Spiritual Connection Poems

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The missing connection

The missing connection short poem

May be the winds might know which way it turned, or fish might guide through that deep undercurrent. The flora and fauna of that desolated island, help unravel the mystery if it ever land. But with all the technologies, the

Spiritual Sat Nav

Spiritual Sat Nav long poem

“At the 3rd exit bear right , that’s what it told me to do, I’d followed the instructions, did everything it asked me to, I admit I was a little distracted as the junction passed me by, I thought it

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Take A Break

Take A Break short poem

Take a break, what does that really mean? Break an arm, a foot; break wind or a stick. Maybe, perhaps; but take a look a little deeper is the thought. Re-visit, revise; review, recharge. Take a head break, a spirit

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Good Days

Good Days short poem

If someone says good days will come I welcome But feel that mine is in-depth a shy welcome For that great concept all have to be in everything good Peruse individually elements of goodness we should Everyone must decide to

A Painful Memory

A Painful  Memory elegy

A quite and a peaceful dawn Woke up with a yawn Sang a gospel song The phone rang for so long With someone on the horn Knew something was wrong It was a news so bad About the death of

Backyard Poetry Club

Backyard Poetry Club prose poem

A motley group had made an affiliation of sorts It sprouted and mushroomed in our back lane And there was born a poetry club with no name Passion it was for the verses written in Urdu That linked them beyond

The Matchless Artist

The Matchless Artist ode

O Matchless Artist ! The Creator or genius scientist. You capture my heart with awesome wondering, And surprises, full of applauding. When I see those multimillion varieties of pretty flowers, I marvel at your marvellous designs. O perfect designer———–! You

Types Of Love

Types Of Love long poem

There are three kinds of love, Love that tests you, Love that loves you, Love that doesn’t love you back. The love that tests you, doesn’t conquer, it leads you, to the unfathomable galaxies, most of them are imaginary, where

O Captain! My Captain!

O Captain! My Captain! elegy

Didn’t realize when the heart swelled, a tear rolled down, then, another…. …and so on……….. What a charming guy with blue twinkling eyes! Santa spreading laughter and cheer; giving away endless memories and smiles! Immense pain wears the garb of

If You‘re Thinking of Going Up to Heaven

If You‘re Thinking of Going Up to Heaven long poem

Up there, the mind of saints is telegnostic And thought is superluminally telepathic; Via sensorial communications anomalous Gnosis and mind are venially synonymous. All is public fare; the personal life is dead And every thought you surfed in your head

I Measure Every Grief I Meet

I Measure Every Grief I Meet short poem

I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, eyes – I wonder if It weighs like Mine – Or has an Easier size. I wonder if They bore it long – Or did it just begin – I could

Salutation

Salutation prose poem

Hail to you o majestic mountain Bedecked with the crown of snow-capped peaks You seem to dominate the landscape beneath Like a mighty monarch seated in the sky . Blessed with heavenly grace and charm Surrounded by an aura from

The ‘shortness’ Of A Lil’ While

The ‘shortness’ Of A Lil’ While long poem

When I first got to meet him Soon after you left him I did not know him But something caught my attention. This something grew stronger Every day was revealing A depth that was building The real-ness was superceding. I

The Kite

The Kite short poem

A flight of inspiration, An art of imagination… It is a Kite of hopes That light up the lamps of lives ! Like a chariot of ‘Venus’ Drawn from horizon to horizon; Like ‘Jove’ the Swan Flies from earth to

Kenya You Not Alone

Kenya You Not Alone short poem

In the deep sleep of a long day, I woke up at a woman’s scream. Her face was emotionless, yet the heart bled agonizingly From a pain injected at the loss of her womb a terrorist tore apart For a

Poetry in an Espresso

Poetry in an Espresso short poem

Black hole in my china cup, You swirl round in vortices; Rising, falling, twirling up, You mind me no notices! In your twirling eye, black As pitch, I see me in a café; Sitting up and sitting back, Stirring black-hole

A Facilitator’s Journey

A Facilitators Journey short poem

Standing at the door of an empty conference room, I love the thought of what might unfold. The surge of energy that is about to pulse, The promise of deep connection that it holds. As we explore together and learn,

Cathartic Eclipse

Cathartic Eclipse short poem

I witnessed the death of the universe… Tumbling, crushing, spinning in the maddening chaos of the spiral Time! Eternity… ceased to exist, Time… was no more, my soul ripped asunder the stars… show no more! Pleading internally I succumb my

Between Us

Between Us long poem

Part 1 – Us A connection, telepathy sometimes. Cup of tea, cup of coffee. Helping hand, kind assurance. Pat on the back, kiss on the lips. You and me and complete loss of words. There’s something between us. A touch

In Her Fragrant Mist

In Her Fragrant Mist short poem

“Tell me”, said she, “What do you think of me?” “A Brazilian forest and the scent of roasting coffee beans”, said he, smiling at her teasingly. Blushing, she smiled, her cheeks wore the radiance of Tavel Rosé, She leaned over,

My Last Breath!

My Last Breath! elegy

I felt the warm strengths of gentle motherly grips How swiftly and quietly my last breath here,slips Exact on time, undelayed Out of reach, Lords’ trade My eyes, terribly widened Chilled layer penetrated my yellow body With few words dying

Babylon

Babylon short poem

She wrote a lie about her mother Just because she found a nub of pencil Greasy lead Teethmarks infesting the barrel It set her fist like a phonograph needle Remembering the wobble and crack Of those old spiritual records Truer

Her, So Beautiful

Her, So Beautiful short poem

The fable resounds with absolute conviction, From the voice of her, so beautiful, Her, so beautiful bearing such an affliction, As to be wholly accepting of a language utterly mutable, In the night the love does grow, Like the elements

Way of life

Way of life prose poem

The mother knows compassion and grants permission the father accepts responsibility and manifests reality the child is born and experiences god directly the adolescent unfortunately forgets its connection to the divine the teacher shares self-evident truths and growth occurs the

Fela Kuti

Fela Kuti long poem

You got a part I got my broken heart Live and let them walk Build a bridge and break that wall Look up at the sky, without any pillar it never falls Wake up and stand tall This world is

Suppose The Sun Does Not Rise

Suppose The Sun Does Not Rise short poem

Suppose the sun does not rise the school boy may still lumber in his slumber, the house wife may enjoy her liberty to corner her routine job in relaxing herself in spiritual rest. But the busy father may be surprised

A Woman’s Speech

A Womans Speech elegy

Love me, if you notice my beauty. Not of the leather covering my heart, Nor of the shine or charm but my beauty That lies within, not in a part. Touch me, if you notice my cleanliness. Not of the

Cheers – To Life… And Death

Cheers   To Life... And Death short poem

heartbeat time flows swiftly by- distilling within that certain pain inherent in understanding a depth of grief is felt upon a fellow voyager’s departure- somehow balanced by its magnetic partner- joy sorrow slips in and out as we move through-

Beneath Laughter

Beneath Laughter prose poem

What dwells within the deepest, most utter, most core of one who laughs yet longs for truth and to be true to oneself with another human being…not hiding. But, it is being mentally, emotionally and spiritually naked. It’s frightening, perhaps

Present Scenario

Present Scenario long poem

Value deterioration is too fast Humanity should stay steadfast. The world should wake to crisis And hit it at its head like a dart. Vices are quickly escalating Greed runs at neck-break speed Making the people more physical Eat, drink

A Blossoming Love

A Blossoming Love short poem

It’s funny; all it takes is a glance and I’m entranced, A stare from your eyes that makes me forget about the sky. A stunning smile that makes me grow so wild, A chance to release my inner-child. The tidal

Passion

Passion short poem

We kissed and set the wheels in motion. Driven wild, I crashed upon your curves. No control, let loose lust’s potion. Set adrift on sensory swerves. See me drowning in your eyes. Taste the poison from your lips. Ignite me

Immensely Seeking

Immensely Seeking short poem

And Like that. I had this overwhelming urge. I don’t know what came over me. I asked God is this the route I should take. This habit of association. To weed out what may seem to be selfish. Time is

The Magic Bed

when another (anointed as lady lucky) resident renter bequeathed her bed prior to that good samaritan deed thyself and spouse slept on the floor like dogs dead tired from another day acclimatizing ourselves, especially when tummies got well fed and

You

You short poem

What if I told you I think you’re perfect Beautiful forests in your eyes When I look at them I see where my dream hides And I have been hanging on every word you said to me I want to

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body ode

I apologize the Sun did not rise my side of the Earth. Else I would have invited you into my house And we would have drunk white wine with ice by the fire place. Know you not the absence of

Hail Motherland-Vande Matram !

Hail Motherland Vande Matram ! short poem

” The ancient sages solicited from Almighty to be born again ‘here’, The Buddha got ‘Buddhahood’ Only in serene landscape of ‘here’, The ‘world-conqueror’ ‘for all the world’ Returned as ‘Self-conqueror’ only from ‘here’, Many ‘Sufis’ find their ‘Khanqah’ Seeking

Madam Marcelene Gomes

Madam Marcelene Gomes ballad

When my self , apart roams , My conscience recalls madam Marcelene Gomes. My teacher at St. Bartholomew’s school, Who taught us the virtuous rule. A fine and devoted teacher, Humanity and spiritual preacher. A woman of strict conduct, Employing

Life

Life prose poem

I asked to my father Baba, What is life ? He politely said to me, ” Life is Duty . ” I asked to my mother Maa, What is life ? She said to me with smile, ” Life is

Love Is

Love Is short poem

Love is laughter. Love is knowing that you have someone to turn to. Love is looking at her and thinking she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Love is being silly sometimes, but that makes you love her more.

A Slow Night In Downtown Wabash

A Slow Night In Downtown Wabash short poem

An old woman slings loose the accordion from her shoulder, feels her ribs expand draws a mental connection with the sag of her breasts and, broke, starts off home unseasonably warm for February a pack of dogs have run of

Spirit Guide

Spirit Guide short poem

SPIRIT GUIDE if you are near me, I pray you will show me the way. SPIRIT GUIDE if you can hear me give me a sign today! I wanna breathe your breath of wisdom deep into my soul. Touch me