Bad poetry and Just Sitting - blog journey portraying the coarse and subtle levels of the phenomena called Mind-Body

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Insight into Suffering

Eardrums humming
In the lowest key
Pressure hanging
Behind the eyes

Focus blurring
Exploding into scenery
Of unstoppable fury
Made of thoughts

Armies of ants
Crawling under skin
Nails desiering
To fly into battle

Rejection is futile
Trying to dismantle
Whats made
Of ignorance n greed

Wave after wave
Hitting into the portside
Rocking the vessle
Ripe to be sunk

Inbreath fighting in
Outbreath falling heavy
The belly is dancing
To the death-song of becoming

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