In his image
god creates the physique
as a compass
to him
the body a sanctum
to cultivate
the soul
god creates the physique
as a guide to
finetune his soul
god creates the physique
a tool to upgrade the
vibrations of the soul
in order that it can fit
nicely into the mould of god
god creates the physique
to see how far man
can veer away from him
the physique a piano
songs of the soul
are played
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Divine pleasure and vengeance
the physique
nails me down
to live its own
the soul trails
every sphere
my eyes see
the prison the
physique is in
i could be rainbow
the spring,
the trees that
start budding
to turn green
or the lightning
that gives way
to roaring thunder
my physique is
a pen to record
divine pleasure
and vengenace
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Only once in one's lifetime
when i die the physique
would be like a country
i had visited, savoured
all its its cultures, tastes,
nooks and corners, foibles,
dos and donts
the physique is
one country one
should experience
to to the full since
one would only visit it
once in a lifetime
then like it is
created specially for us,
its air will be exhaust,
and one would has just
to leave, to give it rest
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Shades Of The Devil
like a flute
carved
to be
blown in
the correct way
this physique
is built to
work wonders
tell a little lie
set in all
schemes for evil
your aura
turns sour
your voice
switches
innocence
and you walk
the way of sins
this physique
like a flute
is built for beauty
blow it the wrong way
breathe it with evil
it will echo lucifer
in the hearts of all
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Love Creates
Love creates mysterious things,
Love creates beautiful expressions,
Love creates everything we need,
Love creates without a thought :)
Love creates no thinking mind,
Love expresses from hearts,
Love comes through effortlessly,
Love becomes the place we share :)
Love is our greatest gift,
Love shares our hearts as one,
Love is creation and our intentions,
Love knows our beauty without pretending :)
Love creates ABUNDANCE always,
LOVE CREATES OUR INTENTIONS,
Love creates our endless wants regardless,
Love is our self expression SHARED :)
poem by Paul Jensen Jr
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Meditation
this physique if you wish to prove
it's another entity is to close your eyes
and start seeing yourself from the lowest down
it immediately becomes a shocker of a realm
as you start from your anus, the intestines,
the armpits, the waxes in the ears
a whole body lying so still its separateness
echoes and reverberates through you
but as you observe more you soon fall
in love with it and cultivate a respect for it
the graphic detail that the physique
points itself out to you
the hair that shows your breed
curling to every iorta of your belief
and ounce of knowledge
your eyelids that without fail
open and lose the windows
of your other self
your luscious nipples, your body
contours that could raise a tidal
wave of desires among humanity
you soon realise that you have
a whole realm to contain and
like a lotus that opens itself every dawn
to a realm of sensual trappings
in its composed, upright and
meditative demeanor, you too can
do the same without being caught
in a tailspin of desires of your immediate other realm
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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War...
war creates fighting that kills everyone...
war creates hate where love should be...
war creates tears that will never dry away...
war creates pain that wont go away...
war creates sadness that wont feel better...
war creates destruction that will take too long to fix...
war blinds us of what’s right or wrong...
war steals us of the right to be happy...
war creates gaps that keep us apart...
war creates a fire you cant put out...
war drops bombs on our hopes and dreams...
war creates children without a father, no one to tuck them in at night...
war makes it hard for a parent to say “everything will be alright” when then don’t even have anyone that they can say “good night”.
war scars a child's mind with things they cant erase...
war makes a good nights sleep a living hell...
war creates nightmares that are never-ending dreams and then, just screams
war creates guilt that eats you alive inside...
war makes you see things that make you scream inside...
war creates scars when all you've seen is blood and more...
war only leaves death when every body drops to the floor...
war creates silence after it ends, so how long till it starts again?
and when all the willing that will fight, die and say their last good night
the war will end, the living will mourn, all for peace but what was it all for? For all those people who died, just so now everyone alive, can do nothing to cope but cry...
Age 14
poem by Alexander SaPonte
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Hardly Perfect
when god says
he loves man
in his holy books
he really does
having created
him in his own image
and something of his stature
this intelligence that carries
a physique to learn
the ways to become semi god
one day to be as god is
without a physique
but possessing
all the necessary knowledge
to meet god
the bamboo that shoots
straight into the sky
is to guide the soul
to be upright,
to persevere
in what one does
thank god for
the great metaphor
for the the mind
creatures in the sky,
land and sea
god's clues to man
that this vast expanse of
creation is for them
they could be in all realms
if they just look into
the his mechanics for
these creatures
the butterflies, bees
and blooms
that like attracts like
a healthy mind
attracts healthy friends
that in turn spread
sweetness around
the cat in his strides
that men too could be
as agile if they
keep slim and vigil
of the torsos
the moon and twinkling stars
there is hope in the sky
full of hope
deliverance
from the mundane
that we could be
as bright as stars
when we have learnt
all the basics of
God's knowledge for us
daily paraded
in front of our eyes
every subtance created
is for the furtherance
of the man
what more can we ask
of the magnanimous Creator?
of God?
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Fitting into each other
the seen and the unseen
the soul comprises of
a finer vibration the eyes
is not equipped to behold
the physique a vibration
a soul can snugly fit into
between them the distance
of a million million years
in vibratioin if the both have
left the same origin and time
agreeing to hold onto each
other in whatever way possible
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Crescendo of Existence
what if this is the crescendo of existence?
physique and soul dancing the last on
the privileged floor of logic and emotions
nature peeling away the last grain of pain
before it spirals away into the buddhaland of nirvana
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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You Inspired This Sonnet
You inspired this sonnet
Laced with rhymes in harmony
I can sing it, blow it in a trumpet
Not one note will sound phony
Your physique tells the beauty story
In your dimple, lilies will flourish
At your smile in all its glory
The body quakes, my soul is nourished
The beauty in your inward soul is a wonder
The sole of your feet is crested
Whether here, there or for yonder
The tale of your beauty cannot be contested
Oh my lovely princess
Even thy shadow lives me breathless
poem by Ayandare Mayowa
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Full blooded passion
the soul trails
everywhere
my eyes see
prisons
my body only
grieves and cries
i could be rainbow
the spring
the trees that
start budding
a riotious green
or the lightning
that gives way
to roaring thunder
my physique
cast to track
divine pleasure
and vengenace
in full blooded passion
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Mother creates the Universe
Mother creates the Universe
Mother creates Prakriti
Mother creates Purusha
Mother creates the world
Mother means creative power
Mother is Shakti
Sakti is Brahmaswarupini.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The World Going Great
the physique is a vibration
of a realm you can touch
the soul is a vibration
of a realm you can only feel
they are married to get
the world going great
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Doesn't Nature?
Doesn't nature draw your eyes ever towards her?
Don't you feel beyond your body is mind there?
A mind with innocence, which may be God's abode!
There are a few men, who get the blessing of god!
Lust is on the way to pure love a inviolable bar
Nature looks after us as dear mother and father.
Borrow the patience, the stillness, purity from her,
and worship the soul, not this physique ever.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Everything springs to life
the whole creation
is life - the stars,
moons, planets
shuttling through
an eternal process
guided by a mind -
the one that also
controls our heart,
hands and feet
lotuses that waves
to sun inch by inch
till they are majestic
blooms embracing
all angles of eternity
the answer of creation
lies in the heart of men
his whole physique
god's blue print of
of his manifestations
stars and planets
seas and rivers
shutte through this physique
a magnificent black
hole calmly sits atop
give the eternal mind
some space and
everything springs - to life!
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Cave Men
still at the cave of existence
we plod on with our breaths
our intelligence
we call the cavemen names
the peking man, the perak man
what would the world label us
say in the same number of years
between us and the peking man?
man in the cave of universe
hogging on to a physique they
could not even get to really own?
disceptions at every end of the hair
burning the fire of disappointments?
what would you call them? Us?
the Trapped men, may be?
trapped in the cave of their own existence
- this physique that can be refashioned
to carry nothing but us
i fancy living without the bothersome
constituent and time has the technology to
help us make the switch
fancy us greeting each other
turning round and round in space
as we transfer our nature into
the sun, moon, earth and everything
that springs from it
spiralling men
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Earth
the earth bursts
forth in the bloom
in its desire to show itself
a colourful wear
to weave its magic
sends its greeting to the world
this physique that enables
the earth to spring forth
with all its its senses, faculties
speaks in an array of tongues
creates love lines, jealousies, rivalries
earth runs its way through the world
with legs, wings, fins
from every inch in the garden
a new personality bursts forth
through the bloom
through homosapiens
from every patch of land
the earth talks
runs through me
those tiny grains below your feet
that help you stand on your two feet
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I don't like my physique at all.
quote by Donatella Versace
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The real master
a part of me
i could name you
all their functions
a part of me
i could not fathom
the master
behind them all
the same master
works the lotus
each morn
petal by petal
little by little
till it dances
like a pretty lass
the water
when it drips its last
from the world
i too would follow suit
when the master
thinks it time for
all the blooms
to call it a day
and say goodbye
i too would follow suit
the plants, water, light
and me are one
as blood is to this physique
me bound to the world
tight as steel
though free to roam
mother and child
when the conscious part,
the physique go
i join the trees, water, and the master
to work his world
late grandma
see she is now a row of seeds
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Concrete
[intro]
A the gal them international dj comin
Through, so yow!
Respect due all the man
Them inna the street but the gal inna me fleet
[chorus]
Woman you physique concrete
Cant delete you fat
Because you buff up complete
24 hours seven days of the week
Want you listen to me voice when it come true the speaker
Move pon you feet
[x2]
[verse 1]
Well I got to give thanks and praises
Fel the gal them
Fel the gal them lingerie laces
Fel the gal them quietest of faces
We take them out to hype places
And take them back to we bases
Because we wet them oasis
Wet them oasis me go so
A sean paul we biggin up the gal them
Design
We mark them out oten who gave
The biggest design
Me seek and me find which one ago be mine
Sent from above you know them well define
[chorus]
Woman you physique concrete
Cant delete you fat
Because you buff up complete
24 hours seven days of the week
Want you listen to me voice when it come true the speaker
Move pon you feet
[x2]
[verse 2]
So what is the hold up
You want your body control up
Den come and jump on me pole up
Is why you acting so cold up
Hold on make me stone up
And tiger bone up and roll up
And get me sittin well grown up
And den you started to monk up
Catch it woman you know you got the body
Man a watch it
And everytime you pass pon the road
You a flash it
A so we get fi know say that you physically fit
You too legit to quit
[chorus]
Woman you physique concrete
Cant delete you fat
Because you buff up complete
24 hours seven days of the week
Want you listen to me voice when it come true the speaker
Move pon you feet
[x2]
[repeat all]
song performed by by Sean Paul
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