LEARNING IS LIFE

  INSPIRED COULETS Not flesh nor bone defines what you must be, It’s not your own, this fleeting entity. You are witness behind the seeing eyes, Through every act, your pure awareness lies. The silent watcher, calm and ever bright. Pure awareness, untouched by darkest night. Eternally you dwell, forever free, Embrace this truth, and you will surely see. Detached from all the body undergoes. You're boundless joy that constantly bestows. So know yourself, beyond this earthly frame, And live in bliss, released from fear and shame .

HERITAGE PRIDE: A POEM  What's handed down, A gift from old, Roots in the ground, A story told. Our culture bright, Our values strong, A guiding light, Where we belong. So lift your head, Let pride take hold, Heritage we tread, More precious than gold .

 A king with a crown on his head, "I'm God!" he proclaimed, it is said. But power's a mask, A damn toxic task, When pride turns to conceit instead *** A leader, quite puffed with his worth, Said, "God chose me to rule all on Earth!" He sowed seeds of strife, Claiming "My way's true life," While his conceit enjoyed a new birth.

  NARI SHAKTI AMENDMENT  BILL: LIMERICK The Bill, for women so grand, Passed in past, cheers  from land. They'd take their fair share, But now caught in a snare, Delimitation, a ploy pre-planned.

Be self-aware, know your mind: Poem  Your mind, a field, so vast and deep, Know it well, secrets to keep. How thoughts like seeds, take root and grow, Desires bloom, and come and go. Be aware of boxes built, By habits learned, and feelings spilt. Conditioning's walls, so hard to see, Keep you trapped, from being free. But in that mind, a power lies, To reach for stars, beyond the skies. Think with clarity, a higher way, Create new worlds, with each new day. Find balance calm, in every storm, Be strong and brave, keep your heart warm. Persevere through trials, big and small, And wisdom's light, will shine for all.

  Words Without Wisdom: Limericks (!) A ruling hand, bold as could be, Said, "No graft has touched, no, not me!" Then with venom he spat, "Those in power? Just brat, Corrupt to the core, can't you see?" (2) Lead Pol, with his words all askew, Made utterances hideously new Though sense flew away, Folks cheered him all day, And chaos and dismay then grew.