Mysticism Poems
I see a lost soul
by Omar Saad
Wandering on a strand
Weeping,Singing, a minstrel
I see a lost soul
To whom does he sing?
To whom does he cry?
I'm struck by mundane,
Why is he so free?
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Mysticism of Kali-Yuga
by Igor Vykhovanets
Mysticism of Kali-Yuga
Patience thins to fragile thread.
“Flexibility” be damned — all’s dread.
Fears, Lies, and decay abound;
Media now spreads poison round.
The world is warlike, every breath
Taunted by CowID’s silent death.
In general, decapitated,
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My Soul's Quest
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
My soul yearns to demystify
The intricate cosmic expanse
Measuring its length and breadth
Resting on the horizontal
And the vertical stands
Of the vast sprawling space
Of the mammoth world.
My parched tongue hankers
After tasting sweet drops of water
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Myths of Mysticism
by M. E. Soltani
There is a word in the mind
On the tongue doesn't rhymed
My mirror-face mistress on the wind
Her hair is dancing behind
Summer sang the song of June
Sun is in waltz with the moon
They will rotate very soon
I wish a wine, thine eyes of tune
The gold goblet greet lagoon
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Sharp Liquors of Sorrow Ravage Tissues of Experience Infected by Rules
by Alex Roth
As competition bangs like a dumb blind
hammer’s head to ward stone
In its lifelessness a marble rose screamed imploding odes
to oblivion Nevermore croaks Poe’s manifold tulpas reciting
slant rhymes in ice
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Mysticism of Kali-Yuga
by Igor Vykhovanets
Mysticism of Kali-Yuga
Patience thins to fragile thread.
“Flexibility” be damned — all’s dread.
Fears, Lies, and decay abound;
Media now spreads poison round.
The world is warlike, every breath
Taunted by CowID’s silent death.
In general, decapitated,
......
Instill Blind Sodomy Scrolls Suez Canal Yourself in Concentric Locks and Will Her Legs
by Alex Roth
Open a hermetic editorial pen in your mouth outburst beverly hillbilly oil well it is getting Death
Clouds of mercurial quick liver worst singing sting liars cackling advice columns of jokes
When crops of ruddy recollection grow burgundy
infections within sin THEY are ripped smiling
in beige, black, or creamy ivory envy…
Gag rotten ruth sooth crooks and nannies straddling ghosts’ cocks crowing in the after-gloom
High alone some like a weak pitch to howl ivory gelid croon smoky gray luminations torn pant-
Legs in the journey’s water to acrylic yin and yang phallic dominion layer of iconic deference
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Sharp Liquors of Sorrow Ravage Tissues of Experience Infected by Rules
by Alex Roth
As competition bangs like a dumb blind
hammer’s head to ward stone
In its lifelessness a marble rose screamed imploding odes
to oblivion Nevermore croaks Poe’s manifold tulpas reciting
slant rhymes in ice
......
Myths of Mysticism
by M. E. Soltani
There is a word in the mind
On the tongue doesn't rhymed
My mirror-face mistress on the wind
Her hair is dancing behind
Summer sang the song of June
Sun is in waltz with the moon
They will rotate very soon
I wish a wine, thine eyes of tune
The gold goblet greet lagoon
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Crossing the Seashore
by PAPAI PATRA
Standing on the vast seashore of Lethe,
I am sipping the sweet breeze of the restless sea.
My feet touch the ancient mossy hills.
An unknown sonorous sound comes to my brimming ear.
The mingling heart stops the oscillation before the bar.
A deep sensation lingers there.
For my bouncing heart the door to freedom is ajar.
Suddenly the cold, unrivaled splash of the oceanic beauty soaks my dappled face.
Such a touch my face never felt before.
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