Turning away....

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Turned away
I have
from all those
adornments of 
show
No longer am I
excited by
adulation
See through 
I can 
of showers of
affection
and complaints
I have none
for those are 
the ways of this world
brought up 
to serve up 
Self Interest
by pretend play
by touch-n-trick
by bow-n-bitch
It's just that I 
have had 
enough of it.

Present Moment

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Those big leaves
bear drops of water
without getting wet
All my senses
take in pain and joy
without letting them
take possession
I jut watch the 
present moment
in which the world
plays on my stage
and once the play 
is over
I call the curtains
moving on 
to the next at
hand
for it is the present moment 
that is my real present -
fresh, bright and joyful.

A wonderful moment

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It is a wonderful moment
this one
when I simply take in
life
remembering its several gifts
and breathing joy 
of being alive
to all my inner throbbing
casting away old garments
of guilt and shame
having fully savoured 
pleasures of flesh and spirit
and ready for more
but not greedy.
It is fine to get soulmates
but nothing lasts
and so to desire permanency
is to run after a mirage
So here I am savouring
this moment and the next.

Decadence

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Living in this
libidinous 
body 
giving free 
rein to
every fancy
and whim
of my cells
Life is like 
the smoke 
to be exhaled
and 
I sit high
up here
and nowhere.

In Silence

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In silence
I hold communion with my soul
its vibrancy deserted
energy depleted
just accepting that life
can do this too
- castles built
- hopes dashed
- love betrayed
- dreams shattered
But I want to reassure
I am there
alive to life
not wanting to 
change or avenge
anything
but looking ahead
and looking here
in this pause
and let this silence
say what it will 
to me!

In Coldness 4

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When I am alone
not a soul in sight
I can speak to the 
floor and the roof
the columns and the beams
the walls and the windows;
they watch everything 
bear everything and 
hear everything I say.
They are at peace
doing their job
come hell or high water
their touch is sure and not
fleeting
they return everything you give.
Great friends, thank you
for your coldness and warmth
both you gave unreservedly. 

In Coldness 3

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Not all is lost
nor can all be ever
lost so long as
I can stand up.
In coldness
have I sought 
support and searched
for a way out.
Dreams burnt down
but the sparks
flew showing the way
breeze came
and that's enough
I can make my way 
when coldness 
spawned boldness.