The Poetry Marathon

Alive dreams are
blooming
in my eyes
becoming a glory.
Intoxicated
clouds gather,
Chain sawing
my heart.
My innocent heart
fears losing,
Losing itself!
How to face
these complexities
Where is that
innocence
Gone?
The wind is playing
the strings of my
mind/heart.
These colors of life
doesn’t please me
Anymore..
Which is my
destination?
I am not a dream
nor a secret
I am awake
I am asleep
I am lost
What craziness!
Strange story
it is
Where it started and
where it ended
What premordial
Love it is
Unbearable fire
It cannot be started
on a whim, and
cannot be extinguished
Filling my heart
This flame
Fires my breath
This subtle pain
Now understand
It’s purpose
I bow and
Make my
Prayers

Dear formar self

I love you
And forgive you
I understand now
It wasn’t your
Mistake
You did the
Best you could
At the given
Moment and time
But now you
Must let go
And not visit
Me with those
Gifts that
Hurt you
And me
Learn , respect
And grow
We have talked
Many times
Not to visit
Like this
In secret and
Hidden
Be open and
Authentic
And be yourself
And formar self..
Love you
Dear myself,
My format self
But it’s time
To go..
Over and out !

thank you everyone,
Who is in my life
it’s all by your grace
Life is beautiful
Even more so
For those
who live with
honor, glory ,
authenticity
and deligence

they live majestically
they die gloriously
the road isn’t easy
One is tested
several storms
come
And they rise above
Gloriously

they live majestically
they die gloriously

instructions for spiritual living

Walking hand in hand
the sky and land
become one
Universe sees itself
Through
your eyes.

You are
the composer
Maker of your
own reality,
Your destiny

Work in tune
And Harmony
with nature

Looking down
at the path
We get indications
of obstacles
and objects that you
shouldn’t step on

Not to dismiss
the path to
awakening
believing that
ego-self is
all there is

Poetry marathon
Early starters
Late bloomers
Each find
their way
Their sunny day
In the space
That lies
Between
Both ways
That’s where
I lies…
With my
Amateur
Way…
Ha ha ha..

Oh I am wandering
Yogini
Drank a cup of
this intoxicated
Love
What the heck
Happened to
My heart?

I drank this cup
And now I live
Fully and
Whole heartily

In one moment
I lived centuries

Why did I
Contacted this
Illness?

A wave of ecstasy
swept over me
And I drank
The whole
Universe !

My heart is
Overwhelmed
And I renounced
My mind
Defilments

Now nothing
Affects me
Nothing
Strikes
My heart
I don’t
Give voice
To my pain

Oh I am wandering
Yogini
Drank a cup of
this intoxicated
Love
What the heck
Happened to
My heart?

I drank this cup
And now I live
Fully and
Whole heartily

In one moment
I lived centuries

Oh what is this place
As far as my eyes goes
There is only dust Strom
Which resting place
Life has brought me
Here neither have
Power over my sorrows
Nor control over
My joys

Life asking me
Accounts of
All my doings
What do my heart says?
It’s ashamed !

Who is calling me
From other side
Of those
burning lamps

Is there anyone
Atall for me
Thinking and
Looking forward
Being sad…?

Oh crazy mind
Only you know
What you think
Showing dreams
In day and night
Pouring down
Like rain drops
Blocking my eyes
Filling my eyes
Closing my eyes
Covering my eyes
How can I walk ?
Can’t see these
unknown paths
Oh I hear this
Guitar playing
Far far away
Playing slowly
And sometimes
Roaring
Telling me
a unknown
Story
losing my
consciousness
listening to
story
What is the
Whole story
Who knows
Will this last
Forever
Or is it
Momentarily
Who knows

Pouring down
Like rain drops
Blocking my eyes
Filling my eyes
Closing my eyes
Covering my eyes
How can I walk ?
Can’t see these
unknown paths…

Little wet, little damp
Are my eyes
Haven’t slept
Much since last night
Eyes half closed
And heavy lidded
Such a strange feeling
My mind playing
Tricks on me
Heavy with sleep
My trembling eyes
Bringing back
Memories
Feels like first time
But it’s not
Have done this
Before…
I gave fallen
asleep
I have gotten
lost
May somebody
Be coming
To wake me
Again
In tears silence
Is soaked
Nothing but
Tales of
My heart
Little wet, little damp…

I am face to face
With myself
Reflections of my story
Is now known
To me

Whatever I wished
Is with me
Here everything
Is secret
Yet known

Feeling these
noises
Pulsations in my
heart

I gave parted
With myself
In thoughts
And in dreams

Nothing remains
But one
Without a
Second….