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ajay amitabh suman Jan 2018

Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

Heart my got broken , knavery when played they all.
I also did some trick, waggery did, made them fall.
Soul my knocks now, and making me feel shy.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

I was fragile , shaky and suffering over last.
Used to compete with them whosoever growing fast.
Now that fear is over, seldom now I vie.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

I let them laugh at me, who having envious heart.
I let them mock at me, am accepting odious ****.
Malice brings no peace in me, not making such a try.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

Wrong which they done to me, all have forgotten now,
Only thing which yearn now, help all but when and how.
In the land of hatred me, sowing peace and multiply.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

Was bursting volcano then, now flowing river is me ,
Heat of that summer over, clouds pouring rains in me.
Dirt of soul gone now, bade the evil good bye.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

Venom of hatred receded, jealously no bitterness,
Longing to assist someone, is there so eagerness.
Sipping now drop of love, peace in me glorify.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

Light of wisdom arrived, Night of ignorance gone.
All my grief ended, joy in life has come.
Riding at the peak of virtue, now I am flying high.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,
Now no conflict here and nothing is hue & cry.

Now only truth here , no place for any lie.
Diving I am deep into ocean of bliss O' thy,

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Ajay Amitabh Suman

#spiritual #philosophy

Mike Essig Jun 2015

Christopher Smart

For My Cat Jeoffrey*

For I will consider my Cat Jeoffrey
For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving him.
For at the first glance of the glory of God in the East he worships in his way.
For is this done by wreathing his body seven times round with elegant
quickness.
For then he leaps up to catch the musk, which is the blessing of God upon his
prayer.
For he rolls upon prank to work it in.
For having done duty and received blessing he begins to consider himself.
For this he performs in ten degrees . . .

For having consider'd God and himself he will consider his neighbor.
For if he meets another cat he will kiss her in kindness.
For when he takes his prey he plays with it to give it chance.
For one mouse in seven escapes by his dallying . . .

For the English cats are the best in Europe.
For he is the cleanest in the use of his fore-paws of any quadrupede.
For the dexterity of his defense is an instance of the love of God to him exceedingly.
For he is the quickest to his mark of any creature.
For he is tenacious of his point.
For he is a mixture of gravity and waggery.
For he knows that God is his Saviour.
For there is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest.
For there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.
For he is the Lord's poor and so indeed is he called by benevolence perpetually -- Poor Jeoffrey! poor Jeoffrey! the rat has bit thy throat.
For I bless the name of the Lord Jesus that Jeoffrey is better.
For the divine spirit comes about his body to sustain it in compleat cat.

Written while locked in a madhouse.

#cats

brenda callahan Mar 2017

word

words seems to have little need for me

while i can not live without their rhythmic cadence

waltzing in minute areas of my mind

whispering hidden meanings in my dreams

waking me with waggery boldly spoken

when i try to reach in for them they run

wildly from me to wide strewn places

waiting to trick me in to wornderment

with a quick ****** i catch and in

wonderment place them on this page

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