ambi_16

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poetry is my passion. I feel connected to divine source through poetry.

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  • ambi_16 5d

    I try to subjugate my ghosts 
    and put them to sleep inside 
    the coffin deep underneath
    Yet they raise their hands 
    to tear my heart apart
    and pull me down


    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 1w

    What if there were no labels, no tags
    On experiences and on moments
    What if the feelings were not judged
    Instead, left to be
    What if time was left alone,
    And not been run after
    What if each moment was not
    dissected instead, known as an
    Ongoing process


    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 1w

    To know is to feel
    To feel is to live
    To live is to die
    To die is to know
    There is no end
    It is eternal


    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 1w

    The streams of light penetrating
    to touch the Earth have
    karma of their own to settle!


    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 2w

    I still remember her kitchen's promise
    "No one will sleep without a meal"
    By throwing off some tantrums
    And then saying no to food
    Were some of my customs
    To rebel, to prove, to brood
    All but Grandma would go off to bed
    Instead, she would fix me a meal,
    As quickly as she could
    A morsel in one hand
    And wiping my tears with other
    She would make me eat out of her hand
    To that I could never say "Enough"
    I could see Goddess of food in her
    Who fed me bites,showered love
    And every time my lil heart moved a mile
    "Must you know, I yearn
    for that nourishment of love
    ~for you only knew its recipe
    to cook and to feed"

    ©Ambi



    #grandma #wod #miraquill @writersnetwork

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    "Must you know, I yearn
    for the nourishment of love
    ~for you only knew its recipe
    to cook and to feed"


    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 3w

    //Katuata//

    How beautiful is that!
    Warmth in kindled hearts view
    Love within, to defy darkness

    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 3w

    /Tanka/



    All night the cold wind
    make my leaves turn inwards
    yet they stand tall by 
    the blow have no fear Certain
    the Sun will rise and Shine Bright


    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 3w

    I travel a million thoughts
    While hopping between the clouds

    Some are as tender as fresh wound
    A slight touch and a stream would ooze
    Thoughts dwelling in dark caves
    are there as well
    They are yet to see the light of the
    day, provided they rebel
    There are lighter thoughts too
    They love to play only peekaboo
    And then the heavier ones' are
    brood and grumpy
    Canopying the bubbling thoughts
    of angst and fury
    At some distance one can see a
    never ending lane of guilty thoughts
    They remorse in agony and lay
    slain in pain
    Further along, a sparkling corner
    is there to find
    Where thoughts of sheer joy cherish
    the moments of cheerful kind

    Yet to my amaze a wake up thought
    from nowhere would emerge
    To remind me about this voyage
    "Darling, your presence in the present is slipping off, whilst pondering plays on.
    Be here be in now!"

    ©Ambi


    #travel #wod #mirakee @writersnetwork @miraquill

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    Yet to my amaze a wake up thought
    from nowhere would emerge
    To remind me about this voyage
    "Darling, your presence in the present is slipping off, whilst pondering plays on.
    Be here be in now!"

    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 4w

    You once told me
    If we were conscious enough
    We would realize that Life is a moment
    Where one can live unconditionally happy
    No matter what!

    To that i asked
    Would it be possible in this life as consciousness is a thing to talk about
    But nowhere to endure or experience


    ©Ambi

  • ambi_16 4w

    Do we understand our presence
    Do we know our significance
    Do we feel our magnificence
    Do we realize our expansiveness
    Do we admire our uniqueness
    Do we sense our conscience

    ~for the age old notion of
    Perfect/imperfect has veiled
    our sense of self awareness


    ©Ambi