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#devi
The goddess looks breathtaking In her red saree, an emblem of marriage. Her skin is soft to touch, Yet she carries a heavy sword in her hands. The goddess looks serene and calm, Only that she is about to **** the darkness of demons who are awaiting their freedom. The goddess wears Kohl in her eyes, Only to smudge it with her tears. As she wins the battles plunging the heart out of evil. The goddess is a mother, she wears red bangles, a colour for both womanhood and rage, Intertwined and interconnected since the beginning of time. The Goddess has given birth to her children with great pains and no agony can beat her strength. As Devi would not hesitate to become a bloodthirsty Kali To protect her children. Divine femininity I bow to you. Men can only know the power of violence, But Devi knows the power of love, How in times of war, it can be our biggest weapon. Fueled by the energy to **** not out of hatred or Revenge, But love that led a Mother to pick up arms So she could protect us all from the evil that harbours within. Devi is divine feminine and I bow to her. She has been created from the strength of all mothers and sisters and daughters. She tells us the ancient tale of how women always have had the hidden strength To leave trails of destruction, only when forced. Devi does not bleed every month only to be scared of the blood of evil rakshasas on her hand. The goddess will happily drink it And decorate her hands with the demon's blood, Spreading it on her fingers like red henna. Devi looks focused, almost peaceful as she kills Mahishasur. She doesn't want the glory of power. Her only truth is love. Even in the heat of battle, Devi's beauty shines through. Divine Feminine, I bow to you.
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Sep 29, 2024
Sep 29, 2024 at 7:58 AM UTC
Devi
The goddess looks breathtaking In her red saree, an emblem of marriage. Her skin is soft to touch, Yet she carries a heavy sword in her hands. The goddess looks serene and calm, Only that she is about to **** the darkness of demons who are awaiting their freedom. The goddess wears Kohl in her eyes, Only to smudge it with her tears. As she wins the battles plunging the heart out of evil. The goddess is a mother, she wears red bangles, a colour for both womanhood and rage, Intertwined and interconnected since the beginning of time. The Goddess has given birth to her children with great pains and no agony can beat her strength. As Devi would not hesitate to become a bloodthirsty Kali To protect her children. Divine femininity I bow to you. Men can only know the power of violence, But Devi knows the power of love, How in times of war, it can be our biggest weapon. Fueled by the energy to **** not out of hatred or Revenge, But love that led a Mother to pick up arms So she could protect us all from the evil that harbours within. Devi is divine feminine and I bow to her. She has been created from the strength of all mothers and sisters and daughters. She tells us the ancient tale of how women always have had the hidden strength To leave trails of destruction, only when forced. Devi does not bleed every month only to be scared of the blood of evil rakshasas on her hand. The goddess will happily drink it And decorate her hands with the demon's blood, Spreading it on her fingers like red henna. Devi looks focused, almost peaceful as she kills Mahishasur. She doesn't want the glory of power. Her only truth is love. Even in the heat of battle, Devi's beauty shines through. Divine Feminine, I bow to you.
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You don’t know when the bullet is gonna blow and when the trigger gets pulled, I don’t care which way the barrel is pointed, I don’t care which way the bullet goes.
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 11:51 AM UTC
I’m like a game of Russian roulette
It never dawned on me until your eyes finally met mine How a mere reflection of what once was, could still shine so brightly As if you broke a mirror and beamed your light upon each part that is still you
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Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 11:10 AM UTC
To be so beautifully broken
He opened the door and I walked in, the air was intense already heavy and thick laced with all the things we were both feeling and I almost couldn’t breathe I was nervous, yet calm it was the seventh time we would meet my body was tantalizing but my heartbeat slow and steady Until then, we had touched briefly he never went straight for the **** and neither did I Anticipating and building a momentum shared already in dreams We had talked about it, shared our needs discussed all of our desires and how we would like to feel Mind-fuckīng at best exactly as it is supposed to be He had cooked for me a fine dining once again but this time made from his own hands As if he knew precisely what I am into the level of life I like and it smelled almost as amazing as he did He showed me around indulged me in his taste for another round of perfection We headed for the kitchen he grabbed a second glass to pour in some wine as I reached for the bottle next to him My arm grazed his side and we exchanged a look we both instantly deciphered Before I knew I was up on the counter with him between my thighs who needs dinner when we can have a full course with an exotic palate to explore It was more than desire lust or want it was roaring down from the deepest parts And I was lost in this perfect combination of high-end while downright ***** ready to bend in ways I didn’t know I could yet And man, we went to heaven and back as he lifted me with one hand from the table, couch up against the wall and into his bed Looking down on him with his body between my legs it must have been one of the most sensational pictures I have captured yet My hands on his chest thinking he is sculpted as a God as we locked eyes and I moved as the waters waves crashing on the sand Until I heard my name escape depart from the shoreline of his lips against mine hands above his head my fingers entwined as we both let go our release perfectly at the same time Dinner was served and dessert in its finest class both fresh out of breath we looked at each other our eyes laughed as he pulled me onto his chest And he said “I’ve never had the pleasure before of meeting a Goddess, let alone having her in my bed.”
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Sep 11, 2023
Sep 11, 2023 at 5:11 AM UTC
When Gods Meet
He opened the door and I walked in, the air was intense already heavy and thick laced with all the things we were both feeling and I almost couldn’t breathe I was nervous, yet calm it was the seventh time we would meet my body was tantalizing but my heartbeat slow and steady Until then, we had touched briefly he never went straight for the **** and neither did I Anticipating and building a momentum shared already in dreams We had talked about it, shared our needs discussed all of our desires and how we would like to feel Mind-fuckīng at best exactly as it is supposed to be He had cooked for me a fine dining once again but this time made from his own hands As if he knew precisely what I am into the level of life I like and it smelled almost as amazing as he did He showed me around indulged me in his taste for another round of perfection We headed for the kitchen he grabbed a second glass to pour in some wine as I reached for the bottle next to him My arm grazed his side and we exchanged a look we both instantly deciphered Before I knew I was up on the counter with him between my thighs who needs dinner when we can have a full course with an exotic palate to explore It was more than desire lust or want it was roaring down from the deepest parts And I was lost in this perfect combination of high-end while downright ***** ready to bend in ways I didn’t know I could yet And man, we went to heaven and back as he lifted me with one hand from the table, couch up against the wall and into his bed Looking down on him with his body between my legs it must have been one of the most sensational pictures I have captured yet My hands on his chest thinking he is sculpted as a God as we locked eyes and I moved as the waters waves crashing on the sand Until I heard my name escape depart from the shoreline of his lips against mine hands above his head my fingers entwined as we both let go our release perfectly at the same time Dinner was served and dessert in its finest class both fresh out of breath we looked at each other our eyes laughed as he pulled me onto his chest And he said “I’ve never had the pleasure before of meeting a Goddess, let alone having her in my bed.”
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Gebroken verslonden kapot de muren de vloer waar ik sta het is ingestort buiten en van binnen Elke steen ooit gelegd is gevormd door jouw handen neergelegd met een precisie als geen ander het cement zo sterk, dat het elk blok omarmde de muren de vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan puin buiten en van binnen Alles omarmende warmte wat eruit raasde alsof het nooit zo is geweest, zoekend als dwazen hetgeen wat we ooit als een rots in de branding voorzagen de muren zijn weggeblazen de vloer onder mijn voeten weggevaagd waar ik sta niets anders dan puin buiten en van binnen Oorverdovende herrie dat het maakte toen één voor één de stenen vielen de hemel brak open evenals het geluid van binnen, nu buiten, schreeuwend en krakend geen muren geen vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan puin buiten en van binnen Wat ooit geborgen was, staat nu vrij om te raken zo geschiedt, het lag immers open voor de gevaren tot de blik op de edelen haar ***** verraadde het werd zichtbaar, de klok tegen het geheime wapen geen muren geen vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan stenen buiten en van binnen Als gegeven lagen ze er voor het oprapen een voor een tot aan de daken met eigen handen gebouwen om te bewaken opende het de deuren tot alle ramen de muren de vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan stenen buiten en van binnen Het haard inmiddels geladen wat koud en kil was, is met volle vuren nu rustig aan het garen tot in elke hoek weer een keer de zachte adem heeft geblazen lege ruimtes langzaam gehuld in verhalen de muren de vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan stenen buiten en van binnen Stap bij stap is elk blok aangeraakt, vormend in lagen van buiten naar binnen en van binnen naar buiten, het is omgeslagen met stenen, hand gesmeden opnieuw de warmte in gekneden van jou overgedragen op mij, een thuis door gekregen de muren de vloer waar ik sta alleen maar juwelen buiten en van binnen.
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 1:58 PM UTC
Erfenis
Gebroken verslonden kapot de muren de vloer waar ik sta het is ingestort buiten en van binnen Elke steen ooit gelegd is gevormd door jouw handen neergelegd met een precisie als geen ander het cement zo sterk, dat het elk blok omarmde de muren de vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan puin buiten en van binnen Alles omarmende warmte wat eruit raasde alsof het nooit zo is geweest, zoekend als dwazen hetgeen wat we ooit als een rots in de branding voorzagen de muren zijn weggeblazen de vloer onder mijn voeten weggevaagd waar ik sta niets anders dan puin buiten en van binnen Oorverdovende herrie dat het maakte toen één voor één de stenen vielen de hemel brak open evenals het geluid van binnen, nu buiten, schreeuwend en krakend geen muren geen vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan puin buiten en van binnen Wat ooit geborgen was, staat nu vrij om te raken zo geschiedt, het lag immers open voor de gevaren tot de blik op de edelen haar ***** verraadde het werd zichtbaar, de klok tegen het geheime wapen geen muren geen vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan stenen buiten en van binnen Als gegeven lagen ze er voor het oprapen een voor een tot aan de daken met eigen handen gebouwen om te bewaken opende het de deuren tot alle ramen de muren de vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan stenen buiten en van binnen Het haard inmiddels geladen wat koud en kil was, is met volle vuren nu rustig aan het garen tot in elke hoek weer een keer de zachte adem heeft geblazen lege ruimtes langzaam gehuld in verhalen de muren de vloer waar ik sta niets anders dan stenen buiten en van binnen Stap bij stap is elk blok aangeraakt, vormend in lagen van buiten naar binnen en van binnen naar buiten, het is omgeslagen met stenen, hand gesmeden opnieuw de warmte in gekneden van jou overgedragen op mij, een thuis door gekregen de muren de vloer waar ik sta alleen maar juwelen buiten en van binnen.
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Every once in a while I see you sitting on a branch The beautiful nightingale in its form Always singing exquisitely beautiful songs Why the mind never stop seeking To which frequency it belongs With absolute stillness, there is able to find The music that plays, is made to hide Verses that cannot put into words What the galaxies describe With a universal language If one listens, can unwind The wool of what is spun Structured and wired In the most delicate way From the beginning to every gentle laced hum Now fly away again; with all of the harmony lifting notes you sung My love, for I will follow the thread As far as there is no more Untill I can feel the wind move between the feathers And the beauty of true love sounds embraces my hearts warmth
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 1:33 PM UTC
Words of whispered wisdom
“'Sweetheart, stop running around breaking hearts and start healing hearts.” “Only then you can heal yours.”
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Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 5:03 AM UTC
planting hearts
— - — Call it magic if you may the sun, the moon’s pray Constantly chasing each other day after night, night after day Such a perfect contradiction they make Putting together the right ingredients to complement each coloured ray When one were to fall the other would silently rise, filling its place With every small step they take, synchronicity follows without ever missing a beat So on they move Completely balanced, without anybody taking the lead In the beauty they unfold upon us this has to be one of the most wondrous spectacles if you ask me Words are unable to measure by any means their lightning show how they glow with a radiance that highlights their power and control Or how they never let each other down Or stand in each other’s sway No envy I feel nor does appreciate is able to say The truths about their nature, always ready to unveil hidden in every passage lay the constant sacrifices they have made The forces that pulls each other so close the same it pushes away, too If one steps out of place, all falls out of space and will be let loose With lightyears of travelling they unified their bond but are still bound to live in separation I admire you, from a far An admiration so magnificent it cannot be free One of the most magical things enabling us to see Right on time as ever so soon The dance between the sun and the moon. — - —
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Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 5:06 AM UTC
Spectator
It has been a while in time -—However not out of reach I was trying to climb highs -—I’d dared not before dream The whisper that followed -—My every step into more sorrow Softening with thy gentle hum -—The less of the hollow I become Not in view but within my range -—I’ve settled a life within a place Stiller, the quieter, the strange -—A hymn has me filled my gaze Covering the eyes, I have them closed -—For it’s in the heartbeat, ye old drum The beat swung with wings that started to sing —I thought I recognized the song Laying still, bathed, I bask in your suns —-I absorb thy lights and the winds blow in my back All so I can let them move me as one
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Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 6:55 AM UTC
When I listen carefully
begrijpend lezen met ogen dicht als braille op je huid streel ik je verhalen tot het geluid je lippen verlaat en verraadt wat men niet kan zeggen het zal me vertellen zonder spraak vloeiend op de vibraties in de lucht zuchtend van geluk en zaligheid verspreiden de teksten naar plekken die alleen de tong bereiken als muziek verdovend spelen met tonen klimmend in hoogtes waar octaven worden gehaald in namen vereeuwigd in bevrediging tot weer terug beneden zachtjes bevend dalen naar aarde precies hier waar gevoel deelt en met geen woord beschrijft *** eenheid voelt *** de sterren stralen in liefde de puurheid omschrijft van het ervaren van kosmische frequenties dat je pas begrijpt wat het gefluister is dat achter blijft hangen als oeroude poëzie omgetoverd in universele talen met een orgastisch bereik ————— gesproken in tijd gedeeld met jou —————
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 3:57 AM UTC
kundalini
A bow around the present ————-
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 11:32 AM UTC
Time
I wish i could just call you and say: “Heyy, i know we haven’t spoken in a while. But i would love to just get in the car with you and drive away from this all. Hide in the woods, travel with only some books. Buy some groceries on the way, cook some lovely dinners and just enjoy each other’s company for a few days. To simply sit in silence together or talk every minute or two. Me not wanting anything from you and you nothing more from me, other than breathing together while exchanging our energy.”
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Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 6:36 AM UTC
———-
and when it falls it drops down losing all form of complexion lost in boundless shapes purely placed in effortless waves i see you
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May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 9:54 AM UTC
drops of perfection
I'm build from the fire that evens you with the ground I rise whenever you fall don’t underestimate the power of a builder we can see a house even if it’s broken down
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 4:36 PM UTC
you don’t know
“I feel no more that I am I was or ever will be” let it be your freedom not your prison
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Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 7:58 AM UTC
I breathe in and you fill my lungs I exhale in love Don’t you know?
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 1:13 PM UTC
———
I don’t attach, I just melt right into you
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Jun 1, 2021
Jun 1, 2021 at 8:01 PM UTC
not for everyone
because we’re all nothing more than a number, right? _or_ are we more? either way, I suppose you act accordingly!
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Jun 27, 2021
Jun 27, 2021 at 6:17 AM UTC
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I never try to be anything Instead I am whatever I need to be I accept what I perceive What I see is what I know What I sense is what I feel What I think is the frame The equation is me And the solution is the truth It’s absolute I am absolute It always wants to be free
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Sep 23, 2021
Sep 23, 2021 at 5:07 PM UTC
Consciousness
I had everything the world can give but not you, I was lonely in my heart and no idea what to do, I was a hero and martyr in front of others, But hidding my saddness and weakness in many colours. I've could have stand againt an army alone, But crying in the night when everyone was gone, I have no fear for anyone in this world, But I pray the suffering I've had no one would ever unfold. You filled my heart with that which was missing, The first time we were kissing, I've felt how your soul enters in mine, Now I'm complete, Oh my Love! ; you made me so Divine. Maybe everything will finish soon, But meeting you is my greatest fortune, Even thought everything might break apart, Know that I'm greatefully eternal to you in my heart! And if it doesn't , I swear to God, I will make you a queen and people will scream your name loud, I will give you everything that this world can have, Even beyond and even my heart!
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
ShivaShakti
I send people far away, Not because I hate, but because I care about they, Used people as I use an ashtray, When they love me unconditionally, I betray, I would like to apologise, but there is no way, Deleting the suffering I've made to they, But I pray, but I pray, That God takes everything from me and gives to they!   The more I send you away, Know that I love you, and I pray for you everyday, Please send everything you have bad inside of you to me, Im a garbage collector and that was meant to be, If you have a problem, give it to me, Hate none, except me, I pray that I will have this opportunity, To take all the bad from your destiny.
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC
I Send People Far Away
There is a beautiful Saint, disguised in the body of a girl, She tries to hide it, but the curtain tends to fall, She is tuff, but sweet like honey, She must be strong, because life is not always funny. She holds the Earth on her shoulders, but inside she is a child, Trying to tame a lioness born in the wild, There is a time when people will see, Not the sweetness, but the tremendous force she is ment to be. And the world will sing her name, Not of glory, nor of fame, They will pray for salvation, Because she's the one that give it with no hesitation.
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 6:06 AM UTC
There is a Saint
The lute of my heart Sways to sweet tunes Come,o come Glorious conscience The song filled Lotus garden Of my heart awaits you O one who stays In realms unknown Holding the lute(veena) Of my conscience In her hand Under her control Not only is she the Manifestation of Ambrosia filled Goodness But the sacred Goddess of the word By whose divine touch What surrounds her Is blessed with such goodness! Her very image Is like the glory Of light Of a diamond The beauty Of the dreaming Eyes of a deer O somewhere That radiance Does reside In my heart's place By the presence of whom This day and this night Are sweet to enchant To their heart's glory O the fragrant enchanting Directions Touched by the honey Of the cuckoo's song O show yourself O goddess In this radiant glory Let my eyes Be blessed Once by Your divine grace O do not Reside anymore In the realm Unknown Of my mind Under the veil of Shadowy illusion Manifest yourself,o Devi Let your grace enlighten me!!
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Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 4:48 AM UTC
O glory!
O devi, how should i worship thee ? All the fragrant and pretty flowers have but sprung from thee. The sweets on my plate are all thy creation. The light of all the lamps in this world pale in front of thy brilliance. The temples are a poor reflection of thy infinite glory. The mantras cannot describe thy ethereal beauty. I am left with nothing but to offer thee my self, which also is but an extension of your own conscious... I am utterly confused and drowning in a sea of ignorance. Hold me and draw me into thy warm bosom.
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Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 2:17 AM UTC
A prayer
Devi is an ocean. standing on the beach, ocean does not affect me, is completely indifferent , howsoever deeply I love being there, the wetness has not touched me! To truly know the ocean enjoy it I need to immerse myself, and go deep diving so see its true beauty. Ocean will still not care who I am, but know I will be a changed person.
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Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 2:14 AM UTC
Devi is an ocean.