Sky-like Mind, a philosophical poem. Originally was written by me it in 3 languages: English, Hungarian, Russian. Here I shared it in English. The poem belongs to my volume XVIth, titled “Source-Light”, cycle “Sky-like Mind” (in Tibetan: Dzogchen, by transcription). More exactly, this is the overture or opening poem of the cycle.
A philosophical poem in modern form. It puts on questions and gives some kind of answers that are philosophical. The poem belongs to J. W. Cassandra’s XVIIIth volume, titled “Incompletion”, cycle “Colours of the Veil of Maya”. Essentially, it was written in Hungarian. And is shared here as well.
In this poem, Hridya Lakshmi writes about the pain inflicted on her by the person she loved truly and deeply. The people from whom you expect the most are the ones who cause you maximum pain.
This poem is a story about a woman named Xyla, who is deeply inflicted with animosity. This feeling is implanted in her so deep that despite attempts by her friend, she can’t escape it.
This is a poem about a woman. The writer describes her as “She is part demon, all soul”. A beautiful description of a woman, who embraces both her good and bad sides. A true warrior.
It is a short philosophic poem written on a being looking for the light, but is unable to find the same and regret the same despite being very near to it. Here I am sharing both English and Hungarian versions.
This poem is a quest by Nandini Gupta, seeking answers form life, for being unfair to her. These are questions about emptiness in her life. Is it only her, or is life unfair to others as well?
With You! This is a poem dedicated by the writer to his wife. Through this poem, the writer wants to say that he is perfect in his imperfection only because of her love for him.
A poem about a family with five stars and a nucleus of the star is the writer’s wife holding them together. A poem dedicated by the writer to his wife.
The writer has in this beautiful poem created an image of enchanting beauty with evil intentions. She is the devil’s bride. The poem is a beautiful description of the woman and her object.
This sonnet (poem) is an ode to my Jane. We might be currently apart. But distance doesn’t make you apart.
In this poem, the speaker is concerned about the violence fed in the minds of masses by a powerful few controlling the nations. Whereas the solution lies in peace, not anger. This degeneration isn’t needed.
This is a poem about the people who worship every female like a goddess during nine days of the Navratri festival. The people of the same society involved in Female foeticide.
The reader has a lot of questions about and for life. Through this poem, she seeks answers to these questions. Why life?
