Flowers smile with you,
Minarets call on thy prayer
As thou look, so stars stoop.
Incomprehensible dictum transpires.
Celestial beings dance at thy whims,
Obscure reckoning is made apparent.
As thou sayeth, so do they bow.
So is everything in thy being, manifested.
Standing small and yet too tall,
At ease a human; inside- a mountain.
What rock could stand in thy stead?
Nov 17, 2021
Nov 17, 2021 at 12:46 AM UTC
Apparitions appear by portioned parchments
Surround these words
as letters decor about
Hungry for salvation,
a means to their end
of watch’
finding solace, and safe haven. .. a refuge from eternal damnation
Right beneath the citadel of the nib that splays ink-etched words on parchments
I hear their plea and
splay them threadbare
for eternity
Nov 2, 2021
Nov 2, 2021 at 11:28 AM UTC
Life happened to me
As I listened to etudes
And read philosophy
As I smoked
A few cigarettes m
And ate a lot of rice
As my beard turned grey and
my hair had to be dyed black
As my love matured
and i matured with it
And
I let it happen to me
Nov 2, 2021
Nov 2, 2021 at 11:19 AM UTC
Talk not of people how very sane;
They tear and burn, they droop inflame
Figure not how soon, they drift away
They were not yours, they go astray
How fine the fickle minded brain !
It tickles, turns and rocks and rains
Inferring merely in whims and charms
Reckoning unknowing at a single disarm
Misfired flames that bring to ruins
The gentle laughter into heckled fumes
Fuming rage that never could ****
Yet, had enough to sincerely reveal
Displaced prejudice or hurtful losses
Not the flower, that I knew apostle
Sincere my wishes, apologies true
I beg, conclude and give in to you
Apr 1, 2021
Apr 1, 2021 at 11:06 PM UTC
I long to stand a moment more, to
Bask in spring time summer’s cove
For I am cold~ the skin turns pale
Such chills I feel, it grows in scale
Till evening come to rescue mine
Light off me beam, I burn to shine
Been dark enough, it does not die
Been drear enough, time to defy |
This paper boat you sail in hopes
Let currents take it up the slope
Why give it strength, let it just fly
How far can will (lone) carry thy?
Rest, O Passenger_ you shall not reign
Morning is nigh, this midnight wanes
And light so peers, but of what use?
This moonless night, you don’t refuse !
Take heart then in thus standing out~
There have been more, be on lookout
Find path where there have been none
Pathfinder, seeker ~ you just begun !
Apr 1, 2021
Apr 1, 2021 at 11:04 PM UTC
A loud mind
pierces all the calm
of the silent 4am
The angel of sleep
is on a sabbatical day
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 4:22 PM UTC
Where is my old childhood lost
A paradise it was in those fields
I long now for a untimed halt,
A way back to those reveries.
The Sun barely lightens up the soul,
It is, within me . .. winter freeze.
A sabrelight of foregone days strike,
A forlorn descent into insanity.
Optimism comes at a price, of course,
There is but not much to usurp.
Thus I sit in despair and toil _
Away to faraway runaway scenes.
Foreboding, apprehensive are the skies,
My thoughts, my muses .. only company.
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 10:22 PM UTC
My piano keys were meant to
click notes of an ethereal realm
Now, alas ..
They just tip tap on the laptop keyboard
at the whims of a nonsensical existence ..
Sigh !
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 6:24 AM UTC
I look at you .. your countenance and demeneour .. how one eyes follows the other and curls of your hair address this courtship unknowingly .. and at a gaze when all at once, my eyes brush off your glance, . hiding in plain sight, what our gentle nudges couldn't hide ..
You do not say .. in fear and worry for what might, I do not ask .. illusions of my habits overcomes.. and yet, we nurture that infinitesimally small fire .. hoping meekly in our hearts .. that something or some force would cater to our reconciliation .. but it never does.
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 9:51 AM UTC
There is a mist that seems flowing
Upon that which was once clear,
A fog of emotions glooming over
And a wretched, untethered fear.
A life lived but limitless, yet in
Pensive misgivings doomed.
And a life lived all too fully yet
In anxious unease consumed.
Is one single moment of Eureka
Be best a man could conquest?
Or a lord, or a lover.. say, together
Could one lifetime ever manifest ?
There are doubts in those living
A manual, never was .. on Life
Serendipitous journey, is it not then?
What an adventure, 'tis to be alive !
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 9:45 AM UTC