Love Dizain Poems

Tranquil heart exerts a calming effect
on agitated minds in ego’s bind,
exuding an effervescence bliss flecked,
steering one and all toward pathways kind,
head and heart aligned, both...

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Memorising scriptures was all in vain,
since symbolic words but addressed our mind,
whereas our soul wished to walk the terrain,
to vanquish demons of darkness that bind,
enabled...

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Our rainbow body, in heart is concealed,
covered by layers of fear, hate and lust
but when we’re by love healed, truth is revealed,
here and now within...

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We cling to life, even though form will fade,
since soul within knows there is more to us
than organic form, so we seek God’s aid,
that ego...

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Winter's subtle brush and Spring's balmy stroke
On ragged frost to glossy flowers
Will on with the heaven's wheel go—
A passing through your new older hours,
The sun's...

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Dwelling in mind-body apparatus,
recognising that it is a spring board,
making void-centric awareness status,
detached from outcomes, no goals to be scored,
love, light and bliss at our...

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Ensconced in a continuum of peace,
love drenched presence, head to feet bliss replete,
transmuted by the flame, turns a new leaf,
surrendering all desires at God’s feet,...

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There was a time, not long back in the past,
when driven by lust, I lived by instinct
and now looking back, I am quite aghast
at my...

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Like branches of a rooted, sturdy tree 
     my family survives- each limb entwined.
       ...

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Liken the fontanel as the tenth door,
which soon after birth, slowly becomes closed,
whence blinded from truth, we feel not our core,
immersed in hypnotic trance self-imposed,
floundering...

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 Crystal winged hourglass flows muted gold sand
as...

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Practice makes perfect, is an old adage
but it’s up to us to choose skills to hone,
which satisfies desires that in heart rage
and if resolve be...

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"A little child, a shining star, a stable crude, the door ajar. Yet, in
that place so crude, forlorn, the hope of all the world...

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Captivated by the throb of silence,
wherein presence dwells free from stress and strain,
free from clutches of thought borne violence,
we meld with melody of soul’s refrain
and...

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"There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done.
One is called yesterday and the other is called tomorrow, so 
today...

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