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RESURRECTION OF THE PRINCE WITHIN And when the prince has toured the world In search of the glory that he had lost, Led astray by the illusions of his ego, He comes to the threshold of reality Always and ever waiting for his knock. And when the prince abandons his ego, And in humility accepts his fallacies, He unburdens his mind of its illusions And open in him a room for revelation Of that which has hitherto been in him. And thus in humbling of the little self, The prince is exalted to higher realms, Where he shall unite in identification, With the true self and essence he truly is, Always have been and always will be. Oliver Mbamara © 2003 |
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WISDOM OF THE HEART Oliver Mbamara A wisely life he lives, and A kind that really thrives, Whose heart by loving live. He knows to twist and turn All stumbling blocks of present, Into stepping stones thereafter. In dreams of his set to obtain, He knows to see and make useful, The gems of wisdom found along. In goals he sought and so aspired, Charitable seeds he deem to sow, And joyfully rewarded in manifold. By the heart he does listen, and From the heart his words proceed. From the Book - Poems of Life |
The Color of Noontide - Laila Amatullah The Fear of Death - Oliver Mbamara, Esq. Here Before Us - From the book - Poems of Life Natural Mystic - Doghudje Doghudje Wisdom of The Heart - From the Book - Poems of Life Of Prophets and Prophecies - Oliver Mbamara Who Am I? - Heather FairFax We Never Die - Oliver Mbamara, The Least One- John Onyido Rainbow - Doghudje Doghudje Odyssey - Doghudje Doghudje Friendship - Michelle Gibson Spirit of Soul - Oliver Mbamara Marvel of Nature - Ralph Maduike |
SONNET FOR THE SELF Maybe for a thoughtful moment once Bid myself a selfless question pose, Asking for what the purpose it is That Spirt does in surplus bestow Blessings and sources in me to have. To waste in me alone the all wealthy, Or to share with others, the all needy? To boost the pride in me inferior, Or to test the conscience in me superior? And if the answer on this to myself, Grant not sincerely to me by self, I deceive no one then but just myself. For what gift I waste, is what I owe, and In Divine accounting must someday balance. |
SPIRIT OF SOUL, by Oliver Mbamara "The heart of love knows the spirit of Soul, And by the present practice of this perspective, Shall the journey home be commenced, And someday our destination shall meet within To discover again, the true substance we are." "And what am I but Soul, And what is Soul but that I am; The substance of beingness, Expressing the consciousness of Spirit. |
WE NEVER DIE By Oliver Mbamara We never die for we never were born We have been from the begining of time Bestowed with love, by God's greatly grace And in God, we live and have our being |
SONNET FOR THE SELF Maybe for a thoughtful moment once Bid myself a selfless question pose, Asking for what the purpose it is That Spirt does in surplus bestow Blessings and sources in me to have. To waste in me alone the all wealthy, Or to share with others, the all needy? To boost the pride in me inferior, Or to test the conscience in me superior? And if the answer on this to myself, Grant not sincerely to me by self, I deceive no one then but just myself. For what gift I waste, is what I owe, and In Divine accounting must someday balance. |
And Soul we are, for Soul we've been and always will be |
The Color of Noontide - Laila Amatullah The Fear of Death - Oliver Mbamara, Esq. Here Before Us - From the book - Poems of Life Natural Mystic - Doghudje Doghudje Wisdom of The Heart - From the Book - Poems of Life Of Prophets and Prophecies - Oliver Mbamara Who Am I? - Heather FairFax We Never Die - Oliver Mbamara, The Least One- John Onyido Rainbow - Doghudje Doghudje Odyssey - Doghudje Doghudje Friendship - Michelle Gibson Spirit of Soul - Oliver Mbamara Marvel of Nature - Ralph Maduike |
OF PROPHETS AND PROPHECIES (THE VOICE WITHIN) By Oliver Mbamara, Esq He came to me and claimed to know What God has said to me lately. I turned and took a look around To see the one who owned the voice. He had long beard with dimly eyes, And his cassock that touched his feet, Bore a sign that in bold letters said, "I am your prophet, repent and listen." But then a voice within me said, "Beneath his garment, and revered impression, Lies a part I know, as I know the secret you, And if you will listen, I will speak to you.".. |
WISDOM OF THE HEART Oliver Mbamara A wisely life he lives, and A kind that really thrives, Whose heart by loving live. He knows to twist and turn All stumbling blocks of present, Into stepping stones thereafter. In dreams of his set to obtain, He knows to see and make useful, The gems of wisdom found along. In goals he sought and so aspired, Charitable seeds he deem to sow, And joyfully rewarded in manifold. By the heart he does listen, and From the heart his words proceed. From the Book - Poems of Life |
POEMS OF SOUL |
Friendship, by Michelle Gibson, Virginia Every time the moon races the sky, We think of things worldwide. We think of things we cannot hide, Of emotions, trapped deep inside. With tears in our eyes and fear In our hearts, we think of the end, Where it starts. We think about all things, Discrimination, occuring from nation to nation When dark clouds bring in the rain, Still harsh air brings back the pain. Through all the tears we've cried, God has promised to stand by our side. |
WHO AM I? by Heather, FairFax, 8-11-02 Who am I? A person of faith A person who believes In the heavens above... Someone who keeps courage And strength within the self And those around... Who are you? |
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MORE POEMS ON THIS PAGE Resurrection Of The Prince Within - Oliver Mbamara Our Essence - Honey Judith Rubin Looking Through a Bum's Eyes - Joycelyn Solomon Scroll down to poem |
LOOKING THROUGH A BUM'S EYES Joycelyn Solomon I am a bum. I am your worst nightmare but I do not care. I have great insight and wisdom so let me share. I have seen night and I also seen day. I have seen happiness and I have seen pain. I have witnessed the sane and the insane. When you are thinking that you are really intact with the world you are really living in this whirlwind. So when you see me on the corner Please pay me some mind. Maybe you can see the world through more than your eyes. |
RESURRECTION OF THE PRINCE WITHIN And when the prince has toured the world In search of the glory that he had lost, Led astray by the illusions of his ego, He comes to the threshold of reality Always and ever waiting for his knock. And when the prince abandons his ego, And in humility accepts his fallacies, He unburdens his mind of its illusions And open in him a room for revelation Of that which has hitherto been in him. And thus in humbling of the little self, The prince is exalted to higher realms, Where he shall unite in identification, With the true self and essence he truly is, Always have been and always will be. Oliver Mbamara © 2003 |
OUR ESSENCE - Honey Judith Rubin The Essence is all that is unique It's Names are our descriptors, and all our titled beings with their platitudes and plans are but the shell of a seed to be transformed as life gives birth again |
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