"enlighted" poems
As I sit upon my throne.
I enjoy the unselfish love of you.
You're not my pleasant.
Or beneath me.
You're my equal.
As I look toward your way.
I enlighted by your smile.
You're my lady.
A remarkable one at that.
A great catch.
My Queen, My love.
You're a wonderful one.
My love, My Queen.
Who gives her love to me?
You're my inspiration.
You're my heart.
You're forever be the one I love.
My lady, My Queen.
Our life is simply a living dream.
Aug 23, 2012
Aug 23, 2012 at 4:51 PM UTC
Fly
Grandfather
Spirit
To
The Sun's
Illumine
Magnify
Thy black
white feathers
And heal
The human race
Children
of
Gaia
Moon Souls
Oceans dream of
Your return
Music Muses
Play for Us
Enchant
Lost souls to find
The path of innocence
And love
Breaths, hands, rhythms
Rhymes of Thou magic Wings
Oh, to be
Each step
Lifted upon the invisible
Eagle Spirit
To follow
The fellow
Beings
Transform
Us - imperfect beggars
For life to the dawn of enlighted
souls sharing
Cosmic
Kindness
Blissful
Dance of Infinity
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 12:22 PM UTC
Bailful fairness sudders one
From reality and fantacy...
Wanny visage enlighted:
By eyes of a cockatrice,
Never, to judge nor protest against.
How I have love thee?
Soon, to be forgotten by,
Leaving to be languished and,
Purged of love.
Love?
Never releases thé flying White Dove
Acts of Diana, knowingly brought me
Down like Juliet
For love is not love,
Without sacrifise?
Left, bewitched for amercing time,
Left, with the conceit of bestowing one's prescence once more.
Only,
To find the gall will,forsooth,
Gallop forth the next life...
For I have loved you always.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
When you asked why I wanted to learn your native language
The answer danced on the tip of my tounge
I kept it to myself
By them you had already been wishy washy
I feared you wouldn't reciprocate it
I still don't think you can
I hope that I'll be able to tell you about it someday
I see the light at the end of the tunnel
And it shows you, enlighted by my confession
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 5:44 PM UTC
just wait here
buddy
mr officer is speaking now
and do you wonder
with all this first person second hand third generational
talk do you think
i am who i say i am?
i could be
a dog in a suit
barking but no one cares
a man in uniform
beats rock paper and scissors
to a point
where you think there'd be a problem
with society
and it's reasons for religion
like it's just a myth
this true reality
when it's obscured by the light of the supposed enlighted
and yeah
the rules will break
like a fracture in a cast
and they'll laugh
because it's embarrassing
to be human and all
when all else
appears giftly
magic
grab a mic this show's on the road
Oct 11, 2012
Oct 11, 2012 at 12:20 AM UTC
Have you ever fallen from no height,
Heard the angels lie,
Broke at babies eyes.
Risen like the sun,
Settled like A storm,
Had skin burnt by the moon,
Stayed awake dusk till dawn.
Then you must find the middle path,
The enlighted way that will last.
Find the balance of your mind,
Worry not of your time.
We must share what we know,
Then A peaceful future we could grow.
Listen learn then go onto teach,
Your mind has no limit of its reach.
Leave behind any extremes,
Moderate all of your needs.
Act upon love,
Speak for tranquility,
To fulfill your true capabilities.
Think of yourself and think of others,
To finally unfold all of life’s covers.
Until then we must witness our own down fall,
Pledge and join him when the changes call.
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 6:23 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
Oh, Poet! hear the songs of wild casts,
shed all the feathers of civilization,
life is itself marijuana,
love is itself marijuana,
life is the cup of marijuana
full of up-to-the-brim,
dive deep into the sea of life,
drink every drop of it with devotion,
devotion is marijuana,
be a devotee faithful,
faith is marijuana,
have deep faith in all mighty,
the nectar of faithfulness,
begets from the core of devotions
of devotees is more and more,
powerful than marijuana,
oh Women be a mother
to be a mother is marijuana,
having a little one in the lap
is not more than marijuana?
life is marijuana,
the matter you smoke
for momentary salvation,
is nothing more than slavery,
make an endeavor to go deep
and deepest into you,
make yourself free within yourself,
the freedom from within,
and liberation from without,
open the treasury of marijuana,
within everflowing, perpetual spring,
Oh, the disappointed fellow from the world,
move to nature,
see with open eyes.
the miracle everywhere,
seeing will dose you with marijuana,
your stress,
your problems,
all are nothing but
your lack of faith in life,
in the life maker,
the marijuana from the plant
is a way of running away,
from your ultimate way,
from your core.
you are a seeker of marijuana,
your true self is marijuana,
but lost outside in search
eating pants in madness
leave with mindfulness,
be enlighted, be meditated.
no problem will remain unsolved.
Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 8:34 AM UTC
.
.Youth is light,
Breaking across
The tired world.
Light is sharing,
In youth like the air,
Each breath a bloom
From some new flower,
Lost in true wilderness,
Of light, each cut shine,
Is sheered with others
Youthful as enlighted
Ones under heaven.
And tired souls smile
As they watch light
Grow, for tired light
Knows, each day
Was a gift of sight,
As the elder beams
Slowly fade into so,
Such, a western sky
With old mellowness
Of promised comings,
Weary lords to make,
Newborns, rebirthed,
Freshly, rawly on high.
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 3:14 AM UTC
I am walking in a garden of roses
They are beautiful, as they are blooming filled with color and life
They could take anyone's breath away
But not mine
To me they are all the same
To me they are just flowers
Because i am searching for one rose
The one that i can never find
Being in the depths of the dirt
Maybe some new roses has grown out of her
But they can never be as breathtaking as she was
The most beutiful rose of them all
She has withered many years ago
I remember when i first saw her
She was full of sharp thorns, yet she was enchanting, almost...
Almost inviting me to go there to take a bath in her mesmerizing blue aura
That day she was as blue as the sky in a fresh spring morning
I dived into her sky flooting all over it
Without even my recognition i became enlighted as never before
Then Nüx has blessed the azure with her captivating, yet dangerous kiss
But i promised her to come back once every month
The next month when i saw her she looked like a river in the deepest woods
Then one month later she looked liked a small lake on the top of a snowy mountain
Then she looked like a never ending ocean
Then she looked like a stormy night
And everytime when i saw her she got a bit darker
She was still fetching but she has changed
She wasn't that playful and lovely anymore
Then one day when i went to see her all i could see was her black petals and her dead flowers battleing with the old pictures in my mind of her blooming with turquise clarity
So i got my self a knife
And i cut her blackened throat
I was bleeding all over because of her spikes but i didn't care
I digged her a grave in the middle of the garden of roses
Put her in to the dirt and covered her with my tears and blood
It was exactly ten years ago
Now i am free again and i came back here
And yes i am sure
The last time alive she was just as black as the dirt around her now
As the garden of roses surrounds us i can feel their jealous looks
But i don't care about it
I just lay my head next to grave
Next to my beloved one
And now i am just as black as the dirt too
And i will stay here with her
Forever now
Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 3:10 PM UTC
I love you because I do not know how not to. I love that you have merged between my heart and my soul and how you continue to melt there. I like to imagine when we are at the most gentle of ease, but then I just picture as, doing whatever we please. The gifts of warm, radiant of heat that roles off to you to me is what I crave at night. Just like how you linger through the corners of mind, I want you. I need nothing other than you. To break down these stones and grow with you. Intertwin within your vines. And yet Your shadows are always be hind me and I am not sure weather to be scared or enlighted. I gues we will see.
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
And so the creature spoke.
So beautifully clever he was,
So willingly and undocile.
Carring within a death body
and a beating heart.
And so the creature talked.
So pleasent his voice was,
So smooth and vile.
He was aiming so hard,
for the love to have.
And so the creature waited.
Screaming and hating
for his creator, making.
And so, she suddenly raised,
So demonly enlighted
So deliciously enchanted.
And although he wanted her
She will ever hate it.
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
The lesson in a book
I have read,
the journey
across the four corners
to refresh
the saddened soul
that always
stayed hollow
a big gap
to fill....
for the time unknown
this gap widened
as I tried narrowing
with my futile efforts
I learned
from all the books.
then, I read
a book
that
the nature publishes
on each branch of a tree,
in the soul of a worm
hiding under a pebble,
and a sparrows' search
for such worms
for stomachful meals
for the day
before joining a flock
to present a scenic beauty
on sky's canvas.
And in its each word
decoded
a feeling of lightness
enlighted
the sad soul
giving a feeling of ecstasy
and I sang a song
of the fullest enjoyment
playing a flute
of my imagination
disconnected...
from earthly matters
..........................
yet connected
to away and away
beyond
where
beauty reighns
both in thoughts and actions
when cosmic energy,
in its glitz, is
unparalleled, unrivaled
Narinder Bhangu
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 10:24 AM UTC