I think we actually punish children out of their relationship with their bodies... we categorically separate mind and body and emotion and intellect.
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Heart, Body and Mind
Nowadays, people insist
The instinct should be fulfilled
Before the heart or the intellect,
They do not even mind
To care for the Mind,
Though we are in the twentyth
First century.
They assume that
The tools of communication
They own are enough for the head,
And I say the real key
To the heart and body
As well is in the brain,
Whether we
Deny or admit
The power of the mind
For it sustains the sentiment,
And deep emotion
Beside body cravings
To breath the breeze
Of true companionship
Or loving relationship
And make it happily alive
In this short swift life.
poem by Nadia Abduljabbar
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Passion...
Amorous words fill me with emotion,
My body tingles at the unforseen.
The scent of your passion fills my nostrils,
A storm of intensity rages within me.
Mind and body escaping in an amorous dream,
Breaths shorten as my imagination runs riot.
Fingers tease and heartbeats rise,
All fight defeated as bodies entwine.
We become one in mind, body and emotion,
And everything in the world seems right...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Atma
Atma is the Self,
made of Prana, Mana and Vak:
Motion, Consciousness, and mater.
Intellect sheaths Atma;
Mind sheaths Intellect;
Senses sheath Mind;
Body sheaths Senses;
Aura sheaths Body.
Thus,
Rig, Yajur, Sama and Atherwa sum up.
Body includes brain.
Brain includes intellect,
And Consciousness.
So Body and Energy
Are the two parts
That join to make Life.
Thus,
Science approves of.
We deny not both statements,
one by subconscious mind
and the other by conscious mind.
That is why
Religion and Science coexist.
31.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Body Mine
This solar system mobile
slowly rotates
moved by a tiny breeze
I imagined just might
come from me below
breathing.
This was the silence of me.
The blank day was still
as the inside of a deep vault
no sound outside
no sound from within.
I sank into the moment;
my breathing muting itself
wanting to see
how comfortable
I was with the me
lying there.
Stillness is a severe test.
Then a quiet shudder
as I allowed an exhale longer
and deeper than usual,
this first shudder then
followed by another.
And another.
Breathing seemed to direct
my very being to another space
and my Body Being
in this circumstance
roused itself
came out
and displayed
its secret existence
which I
I realized
I ignore most of my life.
Startling to feel
Startling to realize
my thoughts leapt
to the idea
that this body was alive
separate from my mind
and had it own needs
goals and direction.
Startling to realize
that this my body
is alive in its own
right, separate from
me or my mind
but had separate Being.
I'd always thought that
aliveness was somehow
seated in my mind.
It and I talked.
It and I conversed
but what I thought
in that moment
did my body have to say?
What language does it speak?
I realized
had regarded it as a machine
to be feed or fueled
but not an entity
with its own Ideas.
For example,
does insecurity
lie in the mind
in the brain
or in the body?
What is a body idea
anyway, separate from
my head?
Can a body dream?
All of this was startling
and to this day
I'm still seeking answers
to questions
with more questions still.
Where does my mind start
and my body end?
Not sure.
but one thing is clear
bodies domain
is sexual;
and it wants to live.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Body
Your body is not
Under your control
Futile to say
About other scroll.
You do not know
Where I am
And you are going on
Calling my roll.
You know I am
Not in the Mandir
Not in the Mosque
And you are losing
Your time and energy
To make a search.
You know I am not
In any action
Not in any reaction
And you are
Expressing emotion.
I am with you
And within your body
And in the bodies of all.
Take care of the body
Know the body is
To know me.
Remember
I am not the body
Body is not I
And you have to leave
The body
Without the body
Nothing can be achieved
And you are nothing.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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At This Moment
I'm very pleased to be a body. Can there be someone without a body?
As you hold mine I feel firmly assured that bodies are the right thing
and I think all life is a body. I'm happy about trees, grass and water,
especially with the sun shining on it. I slip into it, a summer pleasure.
I have hurt the body. That's when I know I need it most in its whole
condition. If I could prove it to you by giving pain you would agree
but I prefer you with your body pressed to mine as if to say it is how
we know. Think, when two must separate how sad it is for each then
having to find another way to affirm their bodies. Knock one against
another or tree or rock and there's your pain. Now we have our arms
filled with each other. Could we not grow old in this posture and be
buried as one body which others would do for us tenderly?
poem by David Ignatow
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Bodacious
Oft-times our body
seems to be
Much stronger than
our minds and hearts
Not swayed so much by
emotion or intellect
But Moved instead
By bodacious body parts
poem by David Whalen
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When cerebral processes enter into sports, you start screwing up. It's like the Constitution, which says separate church and state. You have to separate mind and body.
Body Architects
i'm starting from scratch
i'm putting the pieces together
day by day.. one by one.. i'm the only one
my surroundings affect the structure.. of my state of mind
just when you think everything is fine
the foundation cracks... in a fraction of time
so look in the mirror.. it doesn't lie
we... we all forget
that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit
we... we all forget
that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit
i skipped the school of the learned for the... majority
but i figured it out the hard way.. my own way.. the only way
and it made me stronger... bigger than the rest
i'm the architect that knows my body best
we... we all forget
that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit
we... we all forget
that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit
we rock the party that rocks the body!!
we... we all forget
that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit
we... we all forget
that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit
song performed by by Tommy Lee from Never A Dull Moment
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There Is No Better God
There is no better part
In the body than the EYE;
There is no better relationship
For a woman than the HUSBAND;
There is no better wealth
For the parents than their CHILDREN;
There is no better God
For the children than the MOTHER!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Have you heart
Have you heart
Your body not
able to clear doubt.
The message sent by
Neemtree not open
in presence of all.
Sad to say
confession you made
in the dream last.
What was there
emotion, emotion
only emotion
that is ocean
and in diversion.
Heart body immersed
and that is cleared.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Psychos On The Pipe
We don’t sell our bodies to the highest
Or only bidder to feed children
We don’t feed the children
We feed our need
Whatever that may be
Our need for love
Our need for desire
Our need for the poison in our veins
We feed our children to the abuse of strangers
that institutionalized reform of the intellect
to score crystallized rock
to score refined gold
which we wear around our ego
in display of our grandeur and scheming
until we can shoot it through our barrels
to fill the empty of our souls
©2006 All rights reserved
poem by Khristian E. Kay
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I am<~_~> punish
I am punish and a lot will say i didnt tell them.
When i said it they ignored me and mxit
it was written they twitt To Go.
Images appeared Face book, Whats app?
Im punish
i wake up daily and kids disappeared, killed choped and sold
i walk around the street she kisses her he bends for him
10 year old pregnant 15 year old father 20 and nyaupe distroyed them
i am punish
mariages decreased funerals increased
priests lie so do prophets?
You'll say its for peace they pray for aparently they want another piece
i am punish if you hadnt committed such i wouldnt be here
love dissappeared hate and money evolve add ons are in mind...
For my second comming emerge
i am taking my own a lot wont be
i am punish
poem by Ernest Makuakua
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(Valentine's Day) Romance, Emotion, Passion, And Love
You'll never lose….., for it fills your heart……,
Instantly you feel it….., when Cupid shoots his dart……,
Now you won't be lonely…., ever again……,
For God has smiled on you from Heaven above……,
With Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love……,
It's the thrill of a lifetime…., there's never enough….,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
When luck decides to touch your soul……,
Suddenly you're body loses control…….,
All sadness is gone and your dreams are on fire……,
Desire is all your mind is thinking of…….,
With Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love……,
It's the thrill of a lifetime…., there's never enough….,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
..................................Trade Martin.2012.
poem by Trade Martin
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Heart Of Poetry
The mystery of words wisdom of the heart to each
angelic form, the voice of emotion in verse.
The melody of heart speak in words that feels the
emotion to express the deepness of feeling in the mind.
Thoughts of words flow to the emotion to make meaning,
to the essence that moves, sensitivity inside emotion
through the words.
Intellect of mind with the knowledge of experience power of
wisdom transcend to composition to unlock the perfect will of
words justify hidden truth.
The magnificent power compose words gives roots
blossom to the garden of heart and bring fruits to the heart of men.
Love kind words are power to win oneself to transform the
beauty of inside emotion to one particular individual.
The poetry, words of wisdom comes from inner motives of
good heart that gives us privilege to express the hidden
beauty of thoughts inside mind to put it in words.
The power to dominate inside individual for beauty and
wonder purpose of life.
Copyright (c) Jocelyn Dunbar
13th of May 2006
7: 50 A.M.
poem by Jocelyn Dunbar
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Resurrection versus Reincarnation
Why things are created?
What is God’s purpose?
Once upon a time only God existed.
If all creations extinct in God it will make no difference.
Can believers in reincarnation explain this thing logically?
Why we will be deprived of bodily pleasures?
Pleasure of body is more intense
Than pleasure of soul; don’t you agree?
Pain of body is more intense
Than pain of soul; don’t you agree?
You must admit
We will miss our body during Nirvana
Cause we love eating, drinking and enjoying sex.
Why God will snatch away our bodies forever?
Does God lack so much power?
Whereas according to Islam
God has a specific purpose to create
From the day of resurrection onward
He will make His best friend
Prophet Mohammad most blissful
And His other near and dear ones
Will also be happy eternally
On the other hand
God will punish His enemies
The ill part of Himself
On the day of resurrection
We all will be given new bodies
To make both body and soul of God’s friends
Extremely happy and peaceful
And to give outrageous pain
To the enemies of God.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Mind-Body Problems.
The human body is an exquisite creation
Most people are abusing it without a question.
However, our mind & body is connected, cannot separate,
What we think & say takes as it is & do not complicate,
The law is built into us, we are what we ate.
What is in the mind reflects our way of living,
Look around & see clearly, what is in your feeling,
If you do not like the happenings,
Learn more how to change your life goings,
Which is the only way to upliftings.
If you have in mind anger, hatred, judgement, envy or similar,
All goes back into your own body
And your life will be a pit of tar.
So, watch out and change your ways,
If you want a better life, and better days.
These are the last days for many,
When we edit each other and choose the company.
Everything is up to our free will,
Choose what you wish in mind and body to refill,
It is not too late yet to add some new skill.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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O My Baby! ..Where Had You Gone? [ Prologue ]
-The Prologue-
Emotions-Intellect;
How many many relentless duels between these two characters!
Emotion-
It is a molten fire ever on pouncing feet!
Intellect -
Ever on slow steady measured movements!
In the blind ferocity of emotion's eruptions....education, culture,
equanimity...all would drown, demoralize, crumble and crash!
It is a fact that emotions care or leave nobody in their trail of destruction...respect none also!
Only when the emotions slowly subside...only after their boisterous rush recedes, then only one could see the imprints of the intellect.
A Mother-
A very high intellectual personality...with a research degree in a renowned foreign university..marrying an equally competent scholar as husband in the same golden land.
A misfortune strikes that Mother.
Her first conception, like a disturbed dream, meets death during gestation.
Again...
The infant, which is delivered, after as if hatching ten months of her dear dreams, after swimming against the strong currents of pain, the life that sprouted in full shape, dies within a day of its world entry.
Regaining consciousness..
At the moment of saying 'good-bye' to the departing pains..
to hear the special first shrill honey-dripping cry of the baby..
resembling ' ammaa..ammaa'...
Lo..she is not blessed for the supreme moment in a mother's life!
Imagine..what would have been the state of her mind then?
Misery overpowers the intellect and shocks her mind with quakes of sorrow and anger and deceit.
The whole worldly life turns bitter and unbearable.
Wherever she turns and in whatever she associates with...anywhere and everywhere a meaningless and unjustifiable vacuum encounter her.
crushed and crumbled underneath the pulverising feet of death are all her dreams
Even the thoughts about children too frighten her soul.
Why that injustice? for what harm?
Every thing defies reason.
Her mind refuses to accept the death of her innocent infant.
In the heavy mindset of that gloomy Mother
I sink myself for a few poignant moments
And harvest her withered crops of sadness with a poem.
What follow are those poetic tears...
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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A Rat Cannot Defy a Cat
A king can punish; who will punish him?
His conscience perhaps, if kept intact.
The God can punish; but is not questioned
A rat cannot question a cat for its act.
(27.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The God should punish
God, will You punish for that sin
That I did when I was a child?
God, will You punish for that sin
That I did repeatedly?
God, will You punish for that sin
That I made someone do?
Yes, You must. Else you will spare
Those who have harmed me.
19.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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