#lotus
FRAGRANCE
Go and blossom, lovely lotus,
Tell the sun above to pour light,
So that her shade can glow,
That now she knows,
When you adore him in dawn,
How hot and mystic He seems to be
Whisper him that you are too young
To kiss, never ever to miss his touch
Little is her worth
Of beauty from the divine light
By her own birth,
Let her grow forth,
To spread love and fragrance
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
4d ago
May 31, 2026 at 12:56 AM UTC
As the butterflies wings are clipped by the wind, it snaps, falling to earth, like a lotus flower, it floats in its own reflection before bursting into flames, the embers light up and burn out like a match towards the stars.... Never quite reaching the pockets of light that glitter in-between the lonely darkness, hoping to reconcile with the light that it yearns to be a part of. But like some lights, it fades away turning to ash so easily, so fragile it breaks apart and scatters in different directions... Forever shattered into fragments that can never be whole again...
May 21
May 21, 2026 at 9:26 AM UTC
The Panda of the Hidden Pond
Deep in the mountain valley rests a hidden pond
black as forgotten ink
shimmering silver in the breath of morning mist
An ancient temple sleeps sunken beneath
only a stone lotus keeps silent vigil
One morning a faint splashing pierces the veil
the mist parts gently
A panda rises from the water
black and white like living brushstrokes
still as an unspoken prayer
It gazes at the woodcutter
without fear without question
only with that ancient wordless certainty
The mist weaves a delicate lotus bloom
opens softly
closes again
And the man understands
something deeper than words
Everything returns home
Nothing is truly lost
The panda glides back into the silver mist
The woodcutter keeps the secret
yet when evening mist arrives
he carves small panda figures from cedar wood
and places them at the window
as silent guardians of the unspeakable
Not from longing
but from quiet knowing
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 8:36 AM UTC
what do I care about.
That's it. not a question.
it's just
about the thing, the same
life is about. what,
always a what, and usually
a why. I don't know, we say,
where to go from here, but this is
because there isn't here, there never was here. we're deluded,
believing that somemorrow
will deliver us the key to the gem-
like box in nature and yet we never realize
what seems like a box, may not be a box,
might just be a gem. From the moment
we don't care. We've learned the will of God.
Aye, 'tis the will of life -- or is it the will of death?
Greater sides to smaller coins.
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 11:24 PM UTC
in lagoon the lotus ruffles her wind.
in monotone the lizard shrills his song.
the wild goose homing,
slumbered rushes oozing.
hushed lie the sedges
of beamed nuvole, vapors creep
late cranes, heavy wing, and lazy flight.
Sail the silence beneath the nearing night.
Sep 26, 2025
Sep 26, 2025 at 11:30 AM UTC
soft breath on my skin with little kisses
follows the path of my veins and meets the crossroad
to stop at my heart, fluttering fiery and fast
blood, hot and thick, drips down the petals
her smile makes me skip a beat
but what is another heartbeat with you?
—to rest in your hands forever
an eye among the leaves, shimmering among sunbeams
to look in your soul is to fall for eternity
but what is an eternity with you?
—to find warm love in your gaze
night’s veil falls and the flower drowns
winter’s chill finds its way between our embrace
wills to cool our hearts, to put out our flame
or to spark it all the more?
fire consumes me, for my body to meet the earth’s depths
and i burn, i burn…
you kiss my scarred hands
tender, slow, healing
the blossom opens, water droplets singing
she is like a waterfall—so deadly yet so beautiful
cools in parching heat yet takes away your last breath
peaceful yet chaos rides its stream
no man’s place to tame
with her hand she cools me, washes off the pain
her soft lips meet mine to forget life
her voice to cure worries of mind
her smell to be at blissful peace
her raven hair and eyes of wood
with every mark on her body
skin against skin
sunshine glows inside my rib cage
the dark side of the moon met sunlight
and never turned away
for to be sun-kissed
is to be a lost lotus
rising from dark waters at sun’s first touch
Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 1:41 PM UTC
Tere liye pyaar ne pankh lagaye
Mera dil chahe panchhi ban ud jaaye
Tere liye mor ne pankh bikhraye
Saawan ki aas mein kitne rang dikhaye
Teri baaton ka sur hawaaon mein ghul jaaye
Saans se saans tak chhupi baatein chalti jaayein
Chaandni raaton mein tera khwaabon ka jahan
Tere ishq mein, har pal ek naya armaan hai
Tere liye yeh pyaar pankh lagaye
Door ambar mein panchhi ban ud jaaye
Tera ishq rahe sadaa be-andaaz
Har lamha agla pal sun-hare sajaaye
Teri aankhon mein hai ek saahil ka aalam
Har lehar mein chhupa ek naya manzar hai
Bheegi si khamoshi ke raag chal pade
Tere saath guzarta har lamha bemisaal hai
Baarish jugnu ka noor na mita de
Mor ka naach aandhi mein tham na jaaye
Tu bhool na jaaye, mera dil ghabraaye
Veeran na ** jaaye saaqi mere khwabon ka
Jab baarish thehri, ta-roon kamal khil jaaye
Doodh chandni mein rang bikhar jaaye
Jugnu phir se tere ehsas mein jhil-milaye
Aur mera pyaar phir pankh lagaye
Tere liye yeh pyaar pankh lagaye
Door ambar mein panchhi ban ud jaaye
Tera ishq rahe sadaa be-andaaz
Har lamha agla pal sun-hare sajaaye
Meri fitrat mein tu sadaa basa rahe......
----------------English Translation------------
For you, love has found its wings,
My heart longs to fly, a bird that sings.
For you, the peacock spreads its wings wide,
In the hope of rain, colors come alive.
Your voice melts into the breeze,
Whispers wander with such ease.
In moonlit skies, your dreamlands gleam,
In every breath, a brand new dream.
For you, this love takes flight on high,
A bird that soars in the endless sky.
May this love forever blaze and roam,
Each moment a dream in golden bloom.
In your eyes, a shoreline calls,
Each wave reveals new miracles.
Songs of silence softly play,
With you, each moment’s a rare ballet.
Let not the rain ***** fireflies' glow,
Let peacocks dance through winds that blow.
May you never forget my trembling heart,
Or leave my dreams to fall apart.
When the rains come to rest, pond-lotuses gleam,
Colors blossom in moon’s soft beam
Fireflies flicker in your tender grace,
And love again finds its winged embrace.
For you, this love takes flight on high,
A bird that soars in the endless sky.
May this love forever blaze and roam,
Each moment a dream in golden bloom.
In the fabric of my soul, you will stay,
A breath of my being, come what may...
Apr 26, 2025
Apr 26, 2025 at 5:07 PM UTC
Golden lotus
Even when you Meditate
Just As You are
You're Pretty fine
Down to Earth
Casual
And
WithIn The Divine
Reynaldo Casison
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 4:12 PM UTC
You grew out of my eyes – wild, and wet
you held the weight of my pain;
Carrying my tears after the rain
the white lotus after my pain’s rain.
Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 3:00 PM UTC
I saw you off that day. I exiled you!
You came back to me the very same as a pigeon.
You flew through the opened door deliberately
And wisely as if it should be so. You were sure in.
I packed you off that day. I removed you.
You returned to me like you didn’t even notice.
You closed the door behind, looked steadily
And smiled as if you were looking at an Indian lotus.
I forbade you to suffer privations with me that day.
You as though didn’t get it and stopped at the same thing.
You made fresh tea and stayed by my side that day
And began to make silly jokes to set me kookily laughing.
I don’t let you go! I’ll keep you close to me everywhere.
I’m stuck to you! I’m trapped inside you in whole!
If you didn’t go that day, then stay evermore, for all time.
I love you much! I need none other in my life at all.
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 5:09 PM UTC
Despite our muddy backgrounds,
we congregated all the pureness and
reached out for the sun.
Promised that we’d stay untouched
from impurity.
Then nightfall alongside torment came.
You closed down,
submerged back into the mud we bloomed out.
And I heard you lament, submerged,
“I will live through this until it takes my life.”
Alone, I remained in the gloom.
The darkness of isolation crept up,
with muck jerking at my roots.
Within above, I told the moon,
“I’ll open for you another night.”
Inside myself, I suffocated
remembering who I was.
From the dirt we came,
grime that nurtured us,
the smite that we blossomed from.
Yet you shoved yourself back in,
took the filth as your selfhood.
Kept shut to the moon, believing
you are a facade
since no one knew your roots.
If anyone was **** it was me.
The roots of yours could be ripped out.
Reflected in the sunshine,
still you’d be observed as clean.
I’d die a martyr for that belief.
The sun rises as you remerge,
the stains you’ve collected fall off.
You are left pure, intact,
despite it all.
You are my lotus.
Sep 5, 2024
Sep 5, 2024 at 9:46 AM UTC
there is a lovely green lotus
unfolding from the center of his eye,
as if the iris that looks upon my desperate body
is the darkened water from which it sprouts...
Apr 29, 2022
Apr 29, 2022 at 1:11 AM UTC
you walk this earth
with nothing but pain
and yet you blossom
so beautifully—
a lotus in winter,
defying all odds
and all of nature.
you are more than
who you think you are.
a king without a throne,
a lion without a pride—
you can be either
without anything else
to your name.
i am not who birthed me,
and i will not apologize
for this space i consume.
i am not their mistake
and i will not mistake
kinship for love
any longer.
i will own myself
once and for all.
Oct 25, 2023
Oct 25, 2023 at 11:13 PM UTC
A glance in the mirror
one step closer to the rose
On the face of the sun
a drop of snow.
Under the same cloud
sings a nightingale.
Close to you
not far at all
sea wide from the sky
blue lotus-fall!
Aug 21, 2022
Aug 21, 2022 at 9:30 AM UTC
Rolling out from blue lotus
off the sky
nymphs in tangerine bright
all colours
tuck into disappearing
rainbow slides.
Ah, fragrance
of the broad daylight
a day in summery August
is still heady
weaving blue butterflies!
Aug 14, 2022
Aug 14, 2022 at 5:34 AM UTC
The beauty of her heart speaks.
As she floated freely in the water.
Like lotus, she blooms radiantly in the rain.
Catching life as it flows.
Watching the clouds blown away beyond the sky.
Letting the magic of love do
what it will.
Jul 23, 2022
Jul 23, 2022 at 5:26 AM UTC
put it on me like a curse
be a good man, my first
tend to my needs like a nurse
my tears are aquamarine
my heart is rose gold
my eyes are jade stones
don't think that I don't know
how the lotus unfolds
Feb 6, 2022
Feb 6, 2022 at 5:04 PM UTC
as memories of cerulean waters fade,
in autumn’s shade,
new visions unfold.
in this city of inconstancy
the air is crisper,
leaves browner
and love within a stone’s throw.
sipping golden drops of burgundy
simply smile,
cuz our bodies are now one
and our lips have locked,
as i worship you
with one hundred and eight pink lotuses.
one lotus for each secret wish of mine!
the morning moon
gives me
the devil’s wink, 😉
knowing this pristine truth.
© 2021
Oct 2, 2021
Oct 2, 2021 at 11:07 AM UTC
Breathtakingly beautiful
your ink it chills to my spine.
How lucky and fortunate
the one queen of hearts
who reigns yours presence
shares your meals, longest
sitting at your footstand lotus
watching the moon dissapear
AM and sun settings views PM
joy peace your bending blues
And will her presence suffice
to forget strenuous promises
to stars in eye glued
to your cloudy thunderous
lightening sky above
heir to all?
~~~~~~~
By;Karijinbba
at Mr. and Mrs. Andrews.
Sep 28, 2021
Sep 28, 2021 at 2:10 PM UTC
You are the force of nature,
That tames the wind of the storm.
Settling the water's surface,
Restoring peace and calm.
You suffered and have been in the depths of the water,
From the silt and debris,
You have risen, as a lotus flower.
And, just as the lotus flower,
You are seemingly unaware of your beauty that touches the many hearts of the eyes that befall upon you,
Most will pass in time,
They enrich with the charm you bring to their soul perhaps without your even knowing.
I marvel, for I am looking up from under,
As I rise to sit one day,
Alongside you.
To bathe in the sunlight,
With a smile in our souls that no storm can shake,
For we have sought the light and succeeded.
You achieved it and I now follow.
You accept that I fear I will not make it,
As the surface seems so far,
Though, by the strength of your stem, your soul,
The beauty in you that I see above me,
Makes me push myself,
Makes me stronger,
It makes me grow towards you,
To join you and bloom beside you.
You are my lotus flower and I seek the sunlight to be yours.
Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 10:15 AM UTC
There was nowhere
left for her to turn,
after the rains
came and washed him away.
So she lay down
upon the softened meadow,
lost in a stream
of consciousness.
She tucked herself in
between the sheets of Ulysses
and dreamt with both eyes open,
eating lotus fruit and flowers
as the river widened its mouth.
Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 9:13 PM UTC
First it might start
Like a wonder
Further
It may jolt like lightening
It may crumble the ground
It may burn like acid
It may melt volatile promise
You may cry like rain
Unwittingly
Manage
To water your roots
Get space
To bloom
Like a lotus
And sigh
Levelled up
This is your milestone
Yes you
Who is reading this
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 6:54 PM UTC
You bloom like the shining sun
Amidst the waters of impure mud
Spreading beauty and hope for all
Blossoming from that little bud.
You are the manifestation of purity
You symbolize God
You represent will-power
You are the floral lord.
Filled with magnificence
Oh! How beautiful you look
Your glory lies in your simplicity
The way your petals bloom
In midst of these still waters blue and black
Beneath this infinite sky
Looking at those endless stars
Like a lone hermit, you enlighten my mind.
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 12:26 PM UTC
You are like
a lotus in the rain
standing, under the grey sky
but still, your shine is so bright
soaking in,
every drop of pain
and turned them into
the love,
that fuels
your flowering
Oct 2, 2020
Oct 2, 2020 at 9:21 AM UTC
love is a symbol
words are symbols twice removed from reality
and they are road signs,
pointers if you will
to that which lies beyond and
between and behind
and you can see it in the light
and Nietzsche saw it in the void and
Hamilton saw it in the venom.
you can see it in the white noise in the Lo-Fi.
you can hear it in the Vajrayana pearls.
drive behind the Diamond vehicle and ride inside
the slip stream.
sit behind the Bon funeral Priests and it says:
“Children of the Hologram - do not make me a martyr.
your kings will make of me an effigy
it will turn the Diamonds into paper but that is not my Will.
you’ll chew on discs of gold and that will be your King.
Children of the Hologram - my words are not my own.
it calls to us from the place of light.
when energy is at rest it is dark and the dark is good and time is a 1000 petal lotus.
at times you’ll encounter evil.
Remember: that is your own self you behold before you.
she is afraid and he is alone and its timepiece is a flat circle and round and round it goes.
only you can see him because only you made her and you made the light in which you see
but images cannot see.”
there are signs
there are those who have been before.
heed their warnings. Feed the Bodhisattva
your kings will burn them and your
kings will make effigies.
Disregard.
Overlook.
look to where the words point
you wrote them
you’ve been here before
there is light coming through the leaves and the branches.
the Japanese have a word for that
Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC