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Good Fortune Poetry

Unlucky


Good luck is non transferable –
even by charm.

Bad luck, on the other hand,
is completely sharable –
it’s cause for alarm!

Our addiction to misery
increases our suffering
our willingness to spread sorrow
keeps our happiness buffering

We exhaust our good karma
and make few more good effects
ostensibly wasting
what little time we have left

Action and effect,
so easy to contemplate
moment by moment
evidence reveals our fate
seems silly to hesitate
we don’t have the time to wait

Running always to our suffering
with attachment our choking leash
inappropriate attention manifesting
the nonsensical stories we must cease
for karmic seeds mix with these delusions
and quickly appear intense pain
prompting us to commit the same!
with familiarity our curse,
          and self-cherishing our bane

We must break the uncontrolled cycle
with continuous purification
and a strong determination
to realize our destiny,
        this karmic mind chemistry

Otherwise we will continue to suffer
unluckily, again and again
      by our own hand
while we keep blaming others

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Poetry

Get on with it

(alternative title: How to not do you)

I’ve a laundry list of things to do
not one of them involving you
so, if you please, I’ll be
              getting on with my day

While I’d love to sit and stay
and chat until we’re old and gray
I know it just won’t be enough
              so I’ll get on without it

Under red oak and blue sky I sit
to meditate and improve my wit
still I know it won’t be enough
              so I get on with it

I guess I’ve gotten a bit more fit
and especially if by salt-lamp lit
I think I might be good enough
              but I must errands run

Now a silly story my mind has spun
transforming chores from bore to fun
I purify my karma now
              so I can move on too

And though there is so much to do
I just can’t stop thinking on you
so how am I supposed to act?
              I get on with it

Categories
Poetry

Pandora’s Box

I’ve come across you
twice before

and each time

I opened you!

Alas, even
the second time
I knew!

To tell you
the truth…

I would do it again.

It is said,
we run straight
to the causes
of our suffering

My experience
could be proof

Though I may act
quite aloof
(or at times a goof)

I am burning with 
desire inside
egotistical pride

seven sins wrapped
up tight

in the unforgetting world
it is difficult
to let go of attachment

So faced with the choice 
once more – to open
or leave closed
hell’s wicked door

I swing it wide
and hop the hearth
to the other side

to tell you the truth…
I’m just exhausting
negative karma

bringing about 
the end of these
tiresome cycles

how ’bout you help? 

Tell me the truth…
would you open the box?