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LlenadeBallena
19/M Poet, Musician, Writer, Lyricist, Songwriter. This is where I will vent what I'm feeling in poetry
Come, come, awaken all true drunkards! Pour the wine that is Life itself! O cupbearer of the Eternal Wine, Draw it now from Eternity’s Jar! This wine doesn’t run down the throat But it looses torrents of words! Cupbearer, make my soul fragrant as musk, This noble soul of mine that knows the Invisible! Pour out the wine for the morning drinkers! Pour them this subtle and priceless musk! Pass it around to everyone in the assembly In the cups of your blazing drunken eyes! Pass a philter from your eyes to everyone else’s In a way the mouth knows nothing of, For this is the way cupbearers always offer The holy and mysterious wine to lovers. Hurry, the eyes of every atom in Creation Are famished for this flaming-out of splendour! Procure for yourself this fragrance of musk And with it split open the breast of heaven! The waves of the fragrance of this musk Drive all Josephs out of their minds forever!
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Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 10:52 PM UTC
Draw it now from Eternity's Jar
O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now, Be all – worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance, Frail living leaves burn with your brighter than cold stares – Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
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Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 10:52 PM UTC
O Love
The beauty of the heart is the lasting beauty: its lips give to drink of the water of life. Truly it is the water, that which pours, and the one who drinks. All three become one when your talisman is shattered. That oneness you can't know by reasoning.
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Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 10:52 PM UTC
The Beauty of the Heart
May these vows and this marriage be blessed. May it be sweet milk, this marriage, like wine and halvah. May this marriage offer fruit and shade like the date palm. May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day a day in paradise. May this marriage be a sign of compassion, a seal of happiness here and hereafter. May this marriage have a fair face and a good name, an omen as welcomes the moon in a clear blue sky. I am out of words to describe how spirit mingles in this marriage.
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Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 10:42 PM UTC
This Marriage
Both light and shadow are the dance of Love. Love has no cause; it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets. Lover and Loving are inseparable and timeless. Although I may try to describe Love when I experience it I am speechless. Although I may try to write about Love I am rendered helpless; my pen breaks and the paper slips away at the ineffable place where Lover, Loving and Loved are one. Every moment is made glorious by the light of Love.
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Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 10:41 PM UTC
The Meaning of Love
I wandered aimlessly across the creaking wood floors Each made a sound I've heard before Both of your heavy feet which stepped with grace As your curly hair fell to your shoulders And your smile awakened my soul You disappeared into the night, to your parents house They'd much rather send you aflight than to believe you'd been loused by me You had to fix things and that's alright No house is ever perfect inside nor out You're strong, I know you can do it without a doubt When you've done all that can be Then come back to me Come home, let me see you Let us meet at 11's dew Turn my body into a fiery furnace Because lately, I've been very drab And let me see those frizzy curls That hide under your hijab When you've done all that can be Then come back to me Come home, let me see you I'll be waiting at 11's dew
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Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 9:32 PM UTC
Come Back Home
Angry as ever, aggressive to the core, What love has touched his heart, still it remained sore The giant house with cinderella's steps Touched the hearts and minds of guests Underneath the wealth, a resentment crept Teardrop water stained the concrete slabs that surrounded a steep skateboard ramp and was as full as a whale The family stood eyes opened and faces white-dove-pale At the sight of the once hardworking man With train smoke erupting out of his ears, complaining and yodeling an aggressive song that only helped fill up the empty skate ramp Although it was big, although it had needs and wants like a cat has whiskers There was not enough of what the inhabitants needed The house was large and it never won, it had no love to spread to all
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May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 10:24 PM UTC
A House So Large It Had No Love To Spread