"padme" poems
I'm the Emperor and my face looks like a prune.
I have dark circles around my eyes which also makes me look like a raccoon.
My name is Palpatine but I'm also known as Darth Sidious.
Everybody pukes when they see me because I look hideous.
I was able to trick Anakin Skywalker into turning to the Dark Side.
I actually convinced him that I had the power to save his bride.
I can't believe that I was able to turn him into a Sith Lord as easily as I did.
He actually believed that he could save Padme by killing Separatists and kids.
I thought that my new Death Star was safe from the rebels, I thought that I had won.
But Darth Vader dropped me into the main reactor of the Death Star to save his son.
Luke Skywalker removed Lord Vader's mask and he became Anakin Skywalker again.
I still can't believe that those **** Ewoks were the reason why my Empire didn't win.
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
when i was six years old my whole family went to disney world and being the self-respecting born and bred star wars fans we were, my brother and i cajoled our parents into letting us buy pictures of our little faces photoshopped onto the faces of star wars characters.
my brother? anakin skywalker. and me? aayla secura.
who you probably haven't heard of, even if you're a pretty big fan of the series. to get you up to speed, aayla secura was a jedi knight and a general during the clone wars era in the prequel trilogy, which is all suitably ******* badass, but if i remember right she has roughly five minutes of screen time in the movies and even less in lines. and you probably remember her as that one blue chick.
and if i remember right she was also one of about three or four female options for the pictures. sure, there was padme amidala and princess leia, who are badass ladies in their own rights, but see the thing is that no six year old watches starwars and thinks to themselves, "hmm, i want to be a politician!" you think to yourself, "i want to be a jedi." and the only option that was a girl and a jedi was a background character.
but that's the thing isn't it? being a background character, a love interest, a side-kick is something girls grow used to seeing themselves cast as. sure, we're in the movie, but with half the lines and screen time. never the center of the story. never the hero, just the pretty girl with fluttery eyelashes he saves. too often i found myself having to invent my own characters and stories so that i could feel that i was part of a narrative, too.
and suddenly, more than ten years too late for for six year old me but just in time for a whole new generation of little girls, the person in the center of the poster clutching a blue lightsaber like a beacon of the light side was a girl.
so this halloween as i'm handing out candy i will see myself in every little girl with her hair twisted into three buns and light saber in her hand and the galaxy in her eyes. finally, finally the story is about her.
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC
I'm a Gungan from the planet Naboo and my name is Jar Jar Binks.
Senator Padme put me in charge once even though I don't even have the ability to think.
George Lucas brought me to life with a computer, I'm a product of CGI.
Because many Star Wars fans find me irritating, they want me to die.
Many people hate everything about me, they hate my voice, my six foot tongue and my orange skin.
Now that the prequels are over, those people are thankful that they'll never have to see me again.
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
may i be safe
may i be healthy
may i be happy
may i live a life of ease
may you be safe
may you be healthy
may you be happy
may you live a life of ease
om mani padme hum
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 9:37 AM UTC
We used to say " I love you";
Now we just think it.
The people we became
are an odd fit.
I will admit
I am no longer pleasant
to be around.
Constant scowls and frowns
amidst the silence.
The clicks of keyboards
divide us.
Define us.
Align us.
We used be to analogous
like Bubble gum Princess
and Finn.
Just like them we've become unakin.
Padme & Anakin.
My fear of loosing you has caused me to loose you.
Like an episode of That's So Raven;
attempts at the prevention
of the future
ripped open the sutures
in my heart once again.
Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 5:27 AM UTC
each and every moment
some one, some thing
is either coming into
this world
or departing
shall we join in prayer
for those hovering at the edges...
babies not sure they want
to come into this hilariously
convoluted crazy gross
plane of existence
and those hovering at the edges
of leaving it...
om mani padme hum
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 11:54 AM UTC
power in her words,
power in her curves,
power in the dove,
power in the love,
power in her hugs,
power in her shrugs,
power in the death,
power in the breath,
power in her kiss,
power in her kiss,
power in her kiss,
power in her kiss,
I'm lost in her eyes,
she's lost in her lies.
said there wouldn't be another,
I can see I'm not her only lover.
I stay by her side,
like a waking tide.
said I had saved her life,
said she'd be my wife,
I left her without notice,
I knew our love was hopeless.
I have no patience,
for open ended statements.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
OM MANI PADME HUM.
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
*wisdom burns through my veins,
Igniting endorphins into flames,
Primordial fire,
Exhale desire,
Detach from the self
I will love all who cross my path
I will treat them with kindness and compassion,
Wear my heart on my sleeve, but not for fashion
I feel a swelling in my heart you can't even imagine,
My spirit lifts, soars,
Powerful, born of dragons
I will take only what is given
Receive humbly, give naturally
I will help others reach the top of the mountain,
Making leaps and bounds over life's long climb
I will offer them water,
And let them drink from my hands
When they've become to weak to help themselves
Because those who would tend to the Buddha,
Would tend to the sick, the tired, and the famished
I will live in the present moment,
Not in my inescapable past or independent variable of a future
The only time is now,
And I'll liberate myself from the chains of suffering
I will be free,
I will return home
This is my Mantra*
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 10:37 AM UTC
the crazy reason beauty is
is that everytime something repeats,
it becomes a rhythm, a beat
the beat enchants, repeats entreat
there is the ocean in all of us
om mane padme hum
Sep 5, 2010
Sep 5, 2010 at 10:50 AM UTC
I have the willpower of a torrential flood
I have a tongue like a bolt of lightning
The drive of an ardent wildfire
With the serenity and Zen of a lake’s mirroring surface,
When the sun is just shy enough to hide away from the world five minutes before dawn.
I have traversed the Atlas and soul-searched in temples and nightclubs alike
As I navigated skyscrapers and mountains of mass media with a wrought-iron compass
I meditated and prostrated and repeated my Ex Corde mantra,
“Om mani padme hum, our Father in heaven,
I pledge allegiance to the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth will set us free.”
These old words resound in the Information Age with feigned harmlessness,
Amplified with the subwoofers of today’s youth, screaming, “The only true victory is peace”,
Screaming, “Rise up, daughters and sons of Forever”,
Screaming, “Next stop, the Greater Good!”
Jul 1, 2011
Jul 1, 2011 at 10:05 PM UTC
My soul honors your soul.
I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides.
I honor the light, love, truth, beauty & peace within you, because it is also within me.
In sharing these things we are united,
we are the same,
Oh mane padme hum
Come to me
Our love is eternal
Like the fire in the earth
Like the sky above us
We are the same we are One
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 10:54 AM UTC
the wind takes
the leaves
now curled
dried and brown
on the oak
sapling
the leaves shake
loose
their mantra
calling
Oṃ maṇi padme hūṃ
to bless this wood
with their
compassion
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 10:40 AM UTC
"Hail to the jewel of the lotus."
Om mani padme hum
From muck beauty grows,
Om mani padme hum,
Om mani padme hum.
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 8:13 AM UTC
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om mani
padme hum
om mani padme
hum om mani
padme hum om
mani padme hum
om mani padme
hum om mani
padme hum om
mani padme hum
om mani padme
hum om mani
padme hum om
mani padme hum
om mani padme
hum om mani
padme hum om
mani padme hum om mani
padme hum om mani padme
hum om mani padme hum
Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 1:28 PM UTC
updated prayer wheel
recursively twitters
Om mani padme hum.
Dec 21, 2010
Dec 21, 2010 at 8:12 PM UTC
Seas twinkle and there is a trace
Of diamonds in the sun's bright face
Day comes again; there is no death
Inside the garland of your breath.
In the temples praises sung
From dawn to dusk, Padme Hung
Gods and demons and their ilk
All churn the sea of milk.
Aug 6, 2010
Aug 6, 2010 at 4:55 AM UTC
ཨོཾ་མ་ཎི་པདྨེ་ཧཱུྃ
Om
Mani
Padme
Hum
Hail! To the jewel in the lotus.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 11:38 AM UTC
a friend, a teacher, a love, a companion
so warm and full of life.
reduced to grey ashes,
a small bag full.
finality in the clearest terms.
deep sorrow wells up.
hard to remember non-duality
when duality stares you in the face.
om mani padme hung
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 1:02 PM UTC
In the morning I made love to you
And taught you everything I knew
Then I left
To be with my secret lover
Sensei Yuan Matsumoto
I made love to him and we ate together
He noticed the Om mani Padme hum
Near my womanhood
And asked if I was tibetan
I said that I was Irish
“Good beautiful, because I am part Chinese and Japanese”
“It was loud mouths idea,” I said coldly as if you were ****
He looked like an evil, pasty, glasses less, tattooed
Version of the Dalai Lama
He had only compassion
And gentleness
For me
Soon I spent nights with him
This continued for months
Almost a year
I had to go back to you
So yuan and I wrote **** love letters to eachother.
And we would have the affair
Before class
You were welcomed back
And you got strange when Matsumoto winked at me
You asked what was going on
And that you’ve read every sorted
Letter
You weren’t angry
But curious and worried
I said it was because I thought
You were gay
“Boris, yes I **** your sensei girl friend” yuan said.
Embarrassing
I left and went back to your appartment
And curled in bed and cried
Until no tears came out.
You rushed in
Saying that you will always love me
You climbed in
And we ended up making love though I was shamed.
You kissed my tears and my face and mouth
“Boris you are a wonderful person”
You said that you were only on this planet to love me.
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 9:06 AM UTC
I did something stupid
I look around your ******
Appartment
And found some pictures
Not of rockers or Bruce lee
But that if I strange part of the world
It looked like the slasher but g rated and not gory.
I saw some pactuclar yet beautiful flags
And mountains
Then I found a creepy
Shrine to some middle aged
Bald monk with the strange writing
Around it.
Freaked out I thought you were
Secretally in love
With the Dalai Lama
“Boris! What the **** is going on?!”
I screamed
I was thinking that my parents
Were right
That you were junk
“You bi? No don’t answer
If you go to my classes great
If you don’t fantastic.”
I heard you say “I love you Claudia,”
But in a rage I left
And went to my friends house
In upper Manhattan
I only came back
To teach a class and for my lessons.
But before I secretly checked on you
You were too busy watching that ****** up movie... again.
So I went on my way
During my lessons
I noticed you standing outside
I was going to make you suffer
And sweat
So I thought that my instructor was
Single
I went up and made out out with him in a corner
“Claudia, what the...?” He asked
And he took me to his place up top
Of the training hall
And we were going to have ***
We were kissing
I saw his full body tattoo
And we started to couple
When I heard you yelling my name
The instructor
Said something in Japanese with rolling r’s
I asked and he said that the ******* ******* was back screaming.
I kissed him and said maybe tomorrow
I got dressed and run to you
You had some gifts
And I had to tell you that my sensei
The owner banned you
And that he was yakuza
You weren’t afraid
And said that you wanted me to get some tattoos
Most of my choiceexcept for one
We went and I got a strange tattoo near my womanhood
That was in the freaky text
You said that you it was tibetan for Om mani Padme hum
The rest I got were stars and flowers
Stars for the arm and the flowers for the chest and throat.
At home you undressed me I
You
While we kissed heavily and passionately
“Claudia I am sorry for that picture freaking you out”
I just kept kissing
We got into bed and
You messaged your mantra
Near my womanhood with you lips and tounge
Then my womanhood.
You then gave me the treats and drape the colourful
Flags around my neck
Then
Continued
As you were pleasuring me I thought of my instructor
But your piercings
We’re a pleasurable reminder
They were right
I was a *****
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 8:57 AM UTC
I wanna be your light , shining on you and bringing you outta the dark !
I wanna be the sun to your moon
I could be your whistle tune
The mother of all what we thought were stars
Misfits of our solar system
I wanna be your king jupiter ...babe you can be my padme
I have talents and you could be my amazing
Sitting on a blanket , getting bit , while star gazing
I make a good friend but that's not the labels end
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 2:30 PM UTC