Ashes
Ashes
A timeless symbol
For the treaty of life
Signed by celestial nibs
The fabric of cosmos, seed of the earth
Bridged together by the conduit of existence
As vieillesse mutes the bonfires of the hearth
To expire to an exodus of the caged wind gods
Confinement of being within the walls of time
Yet man, a nomad of time, a pilgrim of fate
In the vastness of an earthly opulence, conquistadors of the heart
Gravitating to earthly chutes
As the impermanence of man is carried forth by the flux of fatum
Yet, caged by the trappings of mortality
As ashes befall to the realm of man
A requiem for the transience of humanity
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Fountain of Identity
Befalling chutes of destiny
As the blind loosen their shackles
Opaque folds forced open
By the thrush of light
A blindness inborn, fabric of our heirloom
A mausoleum of our third eye
Perception a myopic predicament
As jagged palisades are rooted in revelation's path of sight
Mind a sentinel yet the heart a drifter
As a simple tug by fate's transcendence
Metamorphoses man to a pilgrim
The ascent of man to the flux of impermanence
The heart's transmutation to a supreme fluidity
As the heart valiantly explores for a pristine candor
A sunken treasure, an arcane truth
Ingrained in the fiber of one's individuality
The coir of the heart, the compass of fatum
The evasive fountain of identity
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Emancipation of the Sovereign Heart
Mirages enumerate the vulnerable mind
Caged by the trappings of mortality
As one seeks the opulence of the heart
The shrouded mystery of an unconditional love
As knights in shining armor stroll in
With a clamor in step and a jingle of the heart
With blades of amor and shields of honor
Yet victim to corrosion in the hallways of time
Rusting to the moisture of the straying heart
To tides of lust that knock on your shores
As the sand castles of the heart fade like wilting flowers
To leave behind the legacy of hurt's procreation
The true labor of love, in your quest for an oasis of the heart
As the bountiful evergreen metamorphoses to a green mile
A caged abyss, as the fickle heart longs for liberation
To re-embrace your birth rite, to the open arms of solitude
To prosper in the great wide open, providence's masterpiece
Like the regal sun or the divine moon
Like an indomitable elephant or a hunting lioness
To flourish in the emancipation of a sovereign heart
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Transcending Blindness
Warp of human deed
Like the descent of dirt
To the confinement of space of her eye sockets
Transmutes her virginity
To rupture the meat of her curtains
To rape her pristine soul, uproot all virtue
For the blind to awaken from her beauty sleep
An innate blindness healed by age's miraculous interventions
As a bleak truth is ingrained to the fiber of her existence
That perpetual being soars in darkness
In the trappings of mortality, in Eve's constant shadow
As grains of vulnerability were once sowed
Perpetuating to consciences meek, the legacy of Adam's seed
Saddling us with the dirt befouling mother earth
The requiem of a lost divinity
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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A Beautiful Bird That Cannot Escape From The Cage
there is a beautiful bird caged in my house
its flumes are red
its beak of course is black
its claws neat and clean
and cannot scratch
its eyes blank
its feathers dull
(perhaps she is bored to death
but she is still that beautiful bird caged in the heart
of my house)
when she sings
usually in the night before everyone sleeps
everyone hears
what sadness lies in the heart of its
throat
i know that it wants to escape from the cage in the heart of the house
but someone more cruel
wants it caged
forever
there is a beautiful red bird caged in my heart
i want it set free
she understands it well
she wants to be free
i know it too well
but things will just be what it is
there is nothing we can do
she is the beautiful red feathered bird caged
and shall never be free
like the stairs, like the walls, like the beams like the stars
shall this red bird be.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweet Tooth
A corolla gleaming, on a heaven bound stem
Each petal, woven from celestial twine
The intricate tapestry of a time-tested beauty
Embodiment of the grandeur of creation
Loved by the masses, man and insect alike
As life forms fall to the timeless allure of her epic beauty
Buzzing dwarfs and ogling giants
Caught in the trappings of her charm and fragrance
As bees swarm spell bound to the oozing syrup
Dancing to the waltzing flow of a vivacious Aeolus
Even man, a collector, of bouquets of flowers
Waltzing to the cadences of the Blue Danube
As a flower embodies the cornerstone of a blissful sweetness
To unveil a neglected truth, the kinship of man and bug
Both opportune feeders of an earthly sweetness
One in the vastness of the opulence of love
Other in the generosity of overflowing nectar
As true sweetness softens the hold of man and creature
Within vacant spaces of void hearts and unfilled honeycombs
To grace on man and beast, a sweet tooth for life
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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A Soul Dies
Sky overcast, moon was sad.
Ashes were sent to the lake.
Who killed the bird in morning rain?
Ashes were sent to the lake.
A hidden slaughterman did not die.
Ashes were sent to the lake.
The good old name now spells the doom.
Ashes were sent to the lake.
I will call you in pitch-dark night.
Ashes were sent to the lake.
Ascending gods have ruined my life.
Ashes were sent to the lake.
A child was stolen from a mother’s bed.
Ashes were sent to the lake.
poem by Satish Verma
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The mystery and the misery of a phoenix
We saw a beautiful bird flew from a stream;
Just a moment ago she was drenched in ashes,
Because she was formed from ashes and wind-
Ashes that resulted from the sacrifice of her parent.
Her aged mother fed up with life, set herself ablaze;
After several years in planet earth she'll have to go;
She needed a companion but nature denied her one;
She could only have one after she's turned to ashes.
poem by Olawale Ogunrinola
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Sonnet: the Human Heart
Oh Fie! The human heart within me lodged
That craves for earthly love without an end;
No matter how much it got, it feels caged;
It loves to swoop like a free bird and bend.
My heart endlessly searches for more love!
Love that is human and never divine;
And knowingly, it moves on like a Dove
In search of newer meadows and sunshine.
And when I do get it all, yet my heart
Dissatisfied becomes in a short time;
Looking for newer love’s display and art,
That can never make my life more sublime.
Oh Fie! The human heart within me lodged;
Its earthly desires can’t be resolved.
2-8-2000 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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Timeless
All time that we face down here, whether that time is far or near,
Will just become a period behind, as the future comes to mind,
Here, the present, future and past, are periods that will not last,
As all the time we come to see, are just spans towards Eternity.
Eternity is what we have in view, when time will be eternally new,
When we leave our earthly place, where life is in time and space,
As we move into Heaven sublime, with no limit on space or time,
When past and future is no more, and present will forever endure.
A time we now can’t comprehend, but, where we’ll forever spend.
Within an endless realm with Christ, as we enter into Eternal Life,
And timeless will be that place, which we’ll enter by God’s Grace,
Far away from this earthly sphere, of time and space, down here.
That place, that is prepared for us, was prepared by Christ Jesus,
The world’s only timeless man, the architect of God’s eternal plan,
A scope of which we can’t conceive, even those who truly believe,
And never seen by a mortal’s eye; all God has made for you and I.
So I’ll continue in the present time, on hills and valleys yet to climb,
As I move on to that destination, afforded to me through Salvation,
And at times I will contemplate, life with no space or time constraint,
Until I’m changed by God’s Grace, to enter Heaven’s timeless space.
(Copyright ©12/2010)
The Ashes of My Life
What is left but the ashes of my life
of all that came before?
What of the future, still unknown?
What waits beyond life’s door?
Can I take with me all the things
that I can remember?
It’s hard for me to recollect my birth
from a distant cold December.
My memories, one by one accumulate
and become my private pain.
Well, what of the joys and loves I had,
surely they will remain
amongst the earthly realms I knew.
And only those that knew me well
will feel the toll that is death’s knell
as into the wind my ashes blew.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Winter Poem
Tonight the wind gnaws with teeth of glass
The jackdaw shivers in caged branches of iron
The stars have talons
There is hunger in the mouth of vole and badger
Silver agonies of breath in the nostril of the fox
Ice on the rabbit’s paw
Tonight has no moon, no food for the pilgrim
The fruit tree is bare, the rose bush a thorn
And the ground is bitter with stones
But the mole sleeps and the hedgehog lies curled in a womb of leaves
And the bean and the wheat seed hug their germs in the earth
And a stream moves under the ice
Tonight there is no moon
But a star opens like a trumpet over the dead
And tonight in a nest of ruins the blessed babe is laid
And the fir tree warms to a bloom of candles
And the child lights his lantern and stares at his tinsel toy
And our hearts and hearths smoulder with live ashes
In the blood of our grief the cold earth is suckled
In our agony the womb convulses its seed
And in the last cry of anguish
The child’s first breath is born
poem by Laurie Lee
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Christmas Landscape
Tonight the wind gnaws
With teeth of glass,
The jackdaw shivers
In caged branches of iron,
The stars have talons.
There is hunger in the mouth
Of vole and badger,
Silver agonies of breath
In the nostril of the fox,
Ice on the rabbit’s paw.
Tonight has no moon,
No food for the pilgrim;
The fruit tree is bare,
The rose bush a thorn
And the ground is bitter with stones.
But the mole sleeps, and the hedgehog
Lies curled in a womb of leaves,
The bean and the wheat-seed
Hug their germs in the earth
And the stream moves under the ice.
Tonight there is no moon,
But a new star opens
Like a silver trumpet over the dead.
Tonight in a nest of ruins
The blessed babe is laid.
And the fir tree warms to a bloom of candles,
And the child lights his lantern,
Stares at his tinselled toy;
And our hearts and hearths
Smoulder with live ashes.
In the blood of our grief
The cold earth is suckled,
In our agony the womb
Convulses its seed;
In the first cry of anguish
The child’s first breath is born.
poem by Laurie Lee
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Matrix
He said creating a will
to become whole Being,
was more important. Spacing of thoughts
can wait. Fear was there
all the time.
Life had been loaned on a timeless impermanence,
an in-between death and death
Light was being and dark was being.
There was no god, no icon
only shades.
Castaway on a lonely stretch,
you tune in to the rising pitch of cuckoo.
It stops for a while. A deliberate pause.
Again more resolutely it rises
to measure the awakening!
A soul caged in body wants to fly away,
on an austere journey; solemn and relentless
transcending the misprints of life.
The matrix and it secret will be out
after a short while!
poem by Satish Verma
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For Liberation
(into) the birth of carnage will you
but watch when innocent life is born
and destined to an unjustified wretched existence?
i refuse to deny their path or ignore their suffering
i fight for liberation.
ashes on ashes we build their fate with bloodshed upon our hands.
cries - oh we whisper of their death in blood,
of their misery to flesh a vicious price
driven to nightmare while we could sleep
i refuse to deny their pain or ignore their suffering
i fight for liberation
ashes on ashes we build their fate with bloodshed upon our hands.
ashes on ashes tread our path to degradation
their blood upon your hands prized with gifts of dominaton.
their blood upon your hands our fall towards defilement
song performed by by Undying
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Phoenix
A dream of the whole age
Is hidden only in one kiss,
What should I tell in which hearth I placed
The wood of fate-line of the palm,
And turned it into ashes.
Your agony like phoenix
Gets rebirth from ashes,
And resides in my inner-being.
One kiss that composes my life,
Every evening I placing it on my lips,
Entrust to an eye of imagination,
And come into life again and again.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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New Spring!
hammer on nail,
tongue on groove.
match to the candle,
axe to the block.
time fades to ashes,
ashes back to dust.
body returns to seed,
heart blossoms,
new spring!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sympathy
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
And the faint perfume from its chalice steals--
I know what the caged bird feels!
I know why the caged bird beats his wing
Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
For he must fly back to his perch and cling
When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
And they pulse again with a keener sting--
I know why he beats his wing!
I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,--
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings--
I know why the caged bird sings!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Mabool
Hebrew lyrics (1)
May the lord eternal save his troubled child
As he passes through rain and storm
Behind the walls of this hallowed ark of wood
Our prophets found a revelation, which they have understood
Onto the lands of fearful heaven comes a flood erasing all
Landing as if a ruthless bird of prey to crush all human souls
The lighting colors the sky with flames of light
Hell shines above us and the fires bright
Erasing the works of the common man, all we hold dear is set alight
Hebrew lyrics (2)
Shattered glass reflects this shattered world barren is the landscape here
Thunder roars as a lion caged, heat that comes like waves of fear
Oceans rise and rage as we watch the world powers fall
Redeeming their sinful ways with their souls
May the truth fill their hearts, let them see the light, when they embrace their gods
Hebrew lyrics (3)
Seas cover the works of timeless art
That once brought joy to human hearts
In halls of infamy this day shall live
Like the burning of rome and betrayal of Eve
Like the fire raised at the witches' stakes
Return all earthly possessions
As ashes you return to earth, child of God, to face the divine lord who sits upon the throne - eyes sad
Go in peace and thy faith
Evolve thy self and lose all hate
So a heaven you may create
In this world of sorrowful ways
None shall live to see the light of day
Some may survive to tell this tale
If their belief shall conquer this gale
Damnation is the punishment bestowed
El Norra Alila the vengeful God
song performed by by Orphaned Land
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Them And Us
One finger on the button
One finger up his nose
Johnny's in some cornfield
The early warning blows
Bigger is better
More is more
Look up, america!
Gonna even up the score
Get ready boys
Third times a charm
Don't need no sweater
It's gonna keep you warm
If we can't have the ball, there won't be any winner
This time
Them and us
Them and us
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
If forty-five minutes
It'll all be done
We'll all be good and crispy
But we'll still be number one
And if things go from bad to worse
We can still kill them if they kill us first
If we can't have the ball, there won't be any winner
This time
Hell-bent
Heaven sent
It all got started by an accident
If we can't have the ball, there won't be any winner
This time
Them and us
Them and us
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Them and us
Them and us
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
song performed by by Don Henley
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From Dirt To Muddy Up When It Rains
I would not be the one to suggest,
That the Earth is a living and breathing entity.
Superior in thought than mankind will ever be.
No.
This 'thing' is just a ball in space.
I would not be the one to suggest,
That from the Earth...
All that has come to witness life,
From Earth had its birth.
From ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.
From dirt to muddy up when it rains?
No way.
I would not be the one to suggest,
Any of this.
Even hypothetically.
Since everyone knows...
We came here bestowed upon this,
Our existence...
By way of immaculate conception.
Divine!
With a purity and wholesomeness,
As commemorated on December 8th.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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