rumbling bliss reverberations
radiate forthfrom the fontanel
piercing all nodes within form
pristine soul presence
is the sole enjoyer
of this unending rapture
who is the enjoyer of bliss thunder
that reverberates in feeble form
all nodes are one, none asunder
enlivened by currents cool and warm
space our garment, boundaries disappear
we bilocate everywhere as we please
God within cave of heart is so near
with this knowing, we flow on with ease
Alabaster streaks of warmth
in its dewy first glow,
tepidly stirring the senses, as
my gaze roams to the
trickle of ebony beads;
in the distance,
chimes of granular dustings,
with fragrances rich in
mahogany earthen grounds,
shaking the last of the
quondam night’s moon specks,
as life’s poignant rays
seep deep into my sights,
coaxing myself out of
hibernation,
longing for the first sip
of sunshine,
basking in the early beams of
balmy dawns and
sepia sunsets,
blessed to
start and end the
sands of time with you—
upon my soul’s sanctuary,
my lucid dream ablaze.
"God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste"
“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma,
like this dopamine boosting flavor I taste.
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart,
breath by breath so that my soul may be chaste”
He is the one that loves me and watches me night and day
as I sip my coffee I ponder on my future and His way
How can I yield to Him when my hopes are on the fringe ?
A caffeinated woman highly stimulated by life, unhinged
like the fences of my childhood past, ...
He is the scent that clings to my bones at my most secret hour
the shadow that never leaves me, my Babel Tower
How can I be obedient until death when life continues to shower?
Juiced up to the max by life's contours I tend to cower
like the deer in the forest I shrink away fast, ...
He is the light at the end of a long and darkly tunnel
a few prayers on the lips and I am able to leave this jungle
How can I serve Him best, when all I do is stumble
revved up like a strong cup of espresso I can only guzzle
like a thirsty beggar, without a solid repast.
God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavor I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste—Unseeking Seeker
An iron-grey sky I encounter along my path
With God’s will a flight abroad will transport me safely
An abiding faith inside, my spirit guide watches over me
With consoling embrace and the warmth of the mug
A morning prayer to begin the day:
Please give me the strength and wisdom to face
whatever challenges come my way
A frothy display; foam adorns my top lip
Now ready to devour a breakfast continental
as I slowly savor my final sip
Downloading in my coffee machine
Is sacred sanity peppered peace
Relaxing all the violet vanity
With a powerful cocoa bean
I like the taste and the smell
It really is my aphrodisiac
I will celebrate will not yell
If you offer it even just black
Beam me up a cup of love
Of coffee never get enough
“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste”
“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste”
Whether it's perked or left to drip
I drink coffee after I quip,
"Cool enough not to burn my lip."
Ahh... that first sip Ahh... that first sip
A spoon of sugar, splash of cream
Aroma woke me from a dream
From the cup rises vapor steam
In sunlight's gleam In sunlight's gleam
My eyes savor the morning scene
More than the flavor of caffein
I hear songbirds as they convene
Their songs serene Their songs serene
I'm content after yawns and sighs
Enjoying a cup at sunrise
As dawn chooses to colorize
Aurora skies Aurora skies
I recognize God's hand in this
Reminding me not to dismiss
These moments as if nature's kiss
A time of bliss A time of bliss
My cup and sunlight keep me warm
Daybreak serves as a tranquil balm
Reading scripture nurtures my calm
A hallowed psalm A hallowed psalm
I am the coffee cup,
holding the coffee which is God.
He fills me with sweetness and warmth,
so others can enjoy my aroma.
I sip from the knowledge of God,
to taste His beauty.
I breathe in the freshly brewed coffee,
knowing His presence is here.
“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste”
To be a millionaire
With all of the fanfare
May never be my fate
Since I started too late
Sure I have some savings
But they’re barely shavings
Compared to the stout tree
That a millionaire be
I’m not a malcontent
But I kind of resent
That my saved pile of dough
Is short one more zero
Though I keep working hard
I think that I am barred
In becoming a ‘naire
Which seems so far from fair
But that got me thinking
I’m not a ship sinking
I could become a ‘naire
Maybe one that’s quite rare
How ‘bout a husband-naire
Though with some graying hair
With home as my palace
It has a smug status
Or be an enjoyer
As a great employer
Of huge business affairs
When I’m a boss-inaire!
Or let life unravel
When I go and travel
And visit everywhere
As a vacation-aire
I’ll become debonair
As the best lover-naire
Since something was missing
Like passionate kissing
Yet don’t start concluding
There’s no wife eluding
For in all due fairness
She is my babe-nairess
Yet I cannot deny
I’m that everyday guy
Who is always there
A regular-guy-naire!
And since I do well at
Or rather excel at
I have become that rare
Normal-guy-tycoonaire!`
Life is changing genre
Every moment is story
Silence can enjoy
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
26/08/21
“where is the fulcrum of fear or desire
which nuance of love sets our heart afire”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Who is the enjoyer of our pleasure
Which aspect within us, feels suffering
Where resides our ego, as the doer
Hidden is fulcrum of joy uplifting
These questions as old as the universe
Mind, in limited form, has no answer
Spiralling about, singing its own verse
Delusion consuming us like cancer
Let us then ask the genie of the lamp
As to how we may ascertain the truth
At which point does a flowing river camp
Void of breath exchange reveals truth forsooth
Mind body instrument but a sensor
Soul formless, is the experiencer
15-December-2020
The enjoyer of each experience,
taking delight in each life throb within,
joy ever bubbling on his countenance,
immersed in flow of softened attention,
dances to the beat of bliss ignition.
Aliveness continuum is the flow,
moments entwined thus keeping him aglow,
purring humming renewing in constancy,
imbibing bliss divine in stillness slow,
celebrating is-ness with vibrancy.
15-November-2020
Let us take any act that gives us pleasure
Sex, food & drink, theatre, friends or solitude
Let us partake of it in boundless measure
Recognising Shiva as the enjoyer of plenitude
Lovers caress
Sexual climax
What is the source of the bliss
That pulsates within as it manifests
Likewise with our lover reunion
After years of separation
The longing ache that arises
What is the root of its surprises
This practice asks that we meld our awareness
At the very beginning of surge of blissfulness
Vaporising therein
19-September-2020
Always been the type to not know
Where the arrow is pointing to, left or right
If I’m walking too fast or too slow
Used to worry, now I think it’s alright
To take the ride and enjoy the sight
Whatever the sight you’re seeing may be
Clear like the day or dark like night
It’s not the finish line I want to see
But the journey that’s important to me
Going way back from the start
Where the journey stretched to infinity
Guess I’m an enjoyer of life at heart
Completely lost, with no sense of direction
After all I wasn’t made out of perfection
no; no one is enjoyer on this earth
only human kind
though this body is not true me
its truly I enjoy everything;
eating, drinking, writing, speaking, breathing everything I enjoy
the fruits, the rice, the water, the grains
the moonlight, the sunlight, the dark everything I enjoy
the river, the forest........ everything I, the human enjoys only
I from the human being
the ungrateful enjoyer of universe
without any payment just know to consume
but the giver all these are the earth does not enjoy her offerings,
the universe does not enjoy anything anytime
only I, the dweller enjoy all
but after all the enjoyer and enjoyment cannot live eternally,
consumer tastes all temporarily,
consuming flavor has limited time
the expiration time touches me, the human in time
and I fall in the recycling embryo of death
but mysteriously at last the earth enjoy this enjoyer body
14.04.2020 Chattogram
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