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Ambika Jois
F/London    Vocalist | Voice Trainer | Poetry Blogger

Poems

Johnny Noiπ Mar 2019
Dan Gun does not see the team,
acid glass eats his eyes, the perfect
movement on the beach, Jewish
thought, desert cats, plastic begins
at the western point of society,
walking, killing, walking, kissing,
Jack, reading a magical leaf slice.

Club of ******* cars,
a set of pictures and smells,
Arabic, Japanese, moving
Georgia, high in the sky,
pregnant and sitting, writing
on the street, a fat start,
a wet start star, *****, daughter,
macho, cigarette, planetary
feeling, in short, country
alchemical system. Flag navisty
stories about the real corner,
cool bar, idiotic prostitutes
for the language, carry a gun inside,
fill the burial of animals.
Ed Maui took the universe to shade,
seeing the hills that wanted
to be in the Mahabharath,
and Vyas first appeared
as a composer and character.

They say that this is a city,
otherwise you will get
the god Vishnu and science. Satavati
is considered a boy, and his
son is suspected of being
the author of the fisherman
Dronrayu Narai Purana.

There are two different concepts
about your hometown. When he
first saw the Vedas, referring to the
name Sulfur and the Tahoe Weekly
of the Tanun region in the west,
he stated that he was born on the
island of Yamuna on the island of "Uttar Pradesh."

The terrible Windu Pandu,
innocent and holy vyas,
was born from the beauty
of Ambika Ambika
Ambika Jois  Nov 2015
I Am A Soul
Ambika Jois Nov 2015
I face challenging situations,
I know it tests my character;
Its a part of personality development,
Previous experiences could’ve been sinister;

I’m Ambika Jois,
My soul is named thus whilst I reside in this body;
My purpose is transmitted through my voice,
Carrying peace, hope and love to everybody;

I’ve looked fear in the eye,
I’ve listened to doubt through these ears;
I’ve spoken lies with this tongue and –
I’ve touched what harms just as what heals;

These mistakes are just my teachers,
Guiding me through my learning curve ;
Day by day they’ve turned into healers,
And I’ve gone from giving my heart away to opening it to serve;

I’ve made decisions,
I’ve made difficult ones;
Some were totally right,
others were quite wrong;

They affected me greatly,
Yet today if I fall I am fit for survival;
'Coz my words may have held negative definitions,
But I, the soul, have got nothing to do with it – no denial;

I am a soul,
My qualities are love and peace;
My body is just an instrument,
This is what I believe;

I’m positive, if you see me so;
I’m negative, if you see me so;
I am beyond what can be seen,
I am beyond what I have ever before been.

I am Ambika Jois
I’m a soul chosen to play with zeal;
Without this essence of mine,
Non-existent will my connectivity be.
Rama Krsna Jun 2019
under a cloudless sky
in this city of inconstancy
a perfect half moon
dazzles

the dark half
my tamasic nature
the bright half
your sattvic smile

forget not
any light thrives only
in the depth of intense darkness
cos my crepuscular complexion
alone absorbs thy fiery splendor

darling ambika!
having given
every pore to you
nothing remains

(to be continued....)

© 2019
sattvic: pure, light, goodness
tamasic: laziness, ignorance