#deathless - Hello Poetry

The inevitable death, once, only momentarily, dies— just for a pause, like a blink in open eyes— then passes this whooping, precious, deathless garland over to her. Just in one single sip, you drank it in— that painstakingly unique, imperishable elixir of being. The timeless time sprawls, spotless and fine, across the ages— echoing through undying rhymes, tuned into countless tunes on this deathless-dead skeleton that breathes, that hums: "Alhamdulillahi Rabbil Aalameen." The note before the sun sings, in the Night of Creations— within, and without. Translation... is never enough. The nexus of time burst across the ages. The dew left the rose— not to fall, but to stir the ocean’s deep heart. Credible, nature! The blue peahen of the sky scurries down into that innermost drop— it flows in the soul, in a thousand and one rhythms, in the swell of song, a perfect, complete drop. As if sound itself remembered its beginning— The melody-nymph, in the orchestra of the sea, lifts the flute to her lips. Oh, that first music— mind-blowingly perfect. There — in that single drop — floats the sea, floats the full moon. A blue lotus shadow rests on the ocean’s deepest floor. Clothed in blue upon blue, sky-hued — forever shading the air. Her panache, midstream, remains out of reach. Who could ever touch that forever peerless ****** that numinous, untouchable water-nymph? Into the vast, sea-wide goblet of Tahura’s wine, all the thirsty warriors drowned deep. Even time took a deep breath of Ma, knowing not what was coming. Then you arrived — wondrous Shaaqi, from the far side of the eternal shore. Measured for just one sip, Your Highness— you poured it, indeed: all that is death, made immortal sweet. Start to finish, all in all, everything came to soothe the eyes — even the grave-dirt was placed in your hands. A single fistful of loosened soil… You became life to this death-struck soul, yet never did you let it slip into life’s final flow. How can I ever forget you — in life? Or in death?

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May 20, 2025

May 20, 2025 at 9:17 PM UTC

shofi-ahmed

How can I ever forget you — in life? Or in death?

The inevitable death, once, only momentarily, dies— just for a pause, like a blink in open eyes— then passes this whooping, precious, deathless garland over to her. Just in one single sip, you drank it in— that painstakingly unique, imperishable elixir of being. The timeless time sprawls, spotless and fine, across the ages— echoing through undying rhymes, tuned into countless tunes on this deathless-dead skeleton that breathes, that hums: "Alhamdulillahi Rabbil Aalameen." The note before the sun sings, in the Night of Creations— within, and without. Translation... is never enough. The nexus of time burst across the ages. The dew left the rose— not to fall, but to stir the ocean’s deep heart. Credible, nature! The blue peahen of the sky scurries down into that innermost drop— it flows in the soul, in a thousand and one rhythms, in the swell of song, a perfect, complete drop. As if sound itself remembered its beginning— The melody-nymph, in the orchestra of the sea, lifts the flute to her lips. Oh, that first music— mind-blowingly perfect. There — in that single drop — floats the sea, floats the full moon. A blue lotus shadow rests on the ocean’s deepest floor. Clothed in blue upon blue, sky-hued — forever shading the air. Her panache, midstream, remains out of reach. Who could ever touch that forever peerless ****** that numinous, untouchable water-nymph? Into the vast, sea-wide goblet of Tahura’s wine, all the thirsty warriors drowned deep. Even time took a deep breath of Ma, knowing not what was coming. Then you arrived — wondrous Shaaqi, from the far side of the eternal shore. Measured for just one sip, Your Highness— you poured it, indeed: all that is death, made immortal sweet. Start to finish, all in all, everything came to soothe the eyes — even the grave-dirt was placed in your hands. A single fistful of loosened soil… You became life to this death-struck soul, yet never did you let it slip into life’s final flow. How can I ever forget you — in life? Or in death?

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all faces, bodies and limbs in this variegated universe belong only to you. all feelings, thoughts and sensations, simply yours too. all of existence is just your dream! even the bliss glimpsed in my deep sleep, a chip of your inner peace when you wake up from that long trance to perform the cosmic dance, we will all merge with you, like moths to a flame © 2022

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Apr 23, 2022

Apr 23, 2022 at 10:11 AM UTC

rama-krsna

shiva’s tandava

all faces, bodies and limbs in this variegated universe belong only to you. all feelings, thoughts and sensations, simply yours too. all of existence is just your dream! even the bliss glimpsed in my deep sleep, a chip of your inner peace when you wake up from that long trance to perform the cosmic dance, we will all merge with you, like moths to a flame © 2022

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A deathless life is not blessing but a curse With it you'll have the power to witness your love's demise And hear every infant wailing as they are born Curse it is! You would see the land erode and the ocean become a desert Mountains move right before your eyes My dear, time will never be a luxury for you.

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Mar 22, 2021

Mar 22, 2021 at 2:21 AM UTC

Euphoria

Immortality

A deathless life is not blessing but a curse With it you'll have the power to witness your love's demise And hear every infant wailing as they are born Curse it is! You would see the land erode and the ocean become a desert Mountains move right before your eyes My dear, time will never be a luxury for you.

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A random thought of a random well being .. An eye to see the randomness of others An eye set out to see the world An eye with lashes always fluttering to survive An eye for an eye for its revenge An eye with an eyeball playing it's tricks A trick to fool the brain A brain playing a game called insanity A brain controlling the player ,moving him left and right ,round n round. A brain that never gives up A brain high 'coz of lack of sleep A brain who's caged inside a skull with no escape . A trick to fool yourself. A human , victim of madness A human playing the game called life A human controlled by its soul A skull wearing the mask of a human face. A skull revealing itself after it kills the soul. A soul, a human form that can never hold. A soul, leaves the human divine Once gone, stays gone forever Leaving behind the wounds of the soul. A deathless death !

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Feb 8, 2020

Feb 8, 2020 at 5:52 AM UTC

Beegum_ameera

A Deathless Death

A random thought of a random well being .. An eye to see the randomness of others An eye set out to see the world An eye with lashes always fluttering to survive An eye for an eye for its revenge An eye with an eyeball playing it's tricks A trick to fool the brain A brain playing a game called insanity A brain controlling the player ,moving him left and right ,round n round. A brain that never gives up A brain high 'coz of lack of sleep A brain who's caged inside a skull with no escape . A trick to fool yourself. A human , victim of madness A human playing the game called life A human controlled by its soul A skull wearing the mask of a human face. A skull revealing itself after it kills the soul. A soul, a human form that can never hold. A soul, leaves the human divine Once gone, stays gone forever Leaving behind the wounds of the soul. A deathless death !

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Who’s eyeing up is lurking deep. Every star looks down, wants to drop in it and swim deep down the burrowed stream, that deathless ab-e-hayath every king wants to drink.

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Jul 27, 2018

Jul 27, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC

shofi-ahmed

A Drink Every King Wants To Drink

Who’s eyeing up is lurking deep. Every star looks down, wants to drop in it and swim deep down the burrowed stream, that deathless ab-e-hayath every king wants to drink.

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Listen, at times I have a soul. I think this a lot. Imagine you are left for hours looking through the doorway your family walked in careful and deathless with a quiet desire for time. I wanted only the country side of calm valleys to sleep leaving me to my mouth and tongue to please the soul at times I listen

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Jun 30, 2015

Jun 30, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC

austin-d-woodruff

Forget About Buttons

Listen, at times I have a soul. I think this a lot. Imagine you are left for hours looking through the doorway your family walked in careful and deathless with a quiet desire for time. I wanted only the country side of calm valleys to sleep leaving me to my mouth and tongue to please the soul at times I listen

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Wishing to kiss you I leaned but You were gone Even though your body was not here I could still embrace you in my soul With a heart full of passion we made deathless love— us together wild and untamed no desire restrained

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Jan 2, 2015

Jan 2, 2015 at 2:55 PM UTC

salil-jha

YOUR PRESENCE

Wishing to kiss you I leaned but You were gone Even though your body was not here I could still embrace you in my soul With a heart full of passion we made deathless love— us together wild and untamed no desire restrained

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