buddhism
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Space bound Where there’s no sound Galaxy horizons Some newly found I see a plethora of stars Nebulae from wide and far Kaliderscopic array of gases Voluminous clouds in masses Dark within the ebony Comets racing leaving trails so icey This cosmic vision it entices me Galaxies before hitherto unknown Become new territories to be…
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Around me I see people crumble I reach a hand So that if they stumble They don’t fall I do the best I can Extending help to my fellow man It’s getting harder As even more suffer Every day more are going under Because of life’s stresses and strains People lose control And become runaway…
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I love it when I hear those rapping saying they had it hard I write poetry but I know I am no bard I live a life as tough as shit Hard work, no money do I give them short thrift I aint looking to wear no crown But I am fed up with always…
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Nature is Earth Grass air and seas Nature is beauty Mountains, valley’s and trees Nature is flowers And prismic kaliderscopic themes Nature is us we were borne from its seed.
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My name is fauxcroft Believe I am ripping it up poetically Ryhming it up And laying it down With lit words That are so profound Lyrically. My name is fauxcroft Believe I am focused spiritually Taking it to the top cosmically I say the stuff others won’t dare I speak of how much I care…
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Meditate to ensure your soul Is made of twenty four carat gold Ruminate within a place of bliss Where your heart constantly gives Ponder on a moment of grace Where your unconditional love is your primary state Meditate on a mindful place Meditate to inner peace this day Be as golden as the sun in…
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Here I sit in your cauldron Obsidian black and heating up Here I sit I watch you spellbinding Other poor victims over time. I smell your wicked intentions I Keep her wondering what evil lives here I smell the odoriferous rancour Of decay and musty foulness. There is a bittersweet tang of death One of…
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Lullaby at the stroke of midnight In our soul that luminescent light In our hearts the fire keeps on burning And as we sleep we dream of returning To the love that’s unconditional Sweet dreams my friends I will see you in the morning Just when the day is dawning And the sun rises up…
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They sell us a belief of choice But where is the choice When the only voice Is a construct by and aged old system Out of date and lacking distinction And though it acts like it has conviction It repeats the same old restrictions Limiting our freedom through guilt and fear Protecting an establishment it…
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We shared a last dance Before the nights end We shared a last moment Before it’s time to wend Our weary bodies home For we are so tired And the time has come for sleep Will we ever cross these paths Will we ever again meet After this last dance Where we shared a moment…
fauxcroft 