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Samsara or nirvana

The Buddhist tibetan prayer flags on the top of mountain in Daocheng, Sichuan Province, Tibet of China.

I dream of the promise land; where peace abides

Mountains streamline across the sky

Prayer flags cross the trails on my path to freedom

I am given help along my jouney

Compassion for all the sentient beings on earth

This is my path and it was always meant for me

Rebirth; Samsara

Or a heavenly Nirvana

Buddha poem

Eyes transfixed on Buddha

I chant in Sanskrit

Return to center and emit a white light

Transmit across the atlas

Slow my breathing

Completely enveloped in my practice

Place the candles lit

Offerings for the path I follow

Bowing to them; I’m very thankful

For yesterday, today, tommorow

Close my eyes and listen

My karmatic conditions

Meditating a vision

Peace, love and forgiveness

Now; did I inherit

My past lifes merit

I feel blessed; until my death

I must share it

Thank you universe

Thank you for my buddha nature

Thank you for food and shelter

Thank you for now;

Thank you for later.

-Nina

Therapies in rhyme

Therapies in rhyme

Soon i will arise a year of sober eyes

Many tears i cried my brother overdosed i ask why

Im the one survived, perhaps i

Carry the torch, the earth scorches

I breathe deeply emptiness of emotions

Read the dhamma build my karma

Love life like the kamma sutra

I position munitions menouver

Vancouver my throne home for the millennia

Deaths wreek havoc on my familia

Meth, crack, down and alcohol

We all drowned sorrows so i build

For a better tomorrow

My auras ever change cause impermanence

This is the only permanent

I observe the shifts

Heres a tip

Cherish the single moment

And envision it as bliss

Nina

Buddha sunrise

This is another day to be happy

No matter the yesterdays and tomorrows

Meditating away sorrows

There isnt a second of this second to borrow

I embrace; breathe peacefully transcendent

Counting my blessings

Addressing the necessary lessons

I have chosen a new path

Walk with me because to me this is clear as glass

Fasten your seatbelts life is fast

Never knowing how long youll last

Remove the masks evil and self doubt

Life is like a prison , but im with ya

Let me

Help you out

Morning rhymes

Thank the universe for I am born again

Electricly conduct positivity

For my breath breathes the white light

I am calm and at peace with my storm

Born again I thank the universe

I do not act drastic only compassion

Incredibly blessed; no stress

Buddha dhamma awaits; I’ll taste

The roots of ginsing in the morning

Reflect and cleanse any bad

Any sad I replace it as a lesson

And let myself grow; as I let it go

Pursuit of happiness; no grasping it; just be

I’m just me; sitting in the lotus

Meditating to infinity

Nina

What you do not.

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Instead of what you need; what about what you do not?

In a world of depressive materialism; poverty and pollution

I dont intent to tread on trend; pretenders I severed an end

Theres a fine line drawn in the sand; trampled

Without mindful intent; a spiritual glance

What is the zen and the trance; compassion enhanced

And when does my third eye open; to notice what controls my emotions

Carefully ponder; what I do and what I do not need

Eat, sleep and breathe

Clothing and shelter and ease

Calming peace and honourable deeds

No harm. No foul.

What I do. And what I do not need.

 

-Nina

 

 

Here and There ; GreatMiddleWay

Here and There;
Post by Tashi Nyima

 

As a river, when full, must flow

and reach and fill the distant plain,

so what is given here, indeed,

will reach and bless the beings there.

As water on a mountain top

must soon descend and fill the plain,

so what is given here, indeed,

will reach and bless the beings there.

 

—Buddha Shakyamuni, Nidhikanda Sutta, Khuddakapatha

Source: Here and There

Laid in an ocean and exhaled the sky.

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Laid in an ocean and exhaled the sky…

Sweet meditation; Like Lucid Dreams

Thank you for these.

Drops of rain.

Fall upon me

As I inhale the ocean and exhale the breeze

Such ease…

How the water caresses my body and light tantalize my eyes

Laid in an ocean…and exhaled the sky.

….

After my mediation

I make a humbling plea

I am now

Placed on my knees

And bowing in threes

Taken away

And I return to the ground

I seeked absolute nothing

*Absolute was found.*

 

-Nina

The Inner Child by Goodnightnina

In a sense I am lost; feeling childlike in constant exploring of earth and oneself. I am, in a sense found; by my morality with love…and with compassion… I find myself restless in time, for time is complex. The mind cannot comprehend time nor comprehend anything in completeness. The Tao of existence unwordable, incomprehensible…

We are not all knowing beings but the fabric of existence has underlying comfort whether it is productive or not. Even terrible mistakes create great lessons. The child knows love most, your inner child craves it.

Life is complex in a mathematical sense but extremely simple in the aspect of conscious thought.

That being all that we have.

I trust this universe more than I trust myself. I say this in a sense that I do not feel in control, but the rain outside my window… it is bringing life to the earth; as is the sun, moon and the stars. Endless bounded in infinity… ; that is something I can trust. Allowing the universe to take control helps me in meditations and allowing what I cannot change.

Simplicity is bliss and sometimes in my childlike absence of self awareness, like when I draw a picture I am not drawing a picture. If I am absent and I perhaps simply am: the picture.

But as my inner child finishes the creation.

I must return to the grounding incomprehensible earth.

Here I am again.

-Nina

Source: The Inner Child by Nina Yin