We know so little,
so little, almost nothing
and this is only truth,
when and from where?
from the fissure of infinity
and the unreel of time,
lonely splinters
we wander on dreamy travels,
and the truth a flowing shadow
and it call us,
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I loved the love and i still love of it,
because it's a light break in endless darkness,
the lake that awaits you on the desert,
the rose that cannot wither,
the warm nest of birds.
Love, between hello and goodbye
we never are alone.
Why should I worry, it was just a Dream
It is not real, no need to scream
A Dream is an Illusion, though vivid it may seem
But Life is different; Life is real
Don’t we all suffer, don’t we all swirl?
Very few go deep to discover the treasure, the pearl
What is this Journey of Life on earth?
What is the Purpose of our human birth?
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Who is God? Where is God? What is God? We ask
Then, we think that this is an impossible task
And we go to Temple and we go to Church
Desperate to find God, we continue our search
Little do we Realize that God lives within
God is not far away, God is just beneath the skin
But because we don't Realize that the way is Self-Realization
We live and die without God-Realization!
Some question, 'Is everything about God, a bunch of lies?'
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These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
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To Be One Again
On the ground lies a girl,
Dirt runs through her veins.
Thorns prick through her quick with a click.
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It was 31st August,Two Thousand Fourteen
I was on a Quest, to get answers I was keen
That day, I boarded a Divine flight
There were stars twinkling in the sky that night
Who am I? Why am I here?
These two questions rung in my ear!
I too wanted Success, I wanted Happiness
But my life was filled with misery and stress
I had several Questions that I put to the test
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Once I did not think
I needed any shepherd.
Someone else to guide me
And take me in directions
I might not want to go.
I did not make the link
Between life and the absurd,
Attempting to stay free
And avoiding all reflections
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When I was young I would lay in bed,
Look up at the ceiling, and talk to God.
I did not lay me down to sleep, not me,
I just talked to God as if he was there,
Knowing I was more than speaking to air.
But if you want to call it prayer, then do.
All I know is what I in darkness said
Came from my youthful heart and head,
And it matters not if you find that odd
Because my God was real to me, you see.
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In the quiet of the night,
We find a truth profound: there are no borders in our souls.
No lines to mark where you end and where I begin,
In the vast expanse within, we are kin.
Our hearts beat in unison, a universal song,
In the dance of life, we all belong.
No walls can hold the spirit, no chains can bind the heart,
In the realm of the soul, we are never apart.
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