buddhism
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Theres beauty in simplicity Of a sense of cleanliness and hygiene, Of fresh pressed clothes and shiny hair Of showing how you treat yourself with care, But it doesn’t mean your every thought is clean And you’re not as innocent as you seem, I have glimpsed your sensual dreams Dirtier than many would believe, But…
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Theres no way you should give in The colour we are actually means nothing, Theres no supremacy in being white It doesn’t make the racism spouted right, There is no way people should be hating Not based on the colour in which we are living, Theres no victory or future in division The unity of…
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I see you in your palace And you see me in my rags, The sun shines where you are But out here it does nothing but rains, And as I see you sparkle like diamonds You see me fade away among the stars, Into the ebony night until the new dawn That’s how it is…
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Marry, marry me That’s what they said, She decided to decline So ended up dead, What makes these men think That they have some right, When they’ve been turned down That they can take away, This young woman’s life In this callous brutal way.
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It’s about time people stood up And shouted out real loud we’ve had enough of this stuff, Too much fucking corruption and misogyny Too many kids who nobody feeds, Theres to much fucking hatred in this world today Same old fucking religion saying live without sin or you’ll pay, And yet those who preach are…
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She is young with a body Well matured beyond her years, No understanding of its power But the one thing that is clear, Men will look at her with lustful eyes And they will dream of what could be, And she can sense this and it amuses her So she dresses very provocatively, Showing the…
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Mind crisis It’s in chaos, It’s a turmoil It’s a whirlpool, Ever spiralling It’s like a storm, And I am praying For a calm dawn, When the sun rises In the warm glow of the morn.
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Drifting free and bodiless In an ether like ippissimus, Attaining higher states of perfectness In a blissful peaceful universe, Of cosmic being and knowing self My spiritual consciousness is my wealth, I tread with the careful steps of stealth Into the cosmological night.
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Is it utopian Or is it dystopian, A life of rose tinted Honeysuckle dreams, Is it too sanitised Is it just to clean, Where all is green And no one is mean, The perfectly delightful Life of bliss and harmony.
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Hurricane force winds But they can’t blow away life’s sin No matter what it is to may think, The truth is something that runs deep Ingrained within your heart and soul, Infecting the mind as we grow old Eating away at us like it’s necrotising all we know, So above does it fester down below…
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