Italia

  Italia (written during the May 2012 Earthquakes in the northern part of the nation)   buon giorno la mia Italia, che bellissima donna how your tongue rhymes and life flows in perfect synchronicity it’s no wonder Romeo met his Juliet in such a sacred land where romance rules in all forms and tales so sweet are your folks and so pure are their hearts like no other you are a dream...
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The bullshit

  The bullshit (poem about life, creation, spirituality and why we exist – has minor profanity) A guru sees the divine in all, a master sees our light that glows, a sage sees our beauty within – yet what I now perceive is the nonsense in all life.  I don’t really know when it happened, but suddenly all I can see is the bullshit behind mayas game known as a children’s...
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The birthday girl

  The birthday girl Oh Dear God its that day again, when the Earth was blessed with your birthing date. How lucky we are to have such a girl, a priestess of soul, a princess of life. A Brahman no less, a lover of life; one to smoother her love on all that pass. What charm you bring to your kind, what love I feel from your smile. All alone it seems you are on this day, yet ney I say, its not...
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The dictator

  The dictator (a tribute to a domineering ashramite) Do this, do that, clean this, clean that – hey, you missed this bit. Let me see, let I spy for you to cry. My eye can tell what you have and have not done, what you do and want. Naught in here can pass behind me, nought is the joy I bring to bliss. My mind awaits to critic your job, but I don’t wait to judge your fate. At any...
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