Cosmic Army

Bad vibes makes

My energy soggy,

Mind cloudy and

Trust foggy,

Until I awaken the

Kundalini serpent

From my spiritually

Flourished body as if

My consciousness drunk

A barrel of divine

Brewed coffee,

Bad vibes come and go

Like the wind yet

It will never stop me,

For I am a one man,

Cosmic army

– Nick F. Hawkins


I’ve been on a mission

To uplift my wisdom,

One thousand multicolored

Lotus pedals surrounds

My third vision,

As I meditate I escape

Out of every mental prison,

The sage burns softly

While the clouds

Convert to crimson,

My third vision is

The foundation to

My wisdom,

It takes silence

To truly listen amongst

The darkness where

I strengthen my vision

– Nick F. Hawkins

Cold Shoulders

The summer is too hot

To be concerned about

Cold shoulders like

The world is over,

Not cynical, pessimistic,

Nor a grudge holder,

My mind is a 12th

Dimensional, transcendental

Soul molder,

The night is young yet

My spirit is the age of

The universal order,

As my soul grows older

I care less about

Cold shoulders

– Nick F. Hawkins


Grounded to the nature

Of completeness,

An inner paradise as a

Separate, introverted entity,

Despair has no chance to

Flourish in my internal equity,

Grazed by bliss of visceral grooming

During the progression of

My well being,

Passion of life flows

Through the ventricles

Of my heart in my

Mortal reality,

Life is love and love

Is the type of life

Worth living as one

Shuffles through this

Cosmic existence of infinity

– Nick F. Hawkins

My brain

This complex brain

Meets demanding challenges,

At times I feel unaware

And consciously absent

While broken down into

Pieces of fragments,

Nevertheless my brain

Builds an extra lane

To drive me into

A highway of sanity,

I’m thankful for my brain

For rationalizing my

Puzzle piece

Into humanity

– Nick F. Hawkins