Peotry Thread

Burning Red Tribal Beat Burst
Fans Flames of More Red -
Everything is Red
Glorious Muladhara
Unshakable sustainer of
my gross material presence
in this plane
Manifesting my atoms, my case, my shell
in an intense burst of red
swirling slowly
the slowest, immediately recognized
swirling to it's ancient tribal
fire-side beat, the stomping of feet
drive into the ground
Reaching down
upturned
sciatic nerves
like these archaic buried material tree roots
Connecting Me Into The Revolving Water Wheel
Churned By Red Waters Of Samsara
Red Burns To Orange
(Feelings Of Orange)
Desires Of Orange
oranage sensory appeal surrounding
me, enticing and forlorn -
what beautiful pleasant malevolent distraction
for the I to engage in, forever and
ever, 1,000,000,000 years to be exact, until
I tire of orange taste
orange sight and touch and other senses
evolved to stay me here,
but one seemingly standing above the rest
-Orange Love-
necessary to sustain our creation, yet
fated to fall as illusion nontheless
And so, a "love" poem for my
temporally placed orange love
outside, dripping in the orange rain on
42nd street, leaning against the
brick wall, and with the EYES
Penetrating, glowing
dark brown eyes in which
there was
The Heat
The Shame
The Glory
The Pain
All wrapped up in one inspecting
questioning bundle, half asleep lidded diamond eyes
but fully aware.
All that but it was the seductive glow
that drew me
Brown eyes glowing orange -
Deep pulsating orange as
two grinding beings in dance
joined at the hip
the lip
in grip -
Pulsating Orange Swadhisthana
in her hidden navel
This orange gloverywhere, for me to love
even though
I know
this always
ends
in
disgust.
I am hypnotized
I am possessed; spellbound
by the gyrating orange glow
that always
ends
in
disgust.
Burn, Orange To Yellow
Yellow, ill-placed
on society's pedestal
The personal power
The personal me
Converting matter into
energy; I breath
And you feed,
Manipura -
10 fold power
I can hold
I'll know you
One day
Maybe
Yellow Is Soothed To Green
Big great green fluid diamond centered
In my chest
Tears tug at my eyes to
Relieve happy-stress
At the thought of you
Anahata Anahata
Sustainer of ultimate creation
My most tender wheel
Who told you the
meek
inherit
the Earth?
Interpersonal, transpersonal, metaphysical
Love
emitted painfully through
empathy
Direct to all sentient beings
Congratulation
Voila - the
Meaning Of Life
Green Morphs To Blue
Out of the blue
Vishuddha
Vibrating Vocalic Expressive
Swirl-Hole
A bass of colors
Shifting my DNA
consciously, treble
picks apart the mind
A Bach Brandenburg
concerto, composed
of gasps, of sighs
of screams, of moans
of pains, cries, songs
and thrones
but rarely
rarely words.
Blue Squeals To Indigo
Get lost in Indigo
Perceiving the neon rainbow
Neon atoms exploding thru
my creation, a beautiful distraction
for a few to be distracted by
Ajna
Relaying my DMT store
up in my headnerve
Psychic transmissions interrupt my chain
of thought -
shh, listen with yr inside
listen and see
see yr listening
Pouncing energy vibrates along
within the reality grid
The leafs roil tremendously
Ajnas of Ganesh
Seeing All
Destroying All Obstancles
In front of my
Real Eye.
Indigo Blooms To Violet
Blossoming
1,000 1,000 1,000
Shaktipat
Deeksha
prana prana prana
flowing down
from the unlimited source
above but within -
like the sun
A crown, A King
How bittersweet to know
that no higher
state of bliss
exists
My head opens up
A thousand times
A negative gale gate
Great black hole
Imploding me thru
Rainbow Swirls
And solemnly propping me up
for God
-God
A great honorific
For the Great Nothingness
That is Everything
Sahasrara
Negative Gale Gate
Ascend above the ashes
Of the worlds I once knew.

 

Webs interwoven
Stars collide
From reality's fabric
Its easy to hide

Collective unconscious
Filled with dreams
Enter formlessness
Float downstream

Gates aflood
Endogenous release
Fit for survival
But not at peace

A cold-hearted struggle
Ego's arise
Fight for the top
But whats the prize

Greed, death, and hunger
So how do you feel
Killing your neighbor
To eat a fresh meal

Universal consciousness
All parts of a whole
Faith in humanity
Must set our goals

 

when you dance with the devil
your feet get burned
for the devil dances on hot coals
that are fine to his hoofen feet
but yours
are always blistered

 

restless today.
my fear's gone away.
what more can i say.
i'm full anyway.

sleepless through time.
i've wandered blind.
through this maze,
of tribulations.

deep at it's core.
there's nothing more.
just a few bricks short,
of eden.

 

I wrote this for you at lunch.

I've tripped out a lot
but just with a few people

I sit in the church
and look at the steeple

I wonder what
I wonder why

What I'll be like
when I die

Cosmic Awareness
I call God

Guide me with
your staff and rod

On the path
of righteous truth

With my trust
the only proof.

 

lol

 

halfway in between halfway in between
is something
it's nothing

 

haha! that was a gift for you. Great thread idea. :cheers2:

 

I now have a new idea...Whenever iam stoned or high or lifted in any type of manner iam going to write something lol

 

hmmm... good idea. :sifone:

forever our fortune.
will take us away.
we break the illusion.
each our seperate way.
stand and breathe.
its always been today.

 

God's honest truth. I wrote that about 30 minutes after my first and only hit today. It was a little hit with just a frew crystally pods!

 

Oranges peaches lemon colored beaches
sunshine glistens on the water that listens
it hears your thoughts everything you say
whether you mumble it or yell it loud as day

even angels sometimes they think
about lifes comparison to a shiny roller rink
filled with currents thin and far the room fills with shining stars.

surrounding my eyes
surrounding my ears
did i just taste that D chord?
or was schizophrenia just getting a little bored?

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I am one as
we are three
peaceful at night
so blatant to see
the illuminating energy
thats beaming from me
blind to the unseen eye
try to find
for the possibilitys are endless
the future is visible
the drums beat uncorded and divisible
but now there is no other pleace for me
for we can be where we cannot sea

 

This form is called a double nonet. It's a very strict sylabic form. Hope you like it.

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If Only I’d Known

betrayal at night with drapes drawn tight.​

I wish I could carry your pain.​

your mother, in defiance​

refused your open hand.​

she twisted her head​

left you instead.​

a craven​

abused​

child.

​

if​

I had​

known of it.​

I would have smote​

this unctuous worm.​

and taken you away​

for care and for asylum.​

the tears you unleash in silence​

must be so heavy for you to bare.
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~ JusSumguy

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JusSumguy that was very gothic :cheers2: cool hourglass shape idea!

 

This I wrote during the peak of a trip in about 30min many, many moons ago

I am the season of darkness walking through the meadows of forever's orchards.
The wind shines on down from the northern heavens,
The dew and the crack of light that comes along with it.
It comes so close as I might see,
Children and the elderly redeeming themselves
While the middle class awakens to to their cries.
Don't provoke these masses, God knows what firecracker of suburbia you may set off.
Here I go along this rift,
I am creator, master, worker and slave.
All that commotion, but here I am,
Looking for my gravity, looking for living in that world,
Where the Earth lives as one and my eyes rest on nothing but the eyes of god
And the light from the valley of zodiac between our hemispheres of eternity.
Where sleep is nothing but a foreign intruder in the night.
For this sunrise is meant for two, for the heavens, and for eternity

 

hi,

you were there but not there, 700 miles of static and disbelief, but your song came through so clear anyway. sometimes I wasn't really sure if it was meant for me, but I listened and learned and realized it couldn't have been sung any other way.

a strange, beautiful moment comes when all the jumbly paths of lives lived searching converge, puzzle pieces falling from the top of a mountain and landing all together to make this picture, and to this day I'm still not sure how to describe that. think love and direction and purpose and truth and clarity all mixed into one rhythm, one song, one dance, and that is the way we lived.

maybe it sounds silly but the word soulmate comes to mind.

so these days, it feels like a piece of me has gone someplace I can't follow. it is a feeling of the mainline tethering me to this life snapping, of a thousand plans and paths going from clarity to an overgrowth of the vines of apathy in an instant.

you are everything I could have asked for in a man, a friend, a lover. you walked this world carrying a piece of me I never knew I was missing until we came together. from glasses of milk with movies at night to shooting stars through the dashboard to white rabbits and just breathing together in bed, everything fit in ways I had no idea of, no concept of before.

maybe it sounds silly, but the word perfection comes to mind.

I am here but not here, and I have no idea how many miles of static and disbelief separate us this time, but your song is still coming through so clear. you are here, sending me shooting stars and tattoo removal ads and friendships and love. the world is so much uglier without you but I know you're doing your best to help me see the beautiful things even through this hazy lens of sadness.

someday a strange, beautiful moment will come when all the rest of the jumbly paths my life will take will end, when all the rest of the steel cords tethering me here will snap, when I will rise like a soap bubble with the place where your heart and mine meet again programmed into my soul's gpa as my only destination.

maybe it sounds silly, but the word forever comes to mind.

 

Who Is That Man?

who is that man​

staring at me?​

what does he want​

with me?

​

he looks so sad,​

he's lost his rhyme​

crumpled, used​

and​

lean

​

so much to give​

and nowhere to put it​

but why​

is he staring at​

me?

​

he's lonely​

for sure​

and it's clear​

to me he has​

lost his​

youthful gleam

​

the look of a man​

with regrets on​

his mind with
​

no trophy for all​

his​

deeds

​

he has lost​

and he knows it​

there should have​

been more

​

just made a​

wrong​

turn​

fell through the​

trap​

door

​

as I see all​

these things​

there's a sudden​

cold breeze

​

my God​

it's not true​

it began​

to imbue

​

who is that man​

staring at me?

​

from the mirror​

across the​

room?
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~ JusSumguy

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this is by me

i love myself
why? i don't know
yet i do
curiosity strikes me everywhere,
each path is a new place.
and to re-start is how it feels

 

spiralling superbly out of control i fall further inward.

my legs are sucked above my head, my flesh turns to water in front of my own eyes.

my clothes melted off of me, left exposed, naked, true.

I conversed with the cells of creation. I learned of old civilizations, ancient farming techniques, poetry, art, and architecture.
We contemplated astronomy the habits of the divine.

I delved deeper still
What could be left in store for me?

i left my nerves and veins at the gate suspended in frozen time.
what more was needed?

I looked around nothing, I look again, wa-wa-wait?
who was this strange entity standing there?

I AM THE SANDS OF TIME HE BELLOWED

belittled i looked up at him, his omniscient figure towered over me
His knees grew branches his body became the trunk. rough yet defined like the wrinkles of the village elder or the spirit of the white sage. He is rapidly growing changing before my eyes the evolution of a million years is only the beginning of the story book of infinity.

LOOK FOR THE FRUITS OF YOUR LABOR ITS THEE ONNLLLY WAAYYYY!!

His booming voice trailed off into the atmosphere till it was only an inaudible intonation behind the ever persistent hum of chemical molecules vibrating around my sound receptors.

The emotions behind the tree were gone off to another dimension to sow creativity and doubt among the troubled towns people.

If only I could...
If only you could what? A meek voice coming from below caught my attention.
If only you could see what is really going on? You are trapped, this reality is only a test. You want what you cant seek yet you seek what you already have. Is this not the greatest lesson in paradox? Could you imagine what a scientist witnissing this act from a controlled standpoint. Shirking off the results as some sort of clinical placebo trial?
Is that really what you want?!
...No??...
THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT AND QUIT STANDING HERE!!
I kneeled over to investigate where these provocative words were coming from. I went prone and lowered my head liter by liter pressing my ear to the warm ground.

SCREECH! SCREECH!

That familiar dripping feeling. Pins and needles. Whats gravity?

 

I Can't Say It

if only I knew, that you know​

when I say​

that my life will be emptied​

and​

sadder today

​

I know that you know,​

what I don't need to say​

my life will be somber,​

and hollow today.

​

will​

my pain and my sorrow​

be softly replaced​

with memories of joy​

...like​

our first date

​

I'm waiting, I'm Stalling​

'cuz I know when I say​

goodbye to you honey​

that you'll go away

​

how can I deal​

with sitting in wait​

as​

I plead though​

my tears​

honey
save my place
____________________

~ JusSumguy


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