NEW CHAPTER......... Let's delete these memories........ NEW CHAPTER

Art is our weapon of truth!
NEW CHAPTER......... Let's delete these memories........ NEW CHAPTER

Art is our weapon of truth!
SassyJ
SassyJ
Mar 12

The night swings on a plinth
posing the sculptured truths
eroding the dusty dark turns
The runs and internal thunders

Ohh my love my heart throbs
Moans and roars as it soars
On the seat of the radiant oar
Where we row on streams unbound  

Ohh my love I yearned from the start
as your eyes socketed on my soul
right where the sorrows pleaded
on the rooted seeds soaked in ardour

Ohh my love I peaked on the picks
as your hands transported my all
on the paths of the longed paradise
behind the unveiled trodden pasts

SassyJ
SassyJ
Mar 11

Silent wind speak those fine words
chase freedom in the meander of a stream
in haste make a pace inside the forest reign
and I met him on a stroll of a Monday afternoon
on a time and land where we once stood
then we felt the contours of one's face
in melodies of what we once held before

Ohh Ohh It's never always black and blue these days
Ohh Ohh It's summer fountain in muse these days

Silent spills whispers the unbroken cord
Lace as his breath kiss and crochet
Rising through my bones and spinning skies
As we long to feel the warmth of each
And our hands entwine and adjoined to love
In peace the two heart caked forms
Talk in beats that trance inside my vein

Ohh Ohh It's never always black and blue these days
Ohh Ohh It's summer fountain in muse these days

Temperature rise in counts of tens
Seduce the fire in the tongue
Temperature rise in counts of tens
Seduce the fire in the tongue

Twin flames
For Audio follow:
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SassyJ
SassyJ
Feb 24

The vortex of energy unsynthesized
from the vastness of the sun rays
the maze of the unending tenures
with pastels covering a palm of psalms  

For a while back I knocked the door
Not recognising that I was already inside
Awaiting for my very self to open ajar
to the apocalypse of the new beginnings

The closet of the days is a such a march on
a rush of the illusionary existence pass on
As the plush of the train engine trash on
a visionary of insight uncover right on

Sat at the mystery of the solitary silence
as the trees breath and the barks dance
chasing the sound of the rhythmic universe
to the end of our lost planetary lessons

I just want nothing....... mind misconceptions and ego!
SassyJ
SassyJ
Feb 24

A new journey begins
upon the hills of unthought
where the door is knocked
from the abundance within
and laughter from the sun appease
at the winter stroke of gone storms

A new journey begins
where the universal river flows
constant thread of unprocessed
the radiant strolls of the presence
where the being in me is fulfilled
without any needs and attachments

A new journey begins
from valleys far and cliffs unheard
where life happens as it happens
and a future become the very present
whereas the past becomes this moment
what was known fades with the silence

A new journey begins
At the heart of the revelational genesis
where voices lead to rocky plots
and the rocks shows my deepest self
where misconceptions and values are shred
and pain remains unheard and unseen

Poem based on new writings of meditations called "The search of I"
SassyJ
SassyJ
Feb 23

Yesterday I hid in a termite mould
Today I take pride in terminated olds
Tomorrow I ride in permitted folds

I am a particle used and unused
I am a venture roused and doused
I am an adventure invented and tented

I owe nothing even the wind testifies
I am a universal exposure objectified
I am a concluded posture subjectified

I died on the outside and lived within
I lied as an outsider and lay in decree
I am a degree of composition in decay

For sure we were here in unioned eons
When the battlefield was in tatters
as splatters of blood stomped the earth

SassyJ
SassyJ
Feb 19

I waited for you at the tower blocks
where stones rocked and locked
and dreams were sung melodies
streamed from the flowing rivers

I screamed at the stubborn mounts
where taunts screeched and distilled
as the rants reached the tipped summit
of a granted and foreseen vagary

I surrender to the loop of transmission
flowing in sensed waves of sane clarity
floating on the uncaged frequencies
stroking love at the frill of a thrill

Let's get lost in the you that is mine
flip at the wind that blows against time
touch the prime of the winter taste
as we chase the rainbow that uncovers

SassyJ
SassyJ
Feb 6

A happenstance in a wintery afternoon
bounded by the shreds of earthly stance
beyond the gift of the spaced bond rays
at the gaze of an unknown captive glazes
on a gentle voice of an unsung dormancy

On the sphere of these cases of first times
Sometimes when you awake in the void
inside the hollow chord of my existence
at the heart of the merge where we entwine
then drown as kindred uncaged birds

On the sphere of these cases of first times
At times when you fit inside my finds
away from the edgy torrential cliffs of tales  
connected in the alignments of a blissful vent
untensed and piously mused and attentive

On the sphere of these cases of first times
everytime amused by a blossoming seam
a field alertness of all balanced conceptions
retentions, corrections, revisions, intuitions
where your mind holds the nature of mine

On the sphere of these cases of first times
anytime in a world of relentless evanescence
as I drift in the rhythmic nature of our souls
doused inside the deepest lakes of your remedies
unchained in the pure wonder of your brilliance

 
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