Rhyme Royal Poems | Rhyme Royal Examples

this matrix is nothing but a template wherein tremulous souls express intent in timeless time, ego’s desires abate whereupon fickle heart grants love consent simply by following its sublime scent all opposites then dissolve in vast space whence piercing the veil, we behold God’s face...

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palms and feet radiate magnetic heat with the supple spine, a divine implant, making us feel from head to toe complete, the cosmic prayer, our breath by breath chant, correcting the stance of our ego’s slant that thus as we so become the bliss flame, our vaporised Self is left with no aim...

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Forged from the elements of Mother Earth, mindful is our touch, each emote gentle, dwelling in heart always bubbling with mirth, resting thought flow and all concepts mental, love the currency to pay life’s rental. In body temple, making eye single, heart delights when bliss pheromones mingle....

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song of our soul spurs heart that love may soar so shifting into staid silence tranquil at our blissful core where God keeps no score we dissolve in the void our egoic will that divine grace may love and light instil being our prayerful invocation drawing in thus God’s cosmic vibration...

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Seeking but renewal continual, yet knowing what comes and goes will not last, soul’s flame burns on, with love as the fuel, having faith in God, so raising the mast and in this way destiny’s die is cast. Even in the most sunken vibration, consciousness feels one with God’s creation....

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To eat when hungry and sleep when sleepy, at first sight sounds simple enough to do but when swamped by thoughts, fearful and creepy, we’re bemused by puzzles we need to sew, so know not that peace graced on but a few. Oh, to be a child again, free from strain, frolicking carefree in the monsoon rain!...

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The sands of time, a silent steady flow, Where moments vanish like a whispered sigh, And shadows lengthen as the sunsets glow, A gentle fading as the seasons die. We watch the future with a questioning eye, And chase the echoes of an ancient age, While present moments swiftly leave the stage. The fragile blossoms of a fleeting spring, A testament to beauty's...

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A heavy silence hangs, a leaden shroud, Where words unsaid lie buried in the heart, A whispered truth, too timid to be loud, A hidden pain that tears the soul apart. A bitter fruit of fears where sounds depart, The chances missed, the moments turned to naught, And in that quiet, silent battle fought. ©bfa040425 ...

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Our shape shifting soul indulges in dreams though it has no cause, being bliss replete, so as we are washed away in thought streams, distanced from source, we then feel incomplete, until we choose to bend low at God’s feet. At all times cognisant of our soul’s light, we stand erect; a luminous star bright....

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The plastic shell, a weight within the hand, A silver trim against the darker gray, A relic now, across the digital sand, Where faster streams have swept the past away. The Carl Zeiss lens, a boast in yesterday, Could capture moments, though they seem grainy, A window small to worlds we'd then study. ©bfa040525 ...

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In midst of many, entwined yet alone, in truth we live the life of a recluse, since we are empty and ego has flown, it mattering not if we win or lose, for we take from bliss magnetism our cues, becoming the very flame of delight, as we watch form transformed as living light....

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The harmed hope, a flickering candle's gleam, Against the winds of doubt, it struggles so, A whispered plea, a half-forgotten dream, Where shadows lengthen and cold currents flow. We clutch at straws where solace we would know, Yet fate's dark hand, its cruel designs impart, And leaves us broken with a wounded heart. ©bfa040425 ...

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A fragile thing, a phantom in the mind, Where shadows dance and echoes softly play, A wide sight sculpted by the years aligned, Where truth and fiction blend in subtle sway. We seek to grasp yesterday's brightest day, A fleeting glimpse of what time has erased, Yet memory's river flows in winding ways. The past, a canvas, painted with our fears, And...

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Less is more for it opens our heart’s door, whence simply by choosing not to resist, blissful in the boat God Himself does oar, free from mundane riff-raff, no to-do list, in staid stillness, we become a bliss mist, whereupon all illusions fall away and we see the light of Self, clear as day....

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Cognisant of but yet nonchalant to events that would have upset us before, we witness this dream as life does renew, without feeling drawn to keep any score, for we’re empty though vibrant at our core, recognising life flows on by itself, with all that matters being light of Self....

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