moments lost, memories fallen from the hardened heart of our war-torn soul? For deep inside, perhaps we’ll find A glimpse at a forgotten past Might we gather one last breath, A passing whiff of that summer day So long ago, when we dreamt of a greater purpose and when magic Enveloped our reality with the warm embrace of mystery and intrigue Might we realize then that pain makes beauty? And as we stand on the edge of the abyss Trading a summer daydream For a midnight reverie We take a step back…

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Nov 18, 2022

Nov 18, 2022 at 12:37 PM UTC

How to describe that moment when we wake at last? Tentatively emerging from the comfortable cocoon of that early, endless summer ****** into a cold, vibrant land, full of beauty and pain Equipped with a newfound vigor but fueled by our disillusionment Here, in the infancy of our societal influence Fresh off a restful bout of childhood ignorance We take aim to preserve that magic, for as long as we can We dance in the summer rain, so it might not fade away… But when do we lose focus? When do we become, The target of long lost laughter, relenting to the forces of absurdity? Perhaps when our world comes crashing down With the weight of a thousand suns When purity falls prey to the stalking darkness That lives in the darkened mire We’re all lost souls in this garden world As our sanity stumbles with each passing season From a fleeting glimpse at beauty in the warmth of the spring to our frozen heart from winter’s endless pain What is it we really want then? As we wake up dreaming of a peaceful life, of blue skies, and free-flowing thoughts in the warm embrace of a sun-kissed day But out of darkness, fear does grow Those memories seem so far away. Saddled with willing acts of complacency We trudge on, immune to our nagging decency For as we stand on the edge of the abyss Faced by the power of the absurd We can’t help but look down Into the unrelenting grimace of finality Can we recapture, moments lost, memories fallen from the hardened heart of our war-torn soul? For deep inside, perhaps we’ll find A glimpse at a forgotten past Might we gather one last breath, A passing whiff of that summer day So long ago, when we dreamt of a greater purpose and when magic Enveloped our reality with the warm embrace of mystery and intrigue Might we realize then that pain makes beauty? And as we stand on the edge of the abyss Trading a summer daydream For a midnight reverie We take a step back…

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Every day I think of this How we forget and find true bliss Some may think this is all a joke But I laugh and take another **** Find yourself alone at last Everything around us moves too fast Stuck in a daze but its alright Don't mind being the one out of sight -AJT

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Dec 22, 2021

Dec 22, 2021 at 12:53 AM UTC

The_Wasted_Wordsmith

Every day I think of this How we forget and find true bliss Some may think this is all a joke But I laugh and take another **** Find yourself alone at last Everything around us moves too fast Stuck in a daze but its alright Don't mind being the one out of sight -AJT

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Lull my body dull my self, ye good poet of mine; I could use some lullaby at this starry night—starry stars in heavens, creations from the comforter; oblivion now seemingly a synonym of blissful state of a mind; countless stars—starry are they, boundless thoughts—wild, rowdy thoughts and imaginations un-checked, stimulating, eager to be loaded and fired, and so on, et cetera. They are crossing the sky dressed in a hue of midnight. I think of my late-night coffee to be some reason for this, but I'll never be sure, still.

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Aug 24, 2020

Aug 24, 2020 at 10:31 PM UTC

Lull my body dull my self, ye good poet of mine; I could use some lullaby at this starry night—starry stars in heavens, creations from the comforter; oblivion now seemingly a synonym of blissful state of a mind; countless stars—starry are they, boundless thoughts—wild, rowdy thoughts and imaginations un-checked, stimulating, eager to be loaded and fired, and so on, et cetera. They are crossing the sky dressed in a hue of midnight. I think of my late-night coffee to be some reason for this, but I'll never be sure, still.

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Ding! . . . Ding! . . . A man locks eyes with an artificial light that shows a world clouded in darkness. Gleaming with empty words and false promises, the light is shut. “Not now,” he says, as he drifts of into the night. Ding! . . . Ding! . . . The man springs from his bed, chasing the light. Yet his calloused hands go stiff— he backs away with a shake of the head. “I’m not ready,” he says, as he eyeballs a dusky mirror reflecting on days that have long gone. Ding! . . . Ding! . . . This time, he merely acknowledged the light— the light that enamored him once, maybe twice. Yet this time, he simply glanced as it died in the twilight. “Why bother?” he says, as he dreams of days that once were.

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Aug 12, 2020

Aug 12, 2020 at 8:50 AM UTC

Blissful Ignorance

Ding! . . . Ding! . . . A man locks eyes with an artificial light that shows a world clouded in darkness. Gleaming with empty words and false promises, the light is shut. “Not now,” he says, as he drifts of into the night. Ding! . . . Ding! . . . The man springs from his bed, chasing the light. Yet his calloused hands go stiff— he backs away with a shake of the head. “I’m not ready,” he says, as he eyeballs a dusky mirror reflecting on days that have long gone. Ding! . . . Ding! . . . This time, he merely acknowledged the light— the light that enamored him once, maybe twice. Yet this time, he simply glanced as it died in the twilight. “Why bother?” he says, as he dreams of days that once were.

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Watching the sunset feels so peaceful Watching the sunset indeed's blissful But no sunset can be so beautiful when i look at you

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Jul 16, 2020

Jul 16, 2020 at 11:43 PM UTC

Watching the sunset feels so peaceful Watching the sunset indeed's blissful But no sunset can be so beautiful when i look at you

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Just closing eyes My mind flowing Through my thoughts Wondering whether My presence serves for a purpose or not

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May 12, 2020

May 12, 2020 at 3:24 AM UTC

Just closing eyes My mind flowing Through my thoughts Wondering whether My presence serves for a purpose or not

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True Love is bliss, it's not just a kiss It's sad this truth in life we miss We sing and we dance And we enjoy the romance But the bliss and the peace of True Love we miss What is Love, seems a strange question to ask Falling in Love is a very easy task When somebody makes your heart dance And you feel the romance Life becomes beautiful and you live in that trance Haven't you seen kids loving their mom and dad? Friendship too is Love, it's not just a fad When there is Love, there is bliss Love is not just a passionate kiss There are many different types of Love in fact It's sad that people think *** is Love Even without *** you can be hand in glove With True Love, two become one Yes, True Love is a lot of fun It's happiness that takes you far above When we speak of True Love, what exactly is meant? In ignorance of True Love, our life is spent True Love is really magic That we miss it, is tragic True Love is a gift that is God sent Love is Love, but True Love is bliss It is not just *** it is not just a kiss True Love is something great But it is not everybody's fate It is sad though we live, this treasure we miss True Love is not just of body and mind True Love is not something which the heart can find What is our Goal? Find True Love in the Soul Then in True Love you will find two Souls will bind With True Love you find that two become one There are no disagreements and life becomes fun When 'you' and 'me' become 'us' Then there is no more fuss And the treasure of True Love in life is won The Greeks called Eros, the Love of passion But Agape was True Love that was their mission True Love was not just physical And neither intellectual or emotional True Love was to make Godly Love the obsession If Love is so beautiful then why do we cry? Why do lovers fight and then question why? Because there is Love But there is no True Love The beauty of Love very soon does die What makes you think that Love is a kiss? What makes you believe that romance is bliss? When you give away your heart And you see it's torn apart Then you realize that you made a miss When you realize True Love in the Soul There is peace in the Heart, and joy is whole And you see beyond the skin And you Love the one within Then you have found True Love, your very life goal In True Love, you are compassionate and kind, you give True Love is such that you always forgive True Love makes one free And you live joyously It is with True Love that one can truly live True Love is a Divine Rainbow with Colours Seven Colours that burst from White and make you feel you are in Heaven It is the Love of Body and Mind The Love of Heart and Soul True Love is Divine, it takes you to Cloud Eleven It's time to stop and True Love to find To go beyond body and to go beyond mind True Love is in the Soul What is the ultimate goal? To discover True Love and to put everything behind True Love is Spiritual, True Love is Divine True Love is more ******** than *** and wine True Love transcends the heart And goes deep within the Soul True Love is loving God and making life whole When you discover True Love, you smile all the while For you see the Divine, everywhere, all the time You see beyond body, you see beyond mind When True Love in every Soul you find True Love makes life blissful, True Love we must find

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Apr 20, 2020

Apr 20, 2020 at 6:33 AM UTC

True Love is Bliss

True Love is bliss, it's not just a kiss It's sad this truth in life we miss We sing and we dance And we enjoy the romance But the bliss and the peace of True Love we miss What is Love, seems a strange question to ask Falling in Love is a very easy task When somebody makes your heart dance And you feel the romance Life becomes beautiful and you live in that trance Haven't you seen kids loving their mom and dad? Friendship too is Love, it's not just a fad When there is Love, there is bliss Love is not just a passionate kiss There are many different types of Love in fact It's sad that people think *** is Love Even without *** you can be hand in glove With True Love, two become one Yes, True Love is a lot of fun It's happiness that takes you far above When we speak of True Love, what exactly is meant? In ignorance of True Love, our life is spent True Love is really magic That we miss it, is tragic True Love is a gift that is God sent Love is Love, but True Love is bliss It is not just *** it is not just a kiss True Love is something great But it is not everybody's fate It is sad though we live, this treasure we miss True Love is not just of body and mind True Love is not something which the heart can find What is our Goal? Find True Love in the Soul Then in True Love you will find two Souls will bind With True Love you find that two become one There are no disagreements and life becomes fun When 'you' and 'me' become 'us' Then there is no more fuss And the treasure of True Love in life is won The Greeks called Eros, the Love of passion But Agape was True Love that was their mission True Love was not just physical And neither intellectual or emotional True Love was to make Godly Love the obsession If Love is so beautiful then why do we cry? Why do lovers fight and then question why? Because there is Love But there is no True Love The beauty of Love very soon does die What makes you think that Love is a kiss? What makes you believe that romance is bliss? When you give away your heart And you see it's torn apart Then you realize that you made a miss When you realize True Love in the Soul There is peace in the Heart, and joy is whole And you see beyond the skin And you Love the one within Then you have found True Love, your very life goal In True Love, you are compassionate and kind, you give True Love is such that you always forgive True Love makes one free And you live joyously It is with True Love that one can truly live True Love is a Divine Rainbow with Colours Seven Colours that burst from White and make you feel you are in Heaven It is the Love of Body and Mind The Love of Heart and Soul True Love is Divine, it takes you to Cloud Eleven It's time to stop and True Love to find To go beyond body and to go beyond mind True Love is in the Soul What is the ultimate goal? To discover True Love and to put everything behind True Love is Spiritual, True Love is Divine True Love is more ******** than *** and wine True Love transcends the heart And goes deep within the Soul True Love is loving God and making life whole When you discover True Love, you smile all the while For you see the Divine, everywhere, all the time You see beyond body, you see beyond mind When True Love in every Soul you find True Love makes life blissful, True Love we must find

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You never realize you’re potent, Always absorbed to ponder differently! ***** Your argumentative nature Make many one peeved! ***** But no one realize Where lies the Idea of own thoughtfulness Alternative thinking! ***** You mobilize the collective To think alternatively And work differently To put colours in others life To make them blissful! ***** No one able to forget About your thought and effort To form a collective To putting colour of happiness for other! ***** Now everyone is committed to continue your endeavor ! To bring colours of delightedness to other!

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Mar 28, 2020

Mar 28, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC

jayanra-kr-sarma

Harbinger of livewire

You never realize you’re potent, Always absorbed to ponder differently! ***** Your argumentative nature Make many one peeved! ***** But no one realize Where lies the Idea of own thoughtfulness Alternative thinking! ***** You mobilize the collective To think alternatively And work differently To put colours in others life To make them blissful! ***** No one able to forget About your thought and effort To form a collective To putting colour of happiness for other! ***** Now everyone is committed to continue your endeavor ! To bring colours of delightedness to other!

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Oh what a man among men. What a creature among creatures. Like a tree He remains never changing from his good ways Even when stones where thrown at him by the very ones that enjoys It's fruit, still, it remain, even when piled from all part of him for their own purpose still he remain. Though, the tree had no choice but this man had a choice yet stoic he was During the day and night he stood still.. Comes rain comes sunshine he was never changing, brought fought fruits and other endowment not for his own benefit but for those around. he was friend to all and enemy to none he was, aware of every phenomenon and occurrence around him yet never said a word of it, just allow it to pass, Even axed down or cut down by the very once it shades from the scorching sun rays and from the rain drops and while thought they that never will he rise again, he sprung up again with the love of all, never concerned by the past records, he lived a life of absolute serenity, he never complains about anything to anyone external from his being, but the wisest of gazers will understand the complaints from the strand it form on his branches, blissful his he for even the universe appraises its good deeds, during the wind that carries away the roof of others blow, it stood still to protect it's very own..

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Feb 8, 2020

Feb 8, 2020 at 11:39 AM UTC

Oh what a man among men. What a creature among creatures. Like a tree He remains never changing from his good ways Even when stones where thrown at him by the very ones that enjoys It's fruit, still, it remain, even when piled from all part of him for their own purpose still he remain. Though, the tree had no choice but this man had a choice yet stoic he was During the day and night he stood still.. Comes rain comes sunshine he was never changing, brought fought fruits and other endowment not for his own benefit but for those around. he was friend to all and enemy to none he was, aware of every phenomenon and occurrence around him yet never said a word of it, just allow it to pass, Even axed down or cut down by the very once it shades from the scorching sun rays and from the rain drops and while thought they that never will he rise again, he sprung up again with the love of all, never concerned by the past records, he lived a life of absolute serenity, he never complains about anything to anyone external from his being, but the wisest of gazers will understand the complaints from the strand it form on his branches, blissful his he for even the universe appraises its good deeds, during the wind that carries away the roof of others blow, it stood still to protect it's very own..

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People said she's so... great I had to see for myself... bait and I saw what they said and I am fond of it She said she's so...concupiscent I had to see for myself... contentment and I felt what she had said and I am fond of it I said she's so... enticing I had seen for myself... volatile and I experienced for myself what I said and I am all alone

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Nov 23, 2019

Nov 23, 2019 at 4:10 PM UTC

People said she's so... great I had to see for myself... bait and I saw what they said and I am fond of it She said she's so...concupiscent I had to see for myself... contentment and I felt what she had said and I am fond of it I said she's so... enticing I had seen for myself... volatile and I experienced for myself what I said and I am all alone

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It's your problem when you disregard God's voice, not mine. No matter how you "perceive" it, the reality of the state of those suffering whom you callously disregard, saying "all is well" in your unloving indifference, remains unchanged.

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Sep 19, 2019

Sep 19, 2019 at 6:16 PM UTC

Opposers of Perception

It's your problem when you disregard God's voice, not mine. No matter how you "perceive" it, the reality of the state of those suffering whom you callously disregard, saying "all is well" in your unloving indifference, remains unchanged.

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I have known one hundred humans For every year I have lived With whom I cannot speak freely But I commune wonderfully with The trees The rain The stars They expect nothing of me I expect nothing of myself In their presence

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Aug 22, 2019

Aug 22, 2019 at 8:51 PM UTC

idiosyncraticminds

Nature's Serenity

I have known one hundred humans For every year I have lived With whom I cannot speak freely But I commune wonderfully with The trees The rain The stars They expect nothing of me I expect nothing of myself In their presence

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remember when we were carefree and nothing used to worry me the neighbourhood was my kingdom and the front yard was my palace we used to play pretend worlds of magic and fantasy we made up spells and slayed dragons but now i’m fighting my mind’s demons ignorance was b l i s s when did we become like this?

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Jun 21, 2019

Jun 21, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC

ignorance was bliss

remember when we were carefree and nothing used to worry me the neighbourhood was my kingdom and the front yard was my palace we used to play pretend worlds of magic and fantasy we made up spells and slayed dragons but now i’m fighting my mind’s demons ignorance was b l i s s when did we become like this?

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A soft, gentle warmth A touch of pillowy, overly perfumed femininity Suffocating me into serenity Quick, slender fingers Bandaging my every move Warning me against standing in the rain And quick fingers slipped under my skin Small, frail waist Brushes against me as we dance And I am pulled closer reluctantly Into estrogen and ecstasy Full, colorful lips That would drive anyone else crazy But they just seem to spit the most horrid things ever said And they seem to sentence me (Under the blissful vow of marriage) To a life of torture and conviction Underneath a piercing gaze... I would rather die. “You may now kiss the bride.”

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Jun 1, 2019

Jun 1, 2019 at 11:30 PM UTC

The Divine Feminine

A soft, gentle warmth A touch of pillowy, overly perfumed femininity Suffocating me into serenity Quick, slender fingers Bandaging my every move Warning me against standing in the rain And quick fingers slipped under my skin Small, frail waist Brushes against me as we dance And I am pulled closer reluctantly Into estrogen and ecstasy Full, colorful lips That would drive anyone else crazy But they just seem to spit the most horrid things ever said And they seem to sentence me (Under the blissful vow of marriage) To a life of torture and conviction Underneath a piercing gaze... I would rather die. “You may now kiss the bride.”

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I long for the days when Ignorance was bliss And Innocence was kind Waking up on birthdays Used to feel full of magic And special Like that day Was mine for the taking Now Everyday is the same Dull and boring Boring and dull

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Apr 16, 2019

Apr 16, 2019 at 9:08 AM UTC

imperfectstranger

Innocence and Ignorance

I long for the days when Ignorance was bliss And Innocence was kind Waking up on birthdays Used to feel full of magic And special Like that day Was mine for the taking Now Everyday is the same Dull and boring Boring and dull

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We all are somehow unhappy in love One way or the other We live in a generation where lust takes place instead of love. They say ‘Where there is love , there is pain’. But is it really love , when it gives you so much of pain? Love is an assorted feeling. That feeling which can be felt only by a few, those who realises it. And those who know how to bear it. Love doesn’t mean sacrifice, you only reach at a point, where you have to chose between leaving that person or to sacrifice something for him/her. Love gives you a blissful smile , a magical feeling. But the person who gives you pain and betrayal isn’t the right person for you. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Then why to run after the one who’s choking you? It’s rather difficult to find the right person, but waiting is a good answer to it. There’s always one made for you , Waiting eagerly.

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Mar 21, 2019

Mar 21, 2019 at 10:27 AM UTC

Unhappy in love

We all are somehow unhappy in love One way or the other We live in a generation where lust takes place instead of love. They say ‘Where there is love , there is pain’. But is it really love , when it gives you so much of pain? Love is an assorted feeling. That feeling which can be felt only by a few, those who realises it. And those who know how to bear it. Love doesn’t mean sacrifice, you only reach at a point, where you have to chose between leaving that person or to sacrifice something for him/her. Love gives you a blissful smile , a magical feeling. But the person who gives you pain and betrayal isn’t the right person for you. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Then why to run after the one who’s choking you? It’s rather difficult to find the right person, but waiting is a good answer to it. There’s always one made for you , Waiting eagerly.

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When your luscious lips gently close on to mine, In a sudden energy surge from deep down , I shine. In perfect silence we fall, to savour it to the hilt, The flow tide rushes in, hearts in passion are hit!

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Mar 18, 2019

Mar 18, 2019 at 6:17 AM UTC

The moment of blissful silence!

When your luscious lips gently close on to mine, In a sudden energy surge from deep down , I shine. In perfect silence we fall, to savour it to the hilt, The flow tide rushes in, hearts in passion are hit!

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I will never again say "Baby" instead of "Paul" This body will not be yours Days of blissful chaos are over Had my fill of slamming doors The world holds endless possibilities Not one close to my true desire Freedom may have been my decision Was broken until my trust retired It hurts more than I could believe Sincerity in your eyes Wish I could remove my heart Before it is exposed to your lies

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Feb 18, 2019

Feb 18, 2019 at 8:18 AM UTC

I will never again say "Baby" instead of "Paul" This body will not be yours Days of blissful chaos are over Had my fill of slamming doors The world holds endless possibilities Not one close to my true desire Freedom may have been my decision Was broken until my trust retired It hurts more than I could believe Sincerity in your eyes Wish I could remove my heart Before it is exposed to your lies

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Happiness is a cloud When you have it, It shouts loud. As white as dew, As good as few, So pure & blissful ..... When it comes. Abondon in pain When it runs.

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Feb 6, 2019

Feb 6, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC

Happiness is a cloud When you have it, It shouts loud. As white as dew, As good as few, So pure & blissful ..... When it comes. Abondon in pain When it runs.

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From the top of a railroad tower at 6:30 in the morning I saw the sun break free from the horizon my arms spread like wings as the freight train thundered underneath of me. I’ve not felt such freedom since.

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Nov 24, 2018

Nov 24, 2018 at 3:56 PM UTC

Morningstarpoetry

From the top of a railroad tower at 6:30 in the morning I saw the sun break free from the horizon my arms spread like wings as the freight train thundered underneath of me. I’ve not felt such freedom since.

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