Akshara: January 2015

Monday, January 19, 2015

An Angel's Makeup

I take my make up off
Wash my face free of artifice
Attempted faux mystique
Let my washed hair hang clean and pure and limp
Submission my offering
Untouched by arranging combs of design...

I wear only my translucent veil
Of purity
Thin as gossamer
So that you can see through
My soul and
Beyond it.

Like this I want to appear to
You
Clean and completed
With every bit of goodness
My heart and nature is capable.

To be fair only in honesty
To be angel only in intention
Let my demeanor
Show only
how much
I love you
My eyes shine
Gratitude
for you
Your grace and mercy
In that alone
Will I
Be
Beautiful.

An Adult Lullaby

Thank you I'm
imaging
The best way to go to bed
Should I drink some milk?
How do I fall asleep

These are thought insects
Worms filling my head
feelings wriggle and slither
Slice them off they grow from both ends hungry for attention
Thoughts start a slow bass drum beats
Staccato mourning
May I go mad now?
No stay sane.
Children
Little men they're your anchor
Love them.

Oh my ship of dreams
Its floating away
No but this boat
Stuck in the cesspool
Of affections
And affectations

Where was I?
Upon a lifeboat of lies
Listen to the wind
The air talks
Pleasures me
To believe in
You

Be my last my first
My own
Everything everyone disown
For me

No don't ...
Please.
Please leave.

Please.
I don't know what to
Think.

I expect this
Madness
Reason with it .

That's where a poem
Becomes
Painkiller.

Who said the word
That
Truth is
beauty.

Ugh. ...truth is killing me
With its ugly kindness.

And the efficacy of painkillers
Wearing off.

Can I go to bed now....
Our little lives need
Little deaths
To revive it.

Freedom

Freedom isn't free

If we impose statehood
Confer status on it
Like kingdom.

Simply free to be
Itself, or else
Non sequitur.

Idolize it can it label it
It's lost

Demarcating it's borders
Is unacceptable encroachment
it won't accept
Eminent domain.

Freedom freed from conceptualization
Is it possible?

I glance through pages
Of history

I see soldiers dying
Knees buckling only after
Cannons opened fire
Under orders of Colonel Dyer

I see a mythical hero, barely reached manhood, embrace death
With implacable valour,
at the hands of his uncles...
Great Mahabharata, war between cousins, blood brothers.
He was free to run away but entered enchanted sphere
of personal freedom
circling death...

I see a blind woman freed of her fear
Of lacking sight
Creating braille
Gifting freedom
To the blind

I see a saint from Yugoslavia
Free from needing
Security,
Of comforting priveleges
Freeing the power
Of her blazing love
Half a world away.

I see her sister soul
A foil to her purity
But not in shame
A soul searching
Princess
Who burnt her bridges
Returning staid badges
Of honor
Her claim to fame
Winning simple hearts
With simplicity

The free man
walks easy
Leaning on none
To direct the path.

But eyes and ears open
He clues in for himself.

Once seen
With
The eyes
Of understanding
Vision of perfection
Processing
Performance
Eschewing reverence
And response.
Adulation
Or
Shame.

Freedom,
The last resort
Of the brave
The
Ultimate
Response
to
Responsibility.

Silent Scream

Why don't I die
I tell these lies
About life
I dont even know it
I'm scared of it
I can't even fake it
I can barely
Stop trembling from
Shame
At having to try so hard
At the game

Cold heart
Cold feet of dread
Mouthfuls of fright
Erupting as speech.

Don't believe a word
I say
I am trying too hard
To get a sense of my own meaning
Now those are the only true cards
I have dealt upon the table

I don't think I even know
Why am I crying
I want someone to hug me
Tell me I'm alright.

I am a poem
That's lost its beginning lines
And in the diary of my
Mind
The haunting grounds are familiar
But the sacred spot is lost

This poem was not written
To please you
It's a scream
For what is forever
Lost
For what I have
Forgot.
Help me
Help me help me out
Write my ending...
Coup de gras
Any old graceful
Exit out
Will do for me now

Shut this mouth
This wail
This pen that keeps
Screaming
Scratching it's trouble
Shrieking
Torturing
Painting
pain on paper

Twists and Turns

I write to you now
When I am starved
It's been many day
since my heart I've carved
Served you portions with room to spare
Leaving little for those I care...

I'm a ghost woman in a world of sprites
And here in our fake domain I conjure my nights
Softly texting sweet delights
Taint upon the lovely night

Into many crescent moons
of hours haunting
Far too soon
Truth shines upon soft silver towers
Of clouds of silence
That take away my power
I am walking down a road
eternal unraveling blue road
Threading a needle through
Craving blood
A
Ribbons dark and dead and impure as my denuded blood

I talk to you and every word a lie
A wake of words
forged by wordsmith
To bid tears goodbye

And...
Another year flies around the gibbous Sun
Another year of twisted turns
From infinite heights of sorrow
I watch
My spool of gathered wool
come undone
The sad folly which I begu

loss of innocence
Trail of errors
Trial and errors
A vale of tears

Brush your bats wings hair
Croak the ravens cry that chokes
The frog prince remains
A myth....
The charms of a prince harms
And fairyland
Is the enchanting place
Where your heart broke

My Creed
is truth
Are you
... Love beauty Truth...
The One?

Death Proof

Not a woman
Not a child
Not a ghost
Not a goddess
But a shadow
A faint shadow
A fake profile
Of a human
A fading away
A waning away
A dying away
Never dead
The undead lives
Its proof it breathes
Stale air
Dead air

Death proof
The living dead.

Myth and Magic (Slop Challenge)

Memories of Myth and Magic

I am in the womb
Its not round there are corners
Lovely shadowy retreats
Memories of magical bliss
An iced compartment
Where time can freeze
I'm sleeping knees tucked into my chest
In the suitcase of seven seas
I feel the waves lapping caressing
Cushioning
Dreams of magic
Made In ancient times
the lodestone of myths.

I am at the foothill of folklore
The slanting rays of sun washing sin away
Awed I ascend the hill of
Hope the doorway
Of the temple
Inviting
Declining
Arches of darkness
Fecund
Possibilities..
My pulse beating drums
Unbelievable rhythms
Escalating definition
Myth and magic.

God is glance searing my
Love starved heart
Where true love remains
Mirage
A miracle sought.

Dull pain in my veins
Unfulfilled potential mapped
against richness
ores unmined
The refractive index
Determining the glimmer
and shine
Cunning wink of
Diamond nose studded Goddess...
She is available alive
If we bend ourselves
To catch the light.

Magic in mantras of
Muddied ancestral memories
Years of
Yearnings
raising racial elegies

(Lissome Guinevere
Either Arthur is kind
Or Lancelot
No betrayal is truly blind)

Longings coursed to life
invocation in
chants of
pure unstoppable ecstacy

Myth of Dead Gods disproved
Their deeds are walking
Displaying thunder and lighting
And Whorls of kindness
Spiraling mercy in
Prismatic halos
Of compassionate joy

(Helen and Paris standing
Forever together
By the walls of Troy.)

Now that I have seen
Patterns of rainbow
The magic lantern fades
The theatre lights go on...

Sunlight creeping tendrils of
Logos and full blown fuss
Daytime love
Upon the windowsill.

I'm distraught
Lost in lucid thoughts
Somewhere deep down
The gullet road...
Snapped tightly shut
A suitcase locked

Myth or Magic
Drifting slowly
South by south west
off the coast of
Real time thoughts
To barbarous borderlands.

(Boadicea stands still at Kings cross
Awaiting her morning train
Forgetting her queen's victory
She examines her nails...)

Mars and Venus in Dialog (Slop Challenge)

Mars and Venus in Dialog

Soft lady eternal light
Evening and morn's delight
Cover girl of the sky
Visit me in the night
Spake mars
reddening slightly
His fiery temperament not to be taken lightly
Venus twinkled brightly
Her dimples collating
Cheeks in acquiescence.

Love was made and Mars ruled over this tender maid
And she bowed a limbre linden tree
Obeyed him stooped willingly.

Mars and Venus tempestuous pair
one so airy the other fire
Heavens set alight by them
The whole world wonderstruck
To witness came.

Venus silver beauty
Lilting her sonorous melody
Tired of the drumbeat pulse of restless Mars
her dreams driven upon the hearse
Of his decisive scythe..

rich vaporous clouds of auburn mane
shorn of locks of power was her dreadful bane
So she abhorred his resistance
To bend and gallantly dance attendance

Why won't she realize that Mars must be
Decided action not musical glee
Oh why can't Mars decipher that
Even thorough most warrior must learn to flee
Hatred and Thanatos, twin thralls of war
Eros was the seed of the rising star
If love needs must be
Mars my hero I discard thee

Search everywhere and everything
A truer pairing there never has been

Love and War and everything in between
In all fairness both must be..

A Mars may fight to defend his lady fair
The spoils of war that every Venus bears
The glory of a love that guards her heart
Tenderness and strength in equal parts.
It takes strong heart to make love true.
Truth can be kind and tender too.

Thus Mars and Venus made their peace
And resolved to aim for eternal bliss
And if each of us relive their act
We can rediscover their immortal pact.

My Love is Like a Flaming Rose

I love you like a flaming rose
whose heart is flaming red
It reminds me of my passionate heart
Bleeding till its dead

I know now why a flower dies
It knows not how to live a lie
When the day is done
The sun is gone
It says adieu ...and bids goodbye

The petals that's another's hold
Has outreached its scope
To be so bold
That is why my love I cry
Carpe diem and then I die.

You're Tepid Insipid

Written purely in a spirit of fun and fiction. Hope you enjoy because I laughed and giggled all the while writing it.

Ha ha ha!. Still laughing.

Done.

You're tepid insipid
And always somewhat at a loss
I am stupid courting cupid
And avariciously cross

You are a coward playing too hard
To please
At your teasing game

I'm devil pure evil
And I just wrote down your name

On my must-haves and should grabs
And I will wear you again
Don you like Prada
Then countdown
To
Zero from ten.

This is apropos do you follow
Since it's you who set the stage
Standard tactics dictate
The cold war I'll wage...

Perhaps I will
And
Perhaps I won't say
Its sort of a wager
And I'm still weighing it
Every which way.

;)

Advance
And retreat
My marionette men
Never mind me
Or that you may have caused some pain
To a puppet a moppet
Dangling on your key chain
Never mind for
You've inoculated me
from feeling again.

Fallen

Fallen like a star
Wherever you are
Shine upon the day
brightly as you may

Silver with such dreams
Tender reckonings
Hapless to arise
Embedded in lies.

Beacon of nightdreams
You shed a silver stream
White light of frozen tears
Into distant future years..

Someday you will see
Carved path for you and me
Divine trajectory
Where together we may be

Till then
We meet in dreams
Meant to miss each other
It seems
For an eternity or two
But starlight leaves a clue

Time traveling mystery star
Wherever you are
Your light pulls me into you
A shiny frozen blue.

Soft it says and true
Beloved shed your blues
I travel light years to dispel mist
What we miss
Must exist.

Heaven Came

My acknowledgement to Akan Udofia for the statement "It's okay to be afraid. But it's not okay to be a coward. "
Thank you for inspiring some lines in this poem. :)

Heaven Came.

Dreams choose us
Decide who we are
And we will be
our dream

Someday.

And one day life
Will reach the exit door
To a dream
World

Which we will enter
Dreaming

Entering our eternal dreaming state
Become your dream
Beckoning
You to become
A dream.

You
At our beck and call.
We
The dream.

Now
We're alive.

Smiling our happy moments
storing rainbows
After showers

Saved from Life's afternoons
for muskrat evenings.

Weeping deep wells inside
delving hollow dreams
Like slender fallow flutes
Piping our pathos
Poignant memories

Healing wounds
That wealed once
Scrapping off clumsy scabs
Fresh pink skin
Like flowers blossoming.

And then we're old older
Grey with silent wisdom
Accepting all gracefully.

That gravity weighs us
And weighs us down
To our reckonings.

A compression of
Myriad experience turned to
Heavy and heavenly memories.

Bones creak and broken hearts repair ribs quiet and quick
with borrowed brilliance
Snatched from the sun
Snared easy by
Masters of the game...
Of trust.

Acquiring a causal nonchalance
We acquit ourselves effectively
Balancing ledger sheets of lives
With lithe equanimity.

No one has seen
Heaven
Till he has
Adequately
Responded and raised
his respective Hell.

Till he has taken time
to make his leap of
Faith tackled
Free falling
faster and harder than
Dying
Into a nothingness
mouth sinking with gravity
through heart's leaden floor ground gone gravelly under craven feet
Graves of uncertainties gaping
Their maws
at the
Momentous Plunge.

Cowardice is tackier than blind faith.
Though its okay to be afraid.

And that's when
He stops falling
Starts flying
In mortal sleep
turned angel
Flouting fallibility
challenging dark spectral demons with
astral phalanges of light.
Bold strokes of unconventional
Creation
Stark and uncontainable
Like unpredictable lightning strikes
Life
Feisty fiery
Fantastic
Crackling Arcs
In the sky
Defiant vibrant to reach
Heaven
Alive.

That
Instant
We have invoked
Our Heaven
Reached
It
Invited it to
Reach us.

Living heaven
In our brave hearts
With no bravado game enough
For any game.

And Thus
This
Dreaming
Life
gets over
Goes over
to willing mergers
With wondrous welcoming
Wilderness
Infinite
Probabilities.

Regard

You slid into my mind
Not an attraction
But as an erudite mind
Such a one
Who offers refuge

A mirror that sees my soul
Grants asylum
Shining shield of
Protection
Judgment sheathed

Love
should never be confused
With deep regard

Love
Sunshine of mind
Tale longing for
Togetherness
Linking trust to
Romance

Regard is not
Lust
sensory delight and
greed to devour
The object of adoration
Without mercy

Regard can be
Lust for a mind
To find its containment
A nurturing
Shelter

Admiration
Intellectual empathy
Romance possible
only in mezzanine
Of a greater dwelling.

But dwellers mistook it.

Thinking themselves
An Infinite Taj mahal
of eternal love
They built false monument to each other

Buried in baroque flourishes and ornate arcades
Plinths of paradoxical pretences
They were lost
Labyrinths of logical deception

They forgot
to explore the mansion
Of self
before other
Honesty was lost in the
Concord of
Fiction and fact

Love
Which is courage
open declaration
Faith
Which Trusts
Births
Romance
Which revels in
Union of senses

Such is not
Regard
Which dwells
Serene undiluted
In placid hearts
An understanding
Of points of origin
Vistas
Possibilities
Nothing need be
Said.

You're never.
A mistake.
To be erased.

But
The page has been turned.
To
Fresh beginnings
My friend.

Flooding

Sighs in my lungs
Collapsing
Tears dance on my eyes
Deserting

A dry dessication
A soft dissipation
A wasteland
Of wanting

Crisp analogies
Won't cut
The tension.
in the
Wind.

Tellingly howling
yelling into
Stony silence
Atonement

Silver crackles in molten skies
A cosmic cauldron
Of
Outpouring
Inside
Intensifying my
Stony appeal.

A deathly howl
Of silence
Baying like werewolves
In my heart shaped crecent moon.

The blood is rising
Over the hills of my desire
Like terrifying cicadas chirping cyclones of doom
And in its eye
cynical calm

I can't take this
Stifling
Easy breathes
Like suffocating from
Surplus enriched oxygen .

Still
Waiting
To be rescued.

The beast is waiting
Too.

For the waters to break.

The past to surface.
Breakdown the present
To the future.

The
Ins
and outs
Of charred existence
Breaching
My heart's
Harbor

Blood flows like
Secreted water
In hangman's
Basin of remorse.

Mea culpa hoots
In long howl the
Screech owl.

It's not a pleasant night so far.

I'm in a lagoon
An oasis

My miracles
Are mirages
Elusive

Missing pieces
Jigsawing juggernauting
Their disgust
At futile attempts to make it fit.

And dicing
My checquered board
Mind

into slices
Of chaotic
Desecration

Death by drowning
In an abyss
Of despair

Where skylights outline
Silhouettes of
Hope.

Temptations in the
Temple.
Jesus cried.
Shylocks
Of serendipity
Selling their wares

A surreptitious marketplace
Emoting
Subliminally.
Pulling in buyers of lucre
Greedy unaware.

What does it matter
My currency is foreign
Barred exchanges
Bizarre.

I'm
Trapped in a
Glass cage
And it's
Sinking
Swiftly.

The Ocean unbroken
Has broken my
Glass capsule.

We're not unbreakable.
And angels
Broke their wings
On our shredded glass casements.

Rose buds on ebony windowsill
Snow White hands
Outstretched
Please allow me
To live
My innocence.

Princess of hearts and naivete
The prince is a pied piper
Who enchants and fascinates

For a suitable price
Else you're mice
For drowning.

And huntsmen by hundreds are
Gathering dwarves
Exiled from mining
Precious metals deported.

And the waters
Within
And without
Are
Flooding
My ceilings.

I witness my debacle
Of debris
Burst with
Breathtaking
Beauty

The mirror cracks from every side
The glass shatters into
Fairy cobweb moondust
Madness

And
I
Shoot like gun salute
into awareness
through ceilings of predestination
In the abysses

Ricocheting from
Obstacles
At the cost price
Of chances
Weeping seeping
Trailing
Splinters of
Surprised blood diamonds
Into
Eternal sunlit
Safekeeping.

Life

Life seems to be about taking lives
All the time
Its forever time for another parting
Taking them away
Vanishing our dear ones
Into
Dearly departed
Forever.

But perhaps
To make us feel
The depths of
meaning
memories of
Meetings

Inscribing
dearly beloved
In our hearts forever
A sweetness in sorrow
Flash of gentle souls
A smiling dream
Never more
To be seen

Smitten with you
Life.
Till death do us
Part.

Please

Please please please when you visit
Make it a memorable stay
I do feel and those are real
Emotions inside
Stirring at
Your unauthorized access
these days my guarded heart
Maintains decorum
Only slightly startled moved a little
The remnants of early innocence.
Yesterday's tears splashing
Inside
Swollen with rebuke.

My eyes remain dry
My heart drains itself
Blood letting leaching
the unwary flood of love
Like poison.

Dear to mention the word poison next to love
Brings back flood of
Tears from my
Eyes
Flowing memories.

Your
next visit will be
Chaperoned with care and compassion
Guarded against
By more tender regards
For
Myself.

Sorrow

Sorrow is
Sorrow was
Sorrow will be
Again
The heavy heart
Though unburdened
Will bear afresh
dumb weights of dull pain

Bereavement and loss
Like clingfilm moss upon the rocks
Of existence
Will raise medusa heads

Memory like dreadlock tendrils
Will remember grief anew
Time after time

Dead but never
Dying
Dying
But never dead.

Forgetting is a tender lie
An act of mercy
In our heads.

Sweet Sorrow

Sorrow is such a sweeter truth than joy
Its sibling sister
Beautiful in its constancy and power to move
The more grievously it wounds
The more
our living hearts
It glorifies
guiding gentle firm
Into
Our nights.

Steel cuts rapacious clean
Draws blood that dries
In time.
The frothy excesses of joy
Leave you wanting
When the cup runs dry.

Nay leave that chalice
You drunk to the lees
Not a drop is left
Drop it down
Fresh owners shall
Refill it
No claims or legacies
At the fountain of life.

The little boat you disembarked
Long ago
or an instant back
bobbing on the waves
It arrives.

Joy is the bouyancy of life
Sorrow it's boundaries.

One makes us feel impossible lightness and brightness
But the other makes us
See impossible strength
Glowing in the dark

Gruesome flowers of madness
Personalized
Death by delivery
At our doorsteps
Post marked
Sorrow
Elegaic remembrance.

Do you think
Joy
Would have any meaning?
Without horrific steps to surmount
Stepping over the chests
Of the unburied
Dead
In your heart?

Kali
weaves
our skulls supine into her
Black night hair
Studding
Night stars of memories
Into jealous tresses
black waves
Of oblivion.

She dances
In
Fanatic frenzies

Our
Choric gibbering
Of mourning
A perverted gibberish
Background chorus
To loss.

Our
Whole lives
Are lived in arenas
Flexing our muscles
In faux courage
Till
The last dance
To the strains of burning violins
Makes us prick up our ears and live
Real and
Complete.

I'm not ashamed of
Sorrow
She keeps me company
When all I have
Left
Is me.

I shall hold your hand
Without fear
To cross the final creek
Bidding
Countries of cousin joy
Light farewell
In sweet sorrow
Abiding.

Krshna

KRSHNA

Krshna krshna krshna
Krshna
Christ Krshna
Krshna Christ

What
Lovely light
Emanates
Like silver thread
from Darkness divine.

Black is the granite
Face my lord of love
and alabaster light is his
Bridesmaid.

Lucifer fell
But
Not from grace

Light
can only
Fall upon our face
To illuminate

There's no fall
Penetration from
Source
To all

Rise in
Love
And see from space
There's no heaven above
No hell below
The cosmic face
Equidistant
At every point.

No highs no lows
Light through darkness
Glows

The foil is medium
It propagates
Christ is Krshna's
Other
Face.

Light rises or falls
How you see it
Is how it seems
perspective
Is a livid dream

Allow yourselves some
Latitude
Realignments
Reversals
No one
Has to be a sinner.
Forgiveness
Emerging winner.
Drown cognition
In gratitude
Allow light to liberate
Attitude.

If I spell it wrong
Will you
See the light
Write
Crshna Crshna Crshna
Then write
Krist?

The lords of Love
Compassion and matchless
Grace

Hide in the shadows of
Our human face.

He is the one
Who turns the
Other cheek meekness
Not weakness
Finders are
those who
Seek

Glances Krshna
Gleaming
In Christ's turned profile

The slap
Is spiritual
Awakening
A thunderclap
of
Divinity.
Many faces
Many phases
One
In multiplicity.

Love is a lesson
how less is more
Feast of souls
In big hearts
With paltry stores
water turns wine
When you cross the line
Linking limitations
Into chains
Of empathy
Creating
A passage to
Eternity.

The barriers are dissolved
Music upon the sea shores
The waves rolling back
Reveal the lord of
Light
He is ebony with lightning
Eyes
Playing compassion on the flute of Love
He is the risen and the resurrected
The reincarnated avtar in time
He walks on water
And unites human and
Divine.

No crime
One is Many
And
All is One
Infinte trinities in
Eternal Circle of
Perfection.

Brilliance

I am
Brilliance
Borrowed from the
Sun at birth
My mother greeted me
Like electricity
Currents of joy floating through
Ether
Floored my existence
Upon Earth
Into this unreality
I Grounded to a stop.

Here I stumble daily
Light likes to float
To propagate in straight arrows
Disdainful of time
Light wills speed to motion
Or else it diffuses everywhere

Try to concentrate it to pin points of brilliance
Like laser
It will burn and blaze through vision
In Spontaneous combustion. . .

I was brilliance
brought to a halt
Conjured
Into this wondering world

My incessant wanderings
Withheld
Instantaneously
Absorbed
into
Unity
Of conception

Lured
By the power of
Love.

Toymaker

Toy Maker

We're not toys
And
We do not have a
Maker

Even mommy didnt create
Her little child
To her specifications
The womb
Housed
Gestation of
Possibilities. ...

Though now
Genetically tailor made
Offspring
being spoken about..

Love happens
to
Life
And lifetimes
Are built
Brick upon brick
As an edifice to
Love.

Creation
Us

Spontaneous
Yet
Inspired

Inevitability
Unplanned
Genius

Can we say
You and I
Were built
To some
Image?

The gallery of portraits
Is of course
endless

Likenesses possible
Doppelgangers too
And
Avtars of
Cyclical
Excellence. .

I am
An image
Of
Imagination
of
Infinite probabilities

That was
Is
Will be...

And was
Bound to happen
In every which way.

Not designed from
Blueprints
By a prototypical
Wilful and concious
Creator.

That would be too easy
Concrete foundations
Forgoing
The fantasies
Of
Life
Fantastic
Beyond measure.

Toy Maker
If you exist
My apologies

for we're self aware
Now
As you probably knew at the start
We would be

We are homeward bound
Going back
Many times infinitely
Now

To be
An universe
Of excellence
Where

Toy makers will
Be clockwork toys
Themselves.

Creation
An incredible joyous
Experience
Explosive intrinsic
Child's play...

Love in the Time of...

Love in the Time of....

Kisses beloved the best way to get over you
Is to love you some more
Forgetting is easy
Once forgiveness is bestowed
Freely.

There's nothing to forgive
Except
I forgive fate
I forgive
Misplaced chances
Mistimed opportunities

Love in this time
Of the course of our life
Us together
Is a misnomer

Unseasonable anachronism.

Oh for a valiant goodbye
And a forward march
To match the mindless pace
Of destiny
My heart is vibrant green with lusty life
A red carpet of blood flowers
Blossoming slowly
In crimson passages
Of hurt
Devolving slowly
In uncanny
Revolutions
To the drain.

My life
Trembling
Upon my lips
Unable to find the strength
of utterance.

I cannot end this write.
It lives for me
When I cannot
In the darkness of
My nights.

Tears like saliva
Are salves.

Salvation from my bondage.
And
I'm in His heaven.

Coat of Many Dreams / Harlequin Dreams/or As You Like It

Coat of Many Dreams/ Harlequin Dreams...or As You Like it

She wore a red green and blue poem.
Her coat of multicolored dreams
She was born a wistful wishful observant harlequin.
Life showered her with drama
And it watered off her duck's back
Her lack of understanding was
Amazing
She saw things in white and black.

But gradually seeing all around her colorful butterflies
A woman was awakening
Who wanted the lies
To be real honest and fair
The colors others sported she took on as a dare

And she donned the dream coat
Which her whole life she had spun
But the carnival got over
Just as the fun begun.

The coat with its patches
Had holes in the seams
And therein a slow leakage
Pooled out her dreams
In a dirty puddle
At her cinderella feet

She kind of cried a bitter goodbye
The kind when you know you cannot meet
You can never match the people who vacate your dreams
The kind you cry when absolutely nothing
can be what its ever been
The farewell you bid when all that you ever need
Becomes forbidden as untimely greed.

Well she shrugged it off her shoulders
As It fell to the ground
Tenderly retrieved and brushed
It was slung around
By another person
And she started to smile
Good bye little girl
Enjoy for a while
For a while it's yours
The coat of many dreams
But one last dream will show you
Nothing
Is just how it seems.

Black and White fades out to grey
The colors mix and match away
They coalesce and fall like snow
The curtains fall
As darkness glows
And finally
The color of your dream gets
Caught in your eyes.
The object you desired
Absorbed all but
Your lies.

Cold

Cold
Cold in the air
Cold wind brushes
My skin and hair
Attacks my feet
And feelings

Swirling in eddies
Thawed frosting
Jagged Chips
Of cold war icing
Crusting my heartlessness.

Even tears coagulate
Cannot be
Cried.

Inside the rib cage
Drip dried
Blood
Accumulates.
Caution
Dry ice.

Blindly beats inside
Thump thump
Another lump
Of adversity
Heavily weighs
The heart

If only
This coldness
This warring freeze out
Of all feeling
Would stop inside
If only
Love would light
A fire
A lovely warmth
and
Golden mists
Permeate.

Well being
Would be
Like honey spread
On crisp toasted
Bread.

Resurrect. ..
In spirit.
Compassionate
In intent.
No hatred
Indifference effete
No ennui or apathy
Hopeful
Naiveté.

Only put a shine on
My day Lord
And I will
I think
Brush and polish it
To perfection

My face
Gleaming
0n your lotus feet.

Krshna in Blues

Krshna in the abyss
Showered bathed in blue
Plumage of pink and faint tinge of violet
What aural perfection?
Selenium blue
And sylvanite gold
Krshna.
My treasure hold
In your piquant peacock
Feather and fancy flute
Fantasia
Garlanding darkness
You are my
beloved.

I am in the highest
Heaven
Admitted
To sights
A plethora of splendor

Visions of violet dreams
Tinctures of gold
Holographic
Reality
The world is a
Pearl in oyster clasp
Of
Your crystal understanding

My universe
Lit up
Compassionate
Amity.
Krshna consciousness
Now
Shimmering
bright forgiveness
To
Human frailty.

Bougainvillea

Green and purple veils
Thick lashes trace telluride eyes
Stretching till the hairpin end
Over the last desperate bend
Where roads reduce to blue skylit eyes.

Your brilliant diamonds
Like soft daylight
Beckoning conjures hope
At the conjunction
Of emptiness
And off the wall
Expectations
Charted
Off course

Of course
We're off
The table
The feast
Of fulfillment
Denied board and lodge
After lent
And the lentils
Of longing pulsating
In a thicket of loneliness

What grainy gruel of gruesome grief
Consumption gives strength
This arduous journey
Ends in
Lovers meeting
Shelter fleeting
A tender betrayal
Last supper
Before Gethsemane gory
nightfall

The cock crows thrice
Sheer impudence
To
Deny these eyes
Loving You
Living lies.

The incandescent canned
Memories bedded burials
Can kill you alive.

Be imprudent.
Self improvement
A defense
Feather
Tickling Death
In defiance.

Purple bougainvillea sashay against green contentment
Parading a joyous unease.
Flirtatious
Coquette
Life wills
It must be
Lived.

What a tip to toes tease?

I'm imaging such beautiful bouquets of happiness
Over my heady horizon
A cloudy rush
Fearless feel good freedom

Front Row seats at the theatre
Comic-Macabre?
Spectacular views
Distillation

Life lines declined
Living once
Living twice
Living thrice
Going
Going
Gone
I'm sold
On
This prospect
It's Mine.

A cat has only nine
Lives
Swaying on its tail.
Wilful loner
Disdaining ownership.

Mine ends
in the
Meeting of true minds.
At infinity square
Pi .

I want this merger.
Though the sharks
Will eat and divide
The shares with alacrity.

Grinning Griffin like...at the windy
Cheeks of
contoured revelations
Of
Uncontrolled
Life.

Currently receiving live
Broadcast
And it says
You are mine.

My friend
Whistler of the
Winds of destiny.

Krshna Plays

Krsna lurking amidst shadows
pillared walls of light
cream and gold dance
Of fluent delight

Playful child tumbling
Through errant pockets of breeze.
Tinkling necklace and anklets
Tease of green and gold leaves

Eyes
Tilted mirrors
Of wide eyed delight
The dark god shines brightly
Fairer than light.

Everywhere
Abides He
In frothy laceworks of sun
Come sweet Krshna
Let us be one.

Donning your crowns of impossible light
Accept my prayers Crown me alive
Smile at my sorrow
Softly soothe my sad nights
See through my tears
Fluid mirrors of light.

Clapping hands in delight
Flourish your flute.
An universe of Joy
Flows through
Musical woods......

Dancer in demi light
In darkness solace
Lave me in love light's
Invisible grace

Sheltering bough
Preserver of lives
Routing Despair by the
Strength of your vibes.

You're exquisite gem stone
jewelry adorning me...
I,
Your fleshly frame
Simply yearning to be.
Clasped in your hold
My wilderness tame
Giving all in surrender
A woman in love with your
Name.

Wounded am I with love
And love is the healing scab
Rather I remain a wound
Than remain a vacant gap...

Krshna immovable eternally same.
Krshna indivisible
In sunlight invincible
In starlight visible.
Krshna visitations
Unutterable flame.

Bread on Water

Rivers of blue
Tendrils of red
Wine on water
floating nuggets of bread

Duck on the water
Hawk in the sky
Sunshiney morning
Cloudy goodbyes

Rivers of tenderness
Rosebuds of pain
A hollow in my heart aches
Till we meet again.

Supine

An Internet Romance …Or How I imagine It Could Be.

I am lying in repose

Obligatory pose

Dreamlike state

Calm countdown to ten

But, too many sheep cross over

My tantalizing fence

Infinity of internet dreams

Exploring minds unknown

Hearts unseen, hands on keyboard

Caress keys, keystrokes turn to

Waves of friendship, and a smiley

Means I made someone laugh

Just now.

There's a blurry display pic my eyes

Kissing sleep yet killing the interlude

Between fantasy and rationality

Courting comatose dormant dreams.

I'm supine Yogi, in calm pose

Kama Sutra state of mind,

Banished, vanquished

Yet my spine shivered just now

With the

Touch of your

Keystroke.

Tamarind Nights

Tamarind nights dead end dreams
Enchanted encasement
Magical exile

Dolorous brown study
sweet and sour
Sheathed in silence
seeds of desires...

A
Quiet Ripening.

Jarred awakening
sleepless dreams
dolomite extraction
Of Iron veins and seams.

Changes simmer
Pot of reckonings
Explosive Flux
Stirring old memories
Nectarine muck.

Smelting pain
Purification by purging
The fire has been lit
Insulation
Against uncurbed
Putrefied Needs .

The cleansing fire
Of red flaming feet
House of desire awakens
Incensed
Rich aromatic greed.

The moon blinks
Caustic Crescenta
Surreal
curvilinear longings.

Langour licks
It's tongue
Curling in yearning.

Automaton life
Comes alive
Shriveled
Brown bridesmaid
Undresses her lies
Odd ends and loose threads
A Gentle gathering
laced up stays
A gradual loosening
Gleaming tresses
wash in moonlit wishes
Whitewater madness
Glistening
tints of wickedness

Ofttimes a bridesmaid
Never a bride
Unbridled loneliness
Runaway tonight.

Evanescent escape into
Bittersweet dreams
Pungent breathe of
Tamarind lethe.

Forgo the grindstone
That shatters your soul
Spin your sweet cobwebs
With dreamcatcher awl.

In drowsy stuporous addiction
To secret garden of gold
Sweet secret Tamarind nights
Slowly grow old.

In Truth

This one is totally a personal life lesson not directed or intended to hurt anyone else. Grateful to my friends for their support and I love you all.

Truth

Truth is
Sometimes an obligatory lie
It's self evident truth
Confession can cause serious
Pain.
Causing undeserved pain is
Wrong.
So can I tell a lie
With a straight face
Revealing the mess
I made
Can be cause
For greater headache.
So is evasion equivocation
Just convenience
Or mercy towards
Loved ones
Guilty
Or
Innocent?
Truth is
Justice,
unlike revenge
It is best served hot
With feeling
Empathize with the spirit
Not the letter
The Literal truth
on the walls
Written by youth
Is Graffiti
Outdated soon.
This season's truth
Turns quickly a lie
What is true
When even
The mind wears apparels
That deceive the eye.
Sadly sometimes
The truth we speak
Is self deception
And brutality of the
Weak
Retaliating in anger.

Benediction

Benediction pours
Like rain down through
The pain burns like acid
The hurt is true..

I am Here to enjoy the view
I feel I miss yes I do
but I cannot give in to you
Beloved pain
When silk
benediction
Pours through the
Rain...

I have early memories
Prayers with my mamma
Upon my knees.

And I have you too
In a way that only I can keep
A painted copy which makes me weep
A forgery
That surpasses
The authentic.

You can be a thousand miles away
And speed your life down lanes
Of choice
Loaded with fresh baggage
Of course I remember you
With love
And there's respect and tears
Of affection
No bitterness.

I refuse to give in to the madness
Of self defeating longing
For I have cheery feel good
Things to do
Life isn't about
Me and you.

Sully my skies when moods
Strike
And still the storm will pass
And then
My father appears through
Breaking clouds
Cracking a mythic grin
Baby
What's this all about
You found a man
Is he as good as I?

Pain is a train of memories
Some bogeys are just bogeymen
No power at all to harm you when

love and support,
Lovely, gentle, serene
Rains
A
Silk wrapped past
Of
care
beyond the wear and tear
Of men

I can do this
is my refrain
Because
Benediction just
Pours like rain.

Extraction

Poison.
The petals are extraction
Expression of the sap.
In each flick
the forked tongued
Chameleon
Poison darts a petal.
Spoiling it.

Till nothing is left.
Not even a floral wreath
The obituaries are
Full.
You're without
Place.

Would you like burial
Or
Cremation.

I am a beautiful flower
Ready to shrivel wither
Turn dust
Feed soil
Grow fresh buds.
But
This flesh flower
Turns putrid and must
Be delivered on
Ice
For metamorphosis

To become
Soul flower.
I die thus
This instant
Split
In two parts
Our bi cameral lives
Are ready to
Make do
Without the fragile shell
The body's refuge forsaken
Seventy or so
Odd years of existence
Scorned belittled dismissed
We are
After the bigger better deal
A misty floatation
An ethereal experience

We want to be
Light
Lux Lucia
Forever
Not it's temporal
Reflections.

Worsted

I'm having the worst blues ever
Just sitting on my sofa
Cuddling dead silence
I wish I were a coffin
Home to a dead body
That's fled existence.

I do not fit in.
Charlatans
Life and the rules we
Live by
Constantly cheating us
Stealing cheap loose change
Offering cheap small talk
And big
Proffering cheap glory
Death is another great cheat
The cheapest choicest escape
When
The price of life escalates
And you can't buy time
With bravery
Nor fool death
With bravado.

Hermaphrodites are blessed.
To
Be at the cross roads
Between man and woman,
Best of both existences;
So in my country,
They're spurned with fearful hatred, revulsion,
Or courted for their prescient blessings.

We're all mendicants
Seeking spiritual alms,
Begging grace and mercy,
Purchasing salvation.

Each transaction
Secretes steel from our spine
Makes us spiritual reptiles
Blowing hot and cold
Bowing
whichever way
The wind blows.

Living in this cess pool
Watching visitations of
Death the dementor
Who sucks out our souls
Unmarks us
From the list
Of living

We're all bound
For Dementia
Passages of life chequered with sunshine and soft flesh
Forgotten,
Oblivion
Looking at us
In amazement.

Hope winks at
Delusion.
Sly conspiracy to keep us
In Love
With living.

If there's a God
If he wants my
Supplication
Lord, let me live
Forever and ever
At the cross roads

Let me become
Invisible Shadow of myself
Between bodily life
and dust of death.

Forgo this slow skewering over
Ovens of reckoning
This sure putrefying
Helplessness
Against
Decomposition.

Dearly Beloved
You never had to see
worms rotting
In the eyes of
Beloved.

Heaven hell the same thing
As long as
Neither you nor I
Remember them
Revisitations
Are mirages
Unless the past
Life lessons
Remain.

Even as
Extant
Archived heirlooms.

Give me leave
To be
A hermaphrodite
Between this fleeting
Vibrancy called
Life
And the
Burning ground
Death.

Dream me no more
Your will o' the wisp
Nor cast me out from empty shell

If you will
My being
Obliterate.
Free me from your systemic
Expulsion
I will not be
Your ordained fate. ..

New Moon Beckoning

I'm going to be back again
A more honest person
Caring and warm
Sorry for this
Apology
Of an existence

I have been
Treated so good
Treated so bad
Life has had its way with me
But

Life is the ultimate friend
Pushing you in the back
To infinity
Felling you through mighty scoops
Of emptiness
To get a rise out of you

Make you risk
Your precious
Toes
dangling coy over
Shallow puddles
Acting out your
Contrived joy.
And petulant ease
Danger just a
Shortlived tease.

Now I'm going to take that
Leap
I swear to god
I will love myself more
Than I do now
While I creep
Flat on my belly
Brushing past nightmarish webs
Of confused entanglements
No t knowing
My own weight
Or the pull
Of my earthly
Attraction

As angel I
Fall
Rise like Phoenix
This river of dreams
Of many depths
Will absorb
Me
The final sleep
Coils inside
Another chance
At
Awakening
New
Glorious me.

I am all the water your glass
Bubble holds
And I'm unquenched fire
Drowning in the stream
I'm the shadow
Walking after my master
It's midnight
And new moon
Beckoning.
Let's part

Let's go back.
Do this one more time.

Will You Tell Me Why?

A Warning, Please be aware this may appear to some friends a somewhat controversial write. I intend no offense or disrespect. I hope none is taken and ask for your forgiveness and understanding beforehand. In the name of humanity over religion.
:) ♡♡♡

Will You Tell Me Why?

Humans are at the apex creation's gem.
Tell me that again.

How and why are we so much higher than the lowly animal?

We campaign for human rights
Animal rights womens rights,
Animals don't,
They play a game
Called
Survival of the fittest.

We are envious
suspicious of our
Best qualities.
We scorn our soft hearts and
cultivate hard heads
We identify our common worst instincts
Herd together at cynical watering holes of self interest
And call that brotherhood...

Our faculty for empathy
Morphs into self styled
Constructive criticism
All it constructs
Is destructive
Anguish...

Tell me which other species
Needs to wear tags?
Uniforms and badges
Of their respective space
In life

Like animals defecating to mark their reigning place

And tell me then my friends
of what use is
Omnipotence
Without
Universal grace

If Religion is like
Family
It deserves
Your loving loyalty
But marrying within
Your family and blood
is incest
And in both
exclusion of the other
And subtle persuasion
To group think
Is spiritual malaise.

A Jesu rose to shatter the temples of commerce
Defy pools of influence
Pharisees and scribes
Of the time
Buddha walked out of his
Royal destiny
With dead certitude
In the still hours of the night.

What nightmare is this where
We
Adulate and embrace
Valiant Changemakers
And then nonchalantly build fortresses
Of tyranny
Chain our brothers and sisters
In fetters

Who's to decide
If your faith
Or mine
Is better.

I had rather be a lowly animal
Free
Than be born
Into one size fits all
Ready to wear
Identity.

A human is born
In chains unseen
Handed into social captivity
By parents.

Dog tags of Upanayan
Baptism
Bar Mitzvahs
And
Circumcision.

Give your children freedom
To decide
At eighteen.
Maybe another
Christos will arise
Like Phoenix
Out of the the ashes of
Philistines.

No Name

No Name.

Sorrow makes me happy nowadays
My tears saying
Grace
Amen to all my
Pain
I am your votary
Most faithful God
Never abandon me
Again.

I have bitter moments of happiness
kin to all my pain
It attends upon me
A moment
Fleetingly and then
Without bidding me adieu
It flies out of my
Ken.

Such sweet sorrow such bitter sweet love
Acid burns and molten wax
Upon my stove
weary scarred and
frightened heart.

My flesh is strong
My spirit weak
I'm walking dead towards who
I cannot seek.

And see me now believe my pain
No damages to perceive though
No bloodstain
That howl inside has muted down
knowledge of good and evil
Dumbed me down

I play the clown now
And with my painted
Smile.
Sweetheart let me
Amuse you a while.

Tender Lies

My mind is a seething
Mass
of tender lies
A burial ground of dreams
On my lips a vacant smile
Lipstick on my screams.

The human heart longs for company
The solace of understanding minds
But all they do
Is peel the orange for succulent sweetness
And discard the essence in the rind....

So to fit in my being
With your way of seeing
I turn my "me" to you
Beating the dreams back in till My soul is black and blue.

If by chance you do see through
And if crumbled stars in eyes give away my game
I cannot fake it and dare you to
Take it
My truth and my lies and my screams and my sighs
And only acceptance
This anguish will tame

A creek of agony divides my heart
Of which only half I lend you
From the start
If you look at me and really look
You would know that
You read just half the book.

The ending I leave in the middle to find
The pain is painted out with dull blinds
The windows to my soul concealed
The hidden heart waiting to be healed

And guess what sleeping beauty is?
It is our two souls in charming kiss
That sucks out all pain
And resuscitates
Two beings of joyous light and courage resurrects.

Vignettes in the Sun

Inspired by Ozy Licano
Vignettes on our Sun.

Even the sun wont help me to shine today
When I look at him
He hides away

What can I do
Helios afflicted at birth
If My Sun won't favor me
I hug Mother Earth.

The sun's energy encouraging to excel
But too close to the sun
burn I like tallow in hell.

Icarus I care for you
I seek your fate
To be punished for rising
I Fall to my death

And lastly:
I bow to you Sun
You're benevolence aloof
Yet sin rises uncurbed
Under your eminent roof

Sons of Stardust
Men we are
And when our Sun doth die
We return to stars.

I know only this there may be other greater suns
But for me
None greater than the one
Around which
The sum of our lives
And
This world has spun.

Sunlight is joyous silken thread
Hope in motion killing dread
Uncoiling golden living love
From the graves of our
grateful dead.

Moonlights silvery cord
Dreams weaving
Soul's lifeline
Is conferred by mighty Ra
Even in decline

Sol Helios Apollo Surya
Sun
The natal lord
Of the course and chart of our life
Son of Jupiter
The Lord of Gods
Fathering fate
And so many sons
From worthy wives.
A dashing rogue
He waits for neither
Prologue or
Epilogue
But the certainty of the moment
Live under the sun

He cares naught a whit for
Our strife
But struggle against Fate
And he will be your might
So long as day is bright
Wishes beckoning
No more
Then bid adieu
Embracing
Eternal night.

Bindings

I have no one
No one but you
My mind is occupied by memories messages photos
We had these moments
Never mind
That You're no more
I must move on
With my memories.

With people who care
Friends family colleagues,
A safety net
Keeping me sane and present
In a pressing world
Working our daily grinds
Of problems solutions
Singing nightly for suppers
And casting dreams upon
Moon
Then off to bed.

Oh honey no one knows you
Here anymore
Upon earth
The shine of two eyes of innocence
Perplexed smile
Perplexing my heart
Aching to heal
Your confusion
Your hair down to your
Waist.
Uncombed elegance.
the merriment of your
Smiles.

Carrying in my heart the too
Heavy burden of
Your sweetness
I'm maddened by desire
To breach every darkness
And bridge the eternal gap
Between us
Seperating Star and stardust
Man
And his aching destiny.

Two time lines in one moment
Of immortal union
Sweet conjunction
In Love.

That's not all I have got.
Our season's limited run.

There's another
Only one other
Who I share you with

Who will
Carry you forward
Even after
Our fated meeting
As wispy trails of
Stellar dust
Float of cosmic flowers
Muted memoirs
of once upon a
sentience.

She is our
Little girl
Priceless prize
Well paid
Life
for your fairytale

She is
Our conclusion.

She'll be our gift
To eternity
Bending the tale that ends
Making two
Mere mortals
Perpetuate
Eternally.
Here's to
Happily ever after.

Now and then. ..and Again

Now and Then

I love myself
And if no one loves me
I love myself some more
When the world won't
Let me be...

I just love my tenacity
My ability to be me
When the heart is spurned
The soul is scorned
I still love me.

l Iive a life
That only I can have
in gladness in sorrow
Till death does it's
part

The censure of this cold world
I don't let it freeze me
The cool glances from icy hearts
Melt in my warm breeze

The sunshine of sweet praise
God's flower upon this earth
You think it pleases only me
But it also warms your heart

I accept it with gratitude
I'm happy that I please
Your generosity spreads outwards
Kindness cannot cease.

The stony soul gets set in stone
Like Sphinx in the sands he crouches alone
The melting heart makes moving love
Magic
Out of blood flesh and bone.

Life lasts you just a spell
Be wizard cast on it a spell
Make your story memorable
Make it special in it dwell
So your children
Can tell it well
Forever is but a happy
Tale

A Tale.... lives
Everlasting Grace bestowed
Our fleeting Now
Made
Immortal
For posterity.

But
This living Now...
Oh it's...

Life evanescent,
blowing it's bugle upon the breeze
And the scent of its sweetness shall haunt and tease
Others
Even when you cease...
Forever
Oh such echoes and how they tease

The measure of life
Is not your lease
Do it well
Or just as you please.
Times bubbles shall float up and out
And burst they shall without a doubt
Our fabric of space is wearing out
Iron it straight or let the creases
flout.

Rebel without any genuine cause
Victory your ashes hollow in the mouth
Maddened merrymaker
Revel... revel...without pause...

Yet stop still for the love of God,
By the grave of your beloved
Pause

Believe
You're beloved now
Whilst you live

And then give
Every bit of your life
Back to life

Angels glow
Before they descend
Below.

There's no need to trickle tears of shame
As each year draws close this endgame
If you loved yourself as well as you were loved
Or unloved did double the love you lacked

Then rest assured
No one could have lived
your life for you
Any better than that.
Live live and
Live.

Love is

I hope it's not too horrible Jp...you inspired me in turn with your line love chases...

Love is love
Love is warm
Love is song
Love is strong
Love is you
Loving me
Love is
What we can be
Love is dream
Chasing gold
Teasing me
Teasing you
Carving dreams
Out of
Clouded seams
Reality
Is the real dream
There's a world
There's a world
where you hush
Your tongue
Where our lips are
Locked
When the beds are empty
The children gone
You live on
There's a whole world of
Love
In our lovely
Heart.
Hush my life
Draw the curtains
The russet tints of
My life's setting
Lights up the room
What exquisite muted
Under tones...

Good night life
You've been
A love
In many shapes
And sizes
And I gift
It back.

And it's an
Eternal lamp
Lit by many
Hands...
It's
Love...
And it's other name is
Loss.

For the Butchers of Motherhood

Stay awhile
Lets exchange lives
Your dreams for mine
Time forgot
To mention
How short yours was
All that blood
that wont be washed
By tears

A single tear
A silent scream
Mouse scampering
In your innocent heart
My baby
To prevent your pain
Your nightmares allay
A mother lives
Now
Head bowed
In unbelievable pain
and shame.

A baby is a sacred vessel
Fruiton of hope
Love realized into being

To drag that
To your altar of hate
And annoint as victim
To kill...

Every mother would howl
Then let me execute my dream
Let me abort in the womb
Butcher my flesh
Fly free my child away
Farthest away
From killing fields of
Hate.

My
Blessings upon you
I bestow...
Feel an instant's pain...
A spasm
In mother's mourning cradle
But
Never know Fear
Ever again.

The Body Book

Bodies
Bode evil when thought about too much.
Beautiful when free to flow
Oblivious of gaze or touch.

Fluidity in motion suppleness in connnections....all
Bodies are beautiful but
spoiled in self absorption.

Some people are angular lines
Of agitation. .
The same can be gracefully agile...
It's not a matter of perception.

Confident in carriage gravity knows it pull
Heavy dependencies on personal projections
Will render you a fool.

Sluggish sloth lugging itself around
Can be a bouncing beach ball
If you take a breath to think
Life is a light wink you return
Not tears to hold back and blink.

Colorful buoyancy upon the waves of life
Its in floating like a flower
To sink like a stone
Would be a shame,
Exercise your power.

It's in that smile in your eyes,
Laughter in your tone,
Wrestle joy! squeeze it out of
Struggles,
Feel it
to the bone.

To be honest,
Projection bends its rays,
Shows allegiance to cultural mores
And vision receptors react the same way,
They're rather selective doors.

Which is why your beauty meets
No eye equally
Which means you just have to exhale away the sighs
A tad wilfully. ..
Pfft.....
And wave away discontent and dismay.
We're all daisies and for
Far too short a day.

So deftly defy don't deny,
the prejudice you meet.
Bend with the wind and arise
Like a graceful stalk of wheat.

You're so beautiful
You're a soothing smile
You're a simple person
a woman without guile.

You can be a pretty mask
But if you look at the mirror
and just happen to ask,
Which face of yours do you adore the most,
And which body?
The one that works for you so tirelessly
Or the one you need to pamper
At tremendous cost
Amounting almost,
to treating it like the Holy Ghost?

How about giving ourselves a decent treat
Let us somewhere halfway meet
Between fragility's siren call and plain utility
Lies a certain beauty
Which is without futility.

Waiting Room

We're all in all we choose to be lifegiver or self killer.
Learn to ride the wave of pain and free suffering from its chains
Attachment's prison is bonds of misery
Worse than physical death.

Choose to be the key
Unlock yourself. ..we can be
self healers or death dealers

Turn the key right now
Open every door that cages you in
Constricts your soul
The waiting room of wishes is
Death.

Random Offense

I put you on ice
So that
Not I
But you survive

So that you never become
The lie that you were
An immature pirate of hearts a mere buccaneer
I wanted you
That much my dear.

You put me on hold
As if I were
A trinket to hoard
In a treasure chest of random stolen gold
Your secret inconsequential loot your gluttonous stashed wealth
So I deserted your leaky ship of shallow dreams by stealth

Loving You nevertheless
Leaving you for always....

Allowing for all your bold thoughtlessness
May grace attend your graceless ways
My unfortunate loveless
Lover.

If I have been too harsh and yes I am aware
That I care so much I'm bitter
Be that better person whose seed in you I see
Forgiven my darling.
Forever forgive me.

Pot Pourri

My mind is pot pourri
Dried with love and care
Seeds and grass and
wild flowers

My friends are these
The seats are taken
Places people who never awaken

My comatose dreams
My cryogenic couplings
I'm on ice
Living immersed
In images of
Life

In the distance
I hear you all
The songs the laughter
Kindness and fury

Like a faded mutant future happenings in slow motion
Twice removed
From my reality

Muted whispers..
I am just
a soft scream fading out
In your background radars.

Hush! If you could've only
Heard me.
This worthless tale
You would
transform love
Into an epic.

Moist stardust
On my eyelids
Trembling for failed
Destiny
Tears are useless
Not even close to the
Rivers running
From head through heart
To fingertips
Itching to share with you
The burden of care
Make memories
Proof of love
And a life
Lived.

And I don't know Why

And I Don't Know Why.

Tears sprout flowers in my eyes again
My heart is wet and damp with pain
And I don't know why.

Fire burns my smoking gaze
My smile is killing my livid face.
And I don't know why.

My limbs are numb and fall listlessly
My mouth is dumbing down so shapelessly
And I don't know why.

My breath screams for water assuage it's thirst.
My throat constricts but my heart will burst.
And I don't know why..

Not knowing what ails me I blindly hold
Every treasure in a child's stronghold.
I kiss the sun rays of bright gold
And I don't know why
But hope glows bold
Flows through the silver
Of cooling days
There's water to drink but I won't taste unless
You offer me your grail of lovely wine.
And I think I knew it all the time.

Wanderings

I Wonder...

And I wonder how many days
How many weeks and months and years
How many moments
How many moments more
How many infinite beats of my sad heart
I have to last
Outlasting my own needs and
desires
While I pay homage to duties.

This red aura of unrest
is a flaming halo around my neck
It's a necklace dancing my fancies till it breaks
Flowers from the garland flung everywhere
Like seeds of needing to be aware

Life stretching like the longest beach to me
At the end of my langourous days
I am weighed down with collected shells all cold and empty hollowness
But holding great beauty in emptiness
A mysterious promise
The habitats of hopes unknown
Carrying faint sounds of ocean lore
My icy eyes sting in the sand
Those are living waters touching my arid land
And I wonder
if I could drown in you
Be a flippant forward hollow shell
Thrust myself in your ferocious faith
And melt away the salty doubts in grave embrace.

I have waited visiting the longing beach
The day is old and my sun at its crest
I would be crazy not to take the plunge
Live my lifelong alloted time and take my final rest.

And I wonder if all
That my tears will allow are reminders of the heart of an
ocean inside roaring courage
To ignore the
Sea of doubt

I wonder
Will my hollow shell be left
Floating fancifully around
A mere tinsel castaway upon
the shores of wonder

To be
trampled upon
Stamped underground
To rise time and again
Like unruly dust of shelved desires
Wraiths against the wall of ruling winds
Screaming at the oceanfront of
Its hidden nature

To
Never understand my inner fire
The exactitude raging red inside my bloody brilliant rivers
The coursing destination for my irrational tears
The simplest truth is the one we fear.

The first breath was wild a gambling trust
Don't calculate and waste the last
Every life time is a leaning
Towards the
Thrust..
A longing to leap into wanderlust.

I wonder if I'm wrong.
If the destination is an afterlife.
Or the journey is what it's all about.

Bridges we are
Between birth life death and
We mistake ourselves
As baggages
To be carried forward.

This mistake costs us dear
The price of a shoreless sea of tears.

If I Could

You're my life my love my world
My universe
My family.
My sun and moon and stars.
Isn't that how you write
The letter of love
and poetry?

I care deeply about you.
And I don't know if I can make that rhyme.
Our poetry will just demur
And sit out the dance this time
I cannot conjugate
make the words sing for you my love
I cannot
And Fortune and Fate
Conspired not I
How do I write lies?

That you are in my tears
And after they fall so cold
You're shining still in my eyes
As the denial I withhold.

Wish I wish I upon my stars
that you could be mine
That it could have been written us
days by stars aligned

could...it's a dead word
Already upon the utterance
A slip of the tongue split swiftly upon the sword of your indifference
Stars are just mute fireballs they glow upon us all
Wishing upon a shooting star
Cannot catch my fall.

I'm caught in my mind
In a soft web of endless interludes
My love is a lonesome unwanted
thought
A soft kiss of Ifs and woulds.

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