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 Mar 2015 vamsi sai mohan
Dr Zik
One, Two, Three
One, Two, Three
One two three now turn of four
Learn more, learn more, many more
Less, more, less, more, many more
Five and Six
Five and Six
Five, Six and look Seven, Eight
Come in time and don’t be late
Work hard, work hard it's the fate
Nine and Ten
Nine and Ten
Nine, Ten and Nine, Ten, Nine, Ten
Say the counting one to Ten
Eat your daily egg of hen
Two, Four, Six
Two, Four, Six
Two, Four, Six and Six, Eight, Ten
Check your books and pencil, pen
Ten, Ten, Ten and Ten, Ten, Ten
Ten, Nine, Eight
Ten, Nine, Eight
Ten, Nine, Eight and Seven, Six
Five, Four, Two, First One is Fix
Birds are chirping, chirping chicks
One your Bag
One your Bag
One bag, many books and bun
Eat bun when you free my son
close your bag when work is done
One to Ten
Two to Ten
Ten, Ten, Ten and Ten, Ten, Ten
Dr ZIK Poetry...............A poem for children
flawed to near insanity
but long as you could hold down a job then its alright
isn't that a wise policy she asked
i'm not so sure
watching the clowns strut their stuff
in the midnight sun
they are reckless to be certain but self aware to a fault
just makes it all the more bizarre
watch em go at it with each other over the simplest thing
its no way to live
you can vouch for the living as long as you haven't died
and this madness is just shy of being in a pine box
so darling lets get outa this crazy place
get away from the thinking
that you gotta be like everybody else
get away from the plastic hippie rat-race
roll down the easy highway
find us some sweet sunshine to breath in
find us a better life to be
 Mar 2015 vamsi sai mohan
Onoma
The space between chaff and
grain...misshapen yield vying
for the ecliptic plane.
As eye to eye...to be plucked
from what is gathered.
Moments timeout their
defining...what beauty hobbles
its poetry?
Something in league with or
without...passes off a kinship
nearer and dearer than bone
in plain conglomeration, as
strung to skeleton.
A seeing through of boundary...
as always open to season,
change by its allowance changes.
Our parenthetical infinite is
blessed/cursed with peripheral
vision...anonymously...
glory blurrily grows.
Begs from form what itself begs
form...we are thus force-fed
finitude, till what infinitude comes
of our eyes.
 Mar 2015 vamsi sai mohan
Onoma
Pain's accretion--black snaked with royal purple--
therewith and more of, in cold case of less--
pain inexorable.
Fear's favorite pet spoilt with handling.
Pain's redemptive quality is repulsed by plain
sight, it must mobilize malignancy, purloin the
jury, condemn, palm hope to hopelessness.
Fixity--its host must remain in firm attendance.
Enough is ready...a ripened type of monologue...
the crosshairs of silence.
To grow demented from overstimulation,
breaking the same news to what needs dying.
Fetal position suffices...warm, a spinning vinyl
record scratching toward dawn.
The woodwork calls a name--as a woman hoarse...
with labor pain...rebirth.
 Mar 2015 vamsi sai mohan
Onoma
You--softly spoken entrant whose voice
bore holes afire, gave and took utterance in wilds
of will.
Obscured by the liminal impasse of distances,
elements commingled--you, the God/Goddess
of each in schizoidal break.
Passions outstretched to vanquished winds,
nestled in the directional roughhouse of you.
Sodden in sweat, limbs quake to receive one
another...well-versed nerves know the crucial
importance of our meeting.
Hence, the Foundation of the World--
space time's admixture beholds Truth take in
its fictions.
Its footprints burst the bubble of a mirage in
the deep of desert.
Whenever flesh and bone ran over their
spinning perimeter, lanced by the shock of
gravity...the firmament dissolved its maya.
We withstand our cosmic segway, we lock eyes...
chalk down the Seven Wonders to One.
 Mar 2015 vamsi sai mohan
Onoma
~Wincing in easing
waves...
grain of sand
in favored
hand...
white-knuckled to
Buddhaland~
What symbols can be used to

Describe


INFINITE LOVE ?

( infinite love )       Yeah         ( infinite love )

Standin by the waters of the ocean

Infinite love                 ?                        

Well
This might describe the         Infinity

But how do you picture
The
                                                   Infinite devotion ?

Or the immaculate sense of trust ?                          

///

We wander the hills                                  

We see ///       Battleships approaching on the seas

We gather our arms and protect the babes

For the sake of god

And for purity

::   love   ::

In any hour of any
                                                        " Scene  "

Who are we ?

&

What are we doing ?

Lay on the tip of the tongue

( infinite love )                ( infinite love )

    
In the matter of the heart

The simple eye knows what it sees

Truth is the only seed

So that must be the place to start

                                       ••

Infinite love

What are the symbols that describe it ?

ONLY YOU IN YOUR PURITY

on the earth in its majesty

The power of ALL
The power of ONE



//



the power of BREATH

holy sons and daughters

Beyond life and death

In the power of your fearlessness
I cross my legs under the Bodhi tree, sitting
in the sanctity of my well afflicted fortune

I splice the moment’s intermittent air
to drink of the jeweled river cascades
electric plush ~ ripened
to taste like lemonade Nirvana,
puckered up with pleasant chills
flowing through crystalline lattice
works to cleanse my mental palette
with a hint of mint placed on an Other-side
be rest assured the crest rolls atop the tide.

A vacant awareness is aroused from within the
sanctity of my sweet surrender ~
My eyes flutter blissful blinks like flirting butterfly’s
flapping wings resounding good vibrations
across the globe where space rebounds with
positive affirmation of the little girl with wet eyes,
smiles wide, an outstretched palm placed firmly
in a mother’s hand, how safely she's returned,
perfectly as planned.


I celebrate this victorious vision inside my skull
with grunting cheer and a third eye sneeze ~
my air fills with a burst of vision mist coating
my recollections piece by piece holistically,
light as a photon beam phasing in for safe landing,
strapped back in my body for leave of meditation.

I rise out from under the Bodhi tree, in my sanctity
of well afflicted fortune and give a thankful bow
for the good outcomes of the day.
A meditating monk with an uncanny butterfly effect
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