Free Verses

I Used to Be

I used to be
kind,
warm and gracious.
Now I am
indifferent,
cold and rapacious.
I used to be
engaging,
empathetic and forbearing.
Now I am
aloof,
callous and demanding.
I used to be
generous,
encouraging and equanimous.
Now I am
selfish,
resentful and contemptuous.
I used to be
considerate,
forthright and benevolent.
Now I am
confrontational,
deceitful and belligerent.
I used to be
respected
honored and esteemed.
Now I am
disfavored,
disparaged and scorned.
I used to be
the Land of the Free
and the Home of the Brave.
I am
AMERICA,
pray for me.

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The Nature of This ‘I’
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What is the Nature of this ‘I’
That moves this pen
That thinks these words
Written to be read
By other ‘I’s
Who think about these words
And wonder
Is there any meaning
To one’s ‘I’?But meaning is futile.
One can easily see
Life has no meaning.
One is born,
One lives,
One dies.
In between
One is educated,
One is worked,c
One is used,
Then abused,
and finally excused
from Life.
What meaning is there in that ‘I’?Life is a game of Hide ‘n Seek.
Don’t waste precious time
searching for meaning.
Seek instead your Identity.
Who are you?
What are you?
Is that identity true?
Is that identity real?
Find out.
The clock is ticking.
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A bright moon climbs through gently layered clouds.
The light enraptures my vision,
Its alabaster sheen,
the whiteness of an infant’s soul.
Calming moments gather as darkness descends.
The day has faded
and with it the frenetic dance called living.Free at last, the heart withdraws,
enjoined with the soul,
in the sanctuary of its cave.
The stillness of the night embracing,
they prepare for that celestial journey
beyond space, beyond time.O Great Orb!
Thou art surely possessed by a god from Heaven.
Your light infused with His nectar,
spreading across the sleeping Earth.
Renewing the Great Mother’s prana.
His soma blankets all,
In deep death-like sleep.Even the most virtuous mother
will abandon the newborn at her breast
once that blissful cloud of dreamlessness
befalls her.For flora and fauna
an invigorating rebirth.
For Man, a calming stillness
to end the succession of births.
This the color of darkness
This the silent night beholds.
This the salient moon fortells.
At the End of the Day
nightfall

 

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