Poem Hunter: Poems - Poets - Poetry

Through the noise, through the silence,
Through melodies soft and strong,
Life hums like an endless instrumental,
And I keep moving along.

Some notes bring sadness to the surface,
Some wrap me in gentle love,
Some fill my heart with courage,
Like strength sent from above.

There are rises that lift my spirit,
And lows that test my soul,
But every step, every stumble,
Still leads me toward my goal.

Music taught me how to feel,
Life taught me how to stand,
And even when the road feels heavy,
I still move, I still withstand.

No matter how slow the journey,
No matter how far to go,
With every beat that guides my heart,
I'm stronger than I know.

For the song is not yet over,
And hope still calls my name…
Through every high and every fall,
I am still walking, just the same.
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Up from the bronze, I saw
Water without a flaw
Rush to its rest in air,
Reach to its rest, and fall.

Bronze of the blackest shade,
An element man-made,
Shaping upright the bare
Clear gouts of water in air.


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In the quiet glow of your gentle smile,
No sun can shine, no light can beguile.
In shadows cast, your warmth I seek,
You're beautiful in slumber, serene and meek.

Your joy, a spark that lights my way,
Each laugh, a melody that dances and sways.
Though I tease your size, so small and sweet,
You carry a love that makes my heart beat.


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Oh Companion That Abode Is Unmatched,
Where My Complete Beloved Is.

In that Place There Is No Happiness or Unhappiness,
No Truth or Untruth
Neither Sin Nor Virtue.
There Is No Day or Night, No Moon or Sun,
There Is Radiance Without Light.

There Is No Knowledge or Meditation
No Repetition of Mantra or Austerities,
Neither Speech Coming From Vedas or Books.
Doing, Not-Doing, Holding, Leaving
All These Are All Lost Too In This Place.

No Home, No Homeless, Neither Outside or Inside,
Micro and Macrocosm Are Non-Existent.
Five Elemental Constituents and the Trinity Are Both Not There
Witnessing Un-struck Shabad Sound is Also Not There.

No Root or Flower, Neither Branch or Seed,
Without a Tree Fruits are Adorning,
Primordial Om Sound, Breath-Synchronized Soham,
This and That - All Are Absent, The Breath Too Unknown

Where the Beloved Is There is Utterly Nothing
Says Kabir I Have Come To Realize.
Whoever Sees My Indicative Sign
Will Accomplish the Goal of Liberation.
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Maud went to college.
Sadie stayed home.
Sadie scraped life
With a fine toothed comb.

She didn't leave a tangle in
Her comb found every strand.
Sadie was one of the livingest chicks
In all the land.


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Even in my darkest, toughest times,
You saw the brightest spark within my mind,
Through every fault and every quake I find,
You lifted truth from every lie I bind.

Your caring call I chase, a guiding light,
You're a star that fell from heaven's night,
Your glow turns my dark world to shining bright,
With you beside, the moon and stars take flight,
Like concrete flowers, rare and beautiful sight.

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Birdsong brings relief
to my longing
I'm just as ecstatic as they are,
but with nothing to say!
Please universal soul, practice
some song or something through me!
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I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide

or press an ear against its hive.

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,

or walk inside the poem's room

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The snow is falling, can't you see?
As angels are placed on the Christmas tree
The presents opened bringing hope and joy
As children get their dream toy

The food is great, and can you hear?
The sound of families with Christmas cheer
Crackers pulled and prizes won
A quiet cacophony of having fun


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