Dharmas Poems - Poems about Dharmas

...When in teens I felt miserable All around I saw suffering and strife Why are only some people suffering? Why so much disparity in life? A friend of mine told me read Bhagvad Gita I read it ful......

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...Conditioned since birth by customs, family, society and ego We go about with a clustered mind Complicating our simple life with our thoughts and self-imposed restrictions We don't see a human as ......

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...Karma incarnate Symbolize synapses refrain recreate Blades of grass Cannabolize compliance Unions unite Tongues of trauma Ignited ironies Cycle compromises Earth and Sky Nuisance nefari......

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... I sit in emptiness, Ohm mani padme ohm; why is there such suffering? I open to the suffering, understanding is my quest. I open to compassion, I open to the dharma, I open to under......

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...Dharma’s elixir’s sweet, it’s a product of Heavenly bees; the soul’s ambrosia. ......

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...Unknown Nothings Infinite amounts of prophecies philosophies sciences ideologies ideas dharmas karmas and dogmas of beginnings endings afterlives heavens hells nirvanas enlightenmen......

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...The following is my poetic/liturgical translation of the Heart Sutra: The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, Whilst in profound Prajna Paramita Saw illume the void of the five skandhas And prevailed......

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...The dawning day is like an open door for voyagers adrift in living stream to waken from the dream asleep no more. When out of slumber’s seas we’re cast ashore and consciousness resumes its head......

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...Sit for a time quiet, in contemplation With me We can Dispense of the fallacy Of why's and who's Laugh too With Convinced courage About Here and nows We ll see to it, that our......

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...Yearn for Bodhi for life’s a dream, A dark fleeting phantom, and a Shadowy hollow illusion, Filled with nightmares of greed and fear, Of Love and loss and scorching Fires of burning ire and desi......

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...There are rights and wrongs, or so it seems, in the most outlandish fancy flights. When we’re asleep even in our dreams there’s an awareness of wrongs and rights. Yet are they the same for all ......

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...Death, existence, come and go, Like a tidal undertow… Waves that toss us, winds that blow, Raging storms and biting snow, Hunger, anger, joy, and woe, Hellish heat with burning glow… Saints a......

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