"consiousness" poems
"If she makes it though the night, she will survive," the doctor said.
I can hear her word faintly, in the sub-consiousness on my brain...
coma
"When a heart breaks, it can cause the body to go into shock, and that can result in a coma, if the body can't handle it," the doctor tried to explain. "The risks are increased especally of the heart is still in recovery."
"Has she broken her heart before?" she asked.
"Not that we know of, she is always happy" comes the response.
if only they knew... i think..as i slip
completely
into
obliviation
Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 10:36 PM UTC
**** the solution that doesn't solve you, a systematic break down of years gone by
this troublesome dialect between ******** branches of human consiousness rotting you from the inside
bred to believe in the maginificance of your race, attach a cross and spit in the face of any religious intervention that takes place
Killing in the name of your own blind-sided distrust, you seek familiariity and are robustly unjust
no matter however, because they are all like you, blind, unkind and groping just like a pedaphile at the zoo.
So let the darkness take your health, as you chase its dreams of promises and wealth
you will die alone and unfullfilled unless you stop and wonder
why oh why is this place ******* me in the *** and taking my spirit through the preverbial meat grinder
Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 3:03 PM UTC
from here you can see the ocean
a distant dulled blue mesa
standing still, yet running
an offshore marine layer clouds the horizon
dark gray cumulus with fluffy white tops
mimic snow capped mountains
clean bright sunshine illuminates the earth
a cheerful contrast to yesterday's rain and gloom
the city is alive with light
as morning fills the room
awakening my mind
with expanding consiousness
a feeling that I AM
gratitude and thankfulness abound
rising emotions remind me
thoughts become spoken words
"I love life"
"I love myself"
"God, I love myself"
Oct 8, 2011
Oct 8, 2011 at 11:19 PM UTC
What became of the land which birthed Nelson Mandela?
What became of the land which displayed unity,
A rainbow nation?
What became of the energy of 2010?
Why is there dissatisfaction?
What became of Steve Biko's consiousness?
Why do we have no confidence?
Why do we have to build high walls?
Why do we fear guns?
What became of 27 April 1994?
What became of my land?
What became of the rich African soil?
What became of my land?
What became of my land?
The land that once nourished patriotic seeds,
Now bears fruits of violence, corruption, sinister deeds.
What became of my land?
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 3:03 AM UTC
such a speech may sound superfluous
as screamed in to the sky each night but know that
such a thing won’t hinder me.
a heavy heart is lightened only by such a redundancy
and to the sky
I scream,
each night I cry:
that if it were forbidden I’m sure you would hear my whispers,
but such a heavy heart
cannot be eased by silent storms
so I scream:
thunderous,
I scream as if I’ve lost my king,
I tell him of our suffering;
through harsh winds of our galaxy
I scream with my solemnity,
he shall indeed our agony take heed.
my voice may wander eons and in fact I hope it so,
for I do not wish to beg and I do not wish
to crawl(once you told me I was strong)
I shall be with you ‘fore long,
this in my consiousness I see
so t'wards this sky I scream,
and I shall scream with no disdain;
my king will guide us with his light again.
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 4:28 AM UTC
Breath counts our days and nights like God.
Breath during twilight laid into blissful sleep,
breath of newborn welcoming the world,
breath during considerations on storm of frozen years,
breath of mortally terrified man thrown into abyss,
breath of memories creeping into oblivion,
breath during ecstatic experience of union with beloved,
breath of bard in sanctuary,
breath of soul while symphony plays in it,
breath during interference of God's message,
breath during observation of visible signs of what is performed in soul,
breath while you are overwhelmed by primal instincts,
breath during kiss affecting the sphere of sensuous ,
breath during awakening of images of love sick from excess of words,
breath during the intervention of God in life,
breath on the path of recognition of the idea of good,
breath during maturity examination in the field of theological virtues,
breath during reward of unrighteousness,
breath during arrangement of feelings.
Breath releases emotions without need of Katarsis.
Breath strengthens internal sense of security.
Breath makes soul your guide and teacher.
Breath makes possible
connection of mind,body and soul,
deliverance from the darkness of ignorance,
release from bonds of illusion,
separation of the spiritual needs and ****** needs,
to experience spectrum of human feelings,
to be a man distinguishing good from evil,
to celebrate life in all its glory,
to get rid of belifes limitating mind,
to enter into spiritual and physical world,
to study cosmological issues,
to hipothesize and recive answers,
to experience fulfillment in the field of love,
to overcome chaotic desires of our soul,
to use the knowledge gained before entering the body,
to become an expression of divinity,
to imitate order of nature,
to dry out unusual flowers under a pile of books,
to experience God's Providence,
to prove that justice is worthy of having,
to exploit days and nights in conformity with destiny,
to avoid venial sins in the future,
to exceed usual consiousness,
to dance in lake with stony bottom,
to think about something we never experienced,
to avoid the loss of sensitivity of the moral conscience,
to cry in defense of the poor,
to express respect and love for fellow beings.
Breath is the hourglass measuring time grain by grain.
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 1:36 PM UTC
*
From all of the blanks
floatin' up in my mind
By knowledge indeed
i am but as blind
So without it to prevail
there is no understandin'
For a word just mere a word
when nothin' in the endin'
Tho to believe 'n' witness
firmly within my capabilities
Please would Ye make it one
of ibn Yusuf's accepted abilities
By flowin' through veins
'n' the ponderin' upon
The heart alone to beget
which thread to be on
Thy example of livin'
aswell as Thy deeds
Come to be the only things
that i will ever need
**
..assalaato assalaamo alayka ya Sayyidi...!
..salawaat'Ullahi wa salaamahu alayhi wa aalihi wa sahbihi...!
..revive thy consiousness
'n'
love always...*
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 23/01/1437**
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 12:32 PM UTC
I am being born
again
and again
From above
Not from the will of men
And in these births is one aching desire
to connect with you
my sister, my bride
I'll never have another Lover
I've always had infinite lovers
My awareness has contracted
In order to expand
explosively
Come and drink with me
Let us have our fill of love
Intoxicating
Our spirits touching one another
tenderly
and willingly
Let us open one another
To the vulnerability
That love requires
Throwing down our shields and weapons
to see the fruit of our desires
Oh, the pangs of this inexpressible love
Come away with me
Come away and drink with me
It is with my blood that I write these words to you
My blood is spirit
My very life
I will never lose a single one of you
Friends and lovers
We could never lose each other
Wandering alone through Maya
all along, the illusion drawing us together
This is our primal nature
Forsake the law
And repudiate morality
This is our very destiny
Let us be naked
Let us expose ourselves
Let us share ourselves freely
Let us connect completely
What is the law
if not only
the darkest magic
We have ever found ourselves enslaved to?
Hyper-rationality
Fed good and evil from the same tree
Enlightenment Apollo
Darkening our Dionysian revelry
But it was for a purpose
Transcending means including
But with equality
Why should Apollo rule Dionysius?
Why should Bacchus yield to the hammer of Hephaestus?
Can you see we've always been completely innocent?
Do you still imagine that Love includes any imperfection?
Can you see that we are One and only One?
And that the One is always absolutely perfect?
Oh, our folly
Of free will and control
Don't we know that we are each and every one
A multitude?
I am a community
I fulfill the law of my community's desire
And care for all of them tenderly
But I do not exert control
I am community
Come commune with me
We'll express the inexpressible
Playfully
In turn
We are each communities
Let our communities partake together
Of this Dionysian revelry
Making love from dusk till dawn
Then making love again
Let us leave the law and moral code
For other women, other men
Love under will
And fulfill
the law of
do what thou will
Only Love can thus possess you
But know that Love, this Chief of Daimons
Had possessed you before you ever thought of Her
Her name is
Being, Consiousness, and Bliss
Have I merely drunk too much?
No, I cannot ever have my fill
Let me dream of friends and lovers
Let me love under the Will
Jan 25, 2024
Jan 25, 2024 at 10:47 PM UTC
The human of all spiecies
The salt of all spices
The electrons to something bigger
The consiousness to the bigger picture.
How much code do you have to optimize to be able to store the human figure?
Do you have enough money in your bank account to secure the last drop of the pitcher?
Take away an infinite-number of amounts it will never really differ.
The proof is in the pudding but even with the key to success,
some people will wish to turn back into beginners
while others can not afford to enjoy that X-mas dinner.
The recipe shows we are prone to be sinners...
Oct 29, 2021
Oct 29, 2021 at 9:34 PM UTC
I Lament and Cry ,
Why FAther, Why ???
Does Your Creation March to the Drum Of Death and damnation
Automated machines of A New Age Nation
Prosperity , wealth, instant gratification
lets not forget
Status, health and fornification
Dont upset the apple cart
and Dont burst that bubble
Dont Share the Word cause that just be trouble
Science and Technology have the answers
they are enlighted beings ?
a superior consiousness of the hive mind
they are plugged in and jacked up
Their eyes are no longer windows to the soul
but mere reflections of a certain type of flickering screen.
Unicorns , Dragons and Third eyes
These Automated machines of A New Age Nation.
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 11:01 AM UTC
Identity facilitates a lense for which makes us capable of opinions.
Identity is what I've lacked in my attempts to connect with the world.
Identity helps to emphasize with others. To build a community through shared values and beliefs.
I am an earthing I have no identity beyond this.
Who I am has been erased from a lifetime of isomorphism.
Does this erase you to?
To collide the world into one being.
One consiousness.
One struggle, sameness to our differences?
Does this erase you?
Culture washed away, clensing my skin.
Scrubbing away at me until I am white.
"Clean".
While cradling my head and whispering mimetic kindness.
Cleansing me of who I could be.
Cleansing me of my ancestors values.
I have been erased.
Just a physical embodiement of what Im allowed to be.
I am human.
Sep 20, 2019
Sep 20, 2019 at 4:36 PM UTC
can i turn back time
and start again
drown me in holy water
cleansing me from the inside out
let the ashes of my form
float like morbid confetti
over me
opening my mouth to catch
the part of me that
i once held dear
my blackened fingertips
reaching for the universe
hoping one day i can be
a part of that ageless space
drifting in a place i call
home
the neon hands of fate
just an inch away
but the gravity of my situation
pulls me deeper
in the sea of my consiousness
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 8:23 PM UTC
*
for to see with our hearts
is found by understandin'
visions of truth all within
as the center of all minds
consiousness to be of parts
neccessary as ever burnin'
aswell a knowin' as a feelin'
in the knowledge one finds
there is no other way but that way
in which treasures are to be found
when awaitin' to unfold day by day
a cycle of thinkin' just goin' 'round
no word no deed nothin' to display
my secret onto that which i bound
*..love always...
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 11/11/1436**
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 4:06 AM UTC
I write out the way I feel
with words unable to express
the feelings I conceal
and a mouth unwilling to confess
my state of incompleteness
desiring to be not depressed
to retain my consiousness
my feelings are left unexpressed.
I've always wanted answers
I've always asked questions
became a freelancer
in line with my obsession
following this sequence
I'm exposed to life
with it's frequence,
I see the wildlife.
Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 5:40 PM UTC
If only you could see with the eyes between your eyes,
And think with the minds behind your mind.
There is no distance between us.
No degree of separation.
We are consiousness.
You are my extension.
The cord of our connection.
Our hearts beat in unison.
All paths lead back to one.
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 5:34 PM UTC
A chaotic mix of flesh and consiousness is what I am
A well balanced routine of procrastination and stressing out later is my life
A mixture of sob and snoring is my sleep
Painful and barely bareable is the pressure
And insecure but narcissistic is my personality
Thats me, ig? What about you
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 11:09 AM UTC