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A Flower Cut From Desire
The lotus is a flower cut from desire
Whatever her hue her petals attire
She is the goddess that sank into…
The muddy waters - arose anew.
Her purity and beauty is no cauldron.
Thou portrayed to symbolize the sun
She is but a spiritual, awakening…
A flower of prosperity, meaning.
A symbol of fertility, spirituality,
And even in her purest-state eternity.
The blue lotus is victory over wisdom
Pink the supreme lotus, Buddha's pilgrim.
The lotus path to noble truths is Purple
White purity spiritual perfection mental.
The Red lotus is related to the heart,
Associated with, love and compassion.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Three Unique Flowers!
Due to flowers world itself is called as flower world!
Of them lotus, rose and tulip are world renowned ones
Nobody can deny their significance anywhere anytime!
Danish renowned tulip flowers cheer all by unique beauty!
Tulip flowers of many colours have made mark in literature;
Everybody cherishes their beauty unique in Nature all time.
Rose flower, the thorny beauty of all is the queen of flowers
Everybody has an high esteem and value for rose everywhere!
It is the chosen flower uniquely cherished as a symbol of love.
Lotus flower with yellow seeds in is cherished as divine one!
It is highly esteemed as a spiritual flower for meditation most;
Spiritually valued high lotus flower has mystical significance.
If tulips are angels rose is the queen of love poets cherish
Meant to worship mystically elevating divine lotus ever fresh!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Because Youth Is A Flower
because youth is a flower
that blooms only once
one must be kind to use
hands which are gentle
a flower is fragile with
petals and sepals and
stalks not strong enough
to withstand the demands of
time
the flower that blooms today
tomorrow shall die
each moment is crucial
each bloom cannot last forever
the flowers of my youth
if well taken cared of
shall proceed with its fruits
and its seeds.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lotus
(buck/mills/stipe)
I was hell
Sarcastic silver swell
That day it rained
Tough spun. hard won. no
Ocean flower aquarium
Badlands. give a hand
Honey dipt. flim flam
Hey hey. hey hey
That cat can walk like a big bad man
So happy to show us
I ate the lotus
Say havent you noticed?
I ate the lotus
Storefront window, I reflect
Just last week I was merely heck
Tip the scale. I was hell
Picked me up, then I fell
Whos this stranger? crowbar spine
Da, da, da, and I feel fine
Let it rain, rain, rain (rain)
Bring my happy back again
So happy to show us
I ate the lotus
Say havent you noticed?
I ate the lotus
I ate the lotus
Let it rain, rain, rain (rain)
Save me from myself again
Wash away my ugly sins
Opposing thumb, dorsal fin
That monkey died for my grin
Bring my happy back again
Let it rain (rain), rain, rain (rain)
Bring my happy back again
So happy to show us
I ate the lotus
Say havent you noticed?
I ate the lotus
I ate the lotus
I ate the lotus
I ate the lotus
song performed by by REM
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The Fragrance Of Virtue Rises To The Heavens
The blissful flower landed on the earthly dirt
And rooted its seeds on the bosom of mankind.
The flower blooms only in fruitful pure heart
Which grazes its petals like one hungry hind.
Virtues are the atoms of God, the holiest one.
The more we attain it, the more we appear near
To Him, His being, Virtues and godliness anon
As our soul drenches with immortal holy tear.
The earthy flower blooms, dies in perched air
With a fragrance that melts, melts, melts away.
But the fragrant flower of Virtue is always fair,
Its fragrance rises towards heavenly stairway.
poem by Osman Gani
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The lotus eye
A lotus is born in muddy water
You cannot grow lotus anywhere else
A sage is born in a decadent world
Jesus never comes during any golden age
He came in an age harrowed by humbugs
A lotus has eyes
They are enamoured of the Sun
Jesus had lotus eyes
They could see the Sun and nothing else
He saw light and nothing else
He was always in light
The lotus is the Sun on earth
Jesus was the Sun on earth
When we pray to Jesus
Our prayer goes to a lotus
When we caress a lotus
We caress God the Son
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Love That Won't Last
when i tell you that i love you
please do not
ask something that lasts
forever
for i am a man
simply a man
and i am
not
immortal
my love lasts
while i last
i last only for a moment
like a flower
that blooms today
and then
tonight is blown away
by the slightest
touch of
this
divine sigh
do not see me as a bud
of this
flower that in your mind
blooms and will last
forever
i am man i am mortal
at any time i may die.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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New Zealand
good news from Rose
a flower blooms in her garden
i am not sure what it is
she is in a hurry
she jumps with joy and she hangs up
a miracle, a miracle she calls me
i do not know i refuse to know
we have been unlucky here
and faithless
but we do not mind anymore
Rose is happy and that is enough
whatever it is
she deserves it
a flower blooms in her garden
and she concludes
it is God-given.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Grandeur Of Nature
The darkness showcases its grief,
unpublished,
in the night-sky of remembrance.
The unknown flashes its whereabouts
in the hurling winds of anonymity,
above the almighty sea.
And then wrapped in scarlet,
the sky blushes,
under the sun's romantic caresses.
The youth of the spring,
blooms in one flower of awakening.
And the watery edge
of the lotus-leaf
portrays the curve of karma-yoga.
Bathed in dew-drops,
yet untouched by water!
poem by Sarvesh Kulkarni
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Lotus
Hey hey.
Hey hey.
I was hell.
Sarcastic silver swell
That day it rained
Tough spun. Hard worn. No
Ocean flower aquarium
Badlands. Give a hand.
Honey dipt. Flim flam
Hey hey. Hey hey.
That cat can walk like a big bad man.
So happy to show us
I ate the lotus.
Say haven't you noticed?
I ate the lotus
Storefront window
song performed by by R.E.M. from Up
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The same lotus of our clime blooms here in the alien water with the same sweetness, under another name.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Love shifts by the successor
Flower that blooms at sunrise
Stays and withers at sunset.
Next day, another one does.
Love that blooms every time
Withers soon for the next one.
06.10.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Glimpse
the flower may curse
the caterpillar at first glance
consuming its leaves
greedily
rushing for the next stage
of its life
then the silence of the cocoon
where the flower
doubts
and then the excitement
of the birth
of the yellow butterfly
the hope of the flower
and when
the flying begins
the flower unfolds
blooms
and the consortium begins
the nectar flows
and the flower
turns into another fruit
back
to its seed form
as the butterfly
nears its span
like a glimpse
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Little Cycle Of The Flower And The Caterpillar
the flower may curse
the caterpillar at first glance
consuming its leaves
greedily
rushing for the next stage
of its life
then the silence of the cocoon
where the flower
doubts
and then the excitement
of the birth
of the yellow butterfly
the hope of the flower
and when
the flying begins
the flower unfolds
blooms
and the consortium begins
the nectar flows
and the flower
turns into another fruit
back
to its seed form
as the butterfly
nears its span
like a glimpse
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wood The Flower Flails
Wood the flower flails,
So sad is now that vase,
None else to ever know,
That flower has joined the breeze,
Never to harvest new blooms.
Flower failed the wood a well,
A mothers dreary tail again to see,
To mix two hearts of one must she,
There beds now like the rest unmade.
poem by Is It Poetry
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The snake waits to strike
butterflies on lotus blooms
peacocks are strutting
haiku by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
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Behind The Veil
The withdrawing bees sit on the blooms,
Dusts of yellow fall and start to groom,
The prosecuted flowers, accused of waywardness,
The bees are brought to identify, the lady pregnant,
Points the finger at one, who is in prime,
To take care her deposit in the silent shrine,
Bees get off guard, wrong genetic code,
The community of bees not to want to ride,
And conspire to keep the blooms on guard,
Each matured flower to be covered,
From the wavy petals to the leggy stem,
Just an opening for the rays to peep in,
The blooms on cover, not to attract the bees,
The blooms watch and enjoy exclusive.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Alankar(Decor) -48
1 Lotus(Cameo)
Lotus!
From deep heart of dirt
To the high head of bright lit sun
Wonderful
To my eyes' vision as you bloom
Cease not just your disc of bliss
Lotus
2 Freeing(Cameo)
Vanish
O'soul this moment
Forgetting self changing Matter
Engraved
Into your poise of Lotus deep
Over to heaven to taste
Nectar
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Love Sonnet 59 These banks nurtured the lotus I admire,
These banks of nurtured lotus I admire,
As farther landward, flowers riverine,
Beauties by which hunters of yore aspire,
Of nymphs, their hearts had fancied to enshrine;
Its river flows like love in rendezvous,
With Fate that caps its presaged course downstreams,
The blooms have but oblivion to pursue,
Once left to lie among abandoned dreams;
But mark, my lotus, this could never be,
Though tide may rise and ebb the way it goes,
For soon our hearts will fit an argosy,
To sail the seas to any port we chose;
…..We will discover joys to claim our own,
….In shores that only love has ever known.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Lotus Flower
On the shoreline of a murky swamp, a
Lotus flower blooms through the dirty water.
The contaminated springs slowly sway
Down the slothy, nonexigent river—
Crusted and caked by a blue-green algae,
Browned by the erosion of stagnation.
How could such filth come to rightfully be
The host of this beautiful creation?
How does its life rise from the putrescence,
Sprouting against the harsh forces of death?
It challenges both wit and common sense
By drawing its photosynthetic breath.
Yet, it remains resilient and strong,
Defiantly alive—as it belongs.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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