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When I talk of beautitude
Please do not think it is "my" bliss
It is "YOURS"

The LOVE's awakening is all yours
That is what I am trying to give
Your bliss back to YOU

So even if I am right or wrong
In realizing my BEAUTITUDE
Do not consider I am in bliss
Beautitude is YOU,
Please accept it...!

Utmost Bliss has always been YOU
Just a part of that bliss
YOU showered on ME with LOVE
That started our LOVE-journey

I opened up my soul —
To absorb LOVE and
Realize beautitude

Now I give your bliss back to YOU
Open your soul — and
Absorb LOVE to
Realize beautitude

If you do not do that
Our LOVE will wither away
A cold winter death...
Understand this TRUTH

Without YOU —
We don't have beautitude

BEAUTITUDE is our LOVE




Notes:
Beautitude is not bliss, nor happiness — It is the REAL TRUTH we all seek And never find it in any way and/ or In any thing we do It is only LOVE that grants us Beautitude
Mirza Lazim Dec 2022
Before dawn,
in the ***** of venerable silence
I whisper the verses of the Koran
and I find myself in awe of Allah,
your memories emerge in front of my eyes,
I get stretched out within tides...

A new obsession
a tiny light dot,
a sudden strange blink;
Are you a shirk?!
No... Never!
Only pure love could last forever...
You are something sacred with mundane reflections:
like expurgatory light from the heavens,
like my spiritual pain of existence
or the insanity of my inspiration...

If you ever did feel what I am getting through...
In my dream, you are near
and reading to me softly the surah Ad-Duha...
Ah, this maniacal power I get from your voice...
Ah, this sweet and indispensable rejoice...
And the magnificence of this complete unification!
The one I felt before:
on the elevator
which was taking me to you!

The prayer is going on,
now with its all perfection:
Allah I obey,
For you, I pray...
Till the Sun rises,
I shall be blessed...

(Arabic): in Islam, idolatry, polytheism, and the association of God with other deities.
Earl Jane Aug 2015


You are the sole yellow rose that I see,
In the amidst of this wicked and vexatious wilderness,
You've captured my heart,
With your bright, delightful and auspicious hue,
My eyes are affix to your alluring nature,
And a picture of you I keep dearly in my heart.



I walk into the hellacious pathway,
The pathway that draw stripes on me,
I did try to endure all throe and grief,
'Cause after this endeavor,
You'll fill me with beautitude and love,
And my triumph I will lavish upon you as I hold you in my arms.



Now I have succeeded and hold firm grip on you,
All aches been covered up with my overwhelmed soul,
Your thorns I've eliminated and put end to your excruciation,
I hold you so close to me and keep you safe in my chest,
I will never let you go and I'll bathe you with my love,
We will conquer the world together, forever 'til eternity.




with love <3




© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For you Brandon <3 <3
brandon nagley May 2015
Poetic,
Thy beak can speak words of sensual charm,
But canst thou speak of what's to cometh?
Poetic,
Thy words do flow and run,
As a waterfall, tumbling hummus!!
Poetic,
Thou canst shape lives by thy wittled crippled fingers,
Yet canst thou show thy action? Like thy hero's and singers?
Poetic,
Thou canst bringeth life to thy surroundings,or death to thy foes,
Yet wilt thou giveth all thou haveth from thy back? Or steal poor men's troves!!!
Poetic,
Thineself can waketh one to splendor,or putteth them to sleep,
But cans't thou heareth them? Rub their bones when their weak?
Poetic
Poetress
Poets
Tis I do believe!!
With thy words,
Thine self could make seeds to eternal beautitude,
Or everlasting damnation!!!!

I'm a stoic,
For mine words art mine action's!!!

Art thy own?
Poetic.....
brandon nagley May 2015
How long?
Must I search this unplentiful Terra cotta,
Where wherin there's no ardor!!!

I seek a dame of barter,
A like minded poetress
Where she can unvape mine vest and release all the days tensions and mine affliction!!!!

A king and queens invention!!!!

How long?
Must I partion vows not seen?
Trade all mine hopes for cracked walk dreams,
And be a guest to mine own dillema!!!!

How long?
Shall I try to give thine all to one who's not there,
Nor doesn't call,
For ignorance to me is quite noticeable!!!

What's wrong the boys thou chooses excite you by nice ride?
With him you get high for a moments click to stardom!!
Folly indeed!!!!

I seeketh a special breed,
The kind that chamelionizes,
The one where no chastisement is known nor mentioned!!!

Her hand to be mine extension I giveth this anima,
Wherein conglomeration is ourn own villa,
And coition brings us to sanguine beautitude!!!!

What an inclination of proposes!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
Architect of mine brawn,
Bird to mine songs,
Your weight is heavied and I feel its tax!!!!

Your broken,
Unrelaxed,
As I wish to giveth thou azure!!!

Your posterior is defective,
Your fingers are worn,
Soo many dishes hath thou wiped,
Cleaned,
Gleamed!!!

No excite!!!

Mother,
Thine vitality has given me new meanings,
Your a fowl of the unseaming,
A sire of mine own beautitude!!!

Soo lost to thy worlds hatred,
Soo much love and  gratitude!!!

You'd bequeath your animation to me as I you!!!!

Mother,
Homage so true!!!
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Voices are irrevocable
Because of a warmer philosophy
The earth turns colder like fire and hazel
The voices unheard by the shuffling beautitude

— The End —