buddhism
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Where are you? My voice echoes In this dark and empty place Sounds are hollow This was once a happy place Forlorn unheard voice I really miss you now Desperate pleading What am I meant to do now? Pain and tears flowing I loved you but you left Frustrated anguish And now I am all…
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As a Starseed on wings I fly so high Among the stars reflecting white light, Incandescent filigree shines across my sight I am a spiritual being so irridescent and bright, As I manifest and transcend this life.
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I met you in a cluster of stars In a universe light years away, In a constellation of love Heading out of my spiritual home, On a journey to earth to savour the beauty Of nature and life.
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Write words that resonate And that echo in the minds Of those who read and hear them And leave them feeling loved.
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Remember me from my stories Carry me off in your memories, Dream about me and feel the love So they may keep you warm on the coldest nights.
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Do you think that there was not a plan When creation evolved us into humans, Of different colours and languages, Do you believe this is an anomaly? No, creation is natures genius and it created all man equal, It’s only wicked, evil, corrupted man who is not very intellectual Who says different colours are inferior…
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I dig deeper and and deeper into me And I discover I bleed all things Anarchist, Subversive and rebellious Yet true to love, light and caring, I am committed to equality and sharing, Individually unique and different Complete in my contempt for anything discriminating, Opposed to fear and war mongering and hating, I scream and…
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I hope to be found one day In the Akashic records, As one of life’s Starseeds A Sirian, a pleiadian, or an Acturian, Or maybe I am an Andromedan, Though at times I resonate as an indigo, crystal or rainbow It’s hard to know, Being a soul who ask questions often I could be an…
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Bring out your ghosts And the skeleton in your cupboard, Because I want to know what haunts you And the secrets that you keep, Bring out your inhibitionsSo that I may glean The real, true you the angel and the fiend, I want to learn your good and wicked deeds.
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She thinks she tough I know she’s not, It’s all a front To stop from being hurt, To not seem so vulnerable But I know what she is, She is just a fearful kid, She talks the talk, She walks the walk, But I know her well And I am not fooled, And I watch…
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