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Sometimes

Questions clog the air
Suffocating hard truths

While

Silences waits for you
To be ready to speak your mind
(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.
Forward: from the victims perspective.
Backward: from the murderers perspective.

This TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE
we were lying down on the grass,
watching the beauty of the sky;
she had her eyes on the stars,
i had my eyes on my world
Now I reached the lands again,
Still dazzled and confused I was,
From the encounter with an Angel,
Oh how she had filled my twilight,
Unable to forget her divinely touch.

Magical touch had enchanted me,
Able to recall it from the voyage,
I stumbled when disembarking,
Oh it was the first time for me,
My thoughts would last along.

After so many days at the sea,
I planned of bathing properly,
Her illusion tricked me thereto,
Oh how her traces remained on,
Facing mirror, I stood perplexed.

Still unable to accept the reality,
I longed for that night to repeat,
Heart beats Angel in each beat,
Life staged a drama too crazy,
Unwilling to take the reality.

My body carries the vestiges,
I turn crazier with each bath,
Her lips' traces keep appearing,
Driving me mad is her memory,
God! Bring her to life once more.

I had my powers as a commodore,
I sent for the captain of my ship,
"What bothers you, commodore,"
And so he asked of me kindly,
Then I told him of her traces.

Smiling he told me yet again,
"I had told you to get married,"
I agreed this time and nodded,
"Alright, search for me a bride,"
Going outside, he smiled plainly.
To everyone I recommend reading the first part firstly at the following link http://hellopoetry.com/poem/265976/angel/ so that you may relate to this one better.

On my fellow poets' suggestions, I continued the story of the sailor who had encountered the Angel-Mermaid.

End of part 2/7 of the 'Angel?' saga.

To be continued...

Read 'Angel?' saga part 3/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1154639/angel-surely/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 4/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1166821/angel-illusion/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 5/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1170623/angel-not-again/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 6/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1179276/angel-forever/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 7/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1182887/angel-ultimately/

My HP Poem #766
©Atul Kaushal
Come, end all distances,
I wish you to share me with myself,
Peek into me a little bit
What I am**...
With the colour (ink) of flowers
And the pen of my heart, I find You written daily (in my thoughts)
In what way, should I describe to You
How You are constantly there in my memories
I sleep with dreams about You
And I wake up with Your memories
I remain entangled in Your thoughts
Just like a bead is tied in a string

Our love is as pure as clouds, lightning, sandalwood and water
We’ll have to take births, again and again for the sake of our love
Our love is so flawless & sweet
We’ll have to take births, again and again for the sake of our love


You're like the music of my breath, the strings of my heartbeats
And the songs of my
In the streets of my mind, which is constantly blossoming
You’re that flower bud with a refreshing fragrance
May it be a short journey or a long one
May it be a lonesome place or a crowded fair
Whenever I remember You, my heart becomes
Lonesome even if I’m in a crowd

Our love is as pure as clouds, lightning, sandalwood and water
We’ll have to take births, again and again for the sake of our love
Our love is so flawless & sweet
We’ll have to take births, again and again for the sake of our love


May it be East Or West, North Or South
I see Your smiling face everywhere
As much as I go far from
You seem that much closer to me
The storms stopped me, the waters bothered me
And the people mocked me
Despite all, keeping Your image in my mind
I kept going on in search for You

**Our love is as pure as clouds, lightning, sandalwood and water
We’ll have to take births, again and again for the sake of our love
Our love is so flawless & sweet
We’ll have to take births, again and again for the sake of our love
Over and over again
Over and over again
It's dedicated to Atul 'Drona' Kaushal...:-)
It's the translation of a bollywood song, one of my favourites
I don't remember, any more,
The exact shape of your hands
As I held them in mine,
Caressed them,
Memorized the length of your fingers,
The depth of your calluses.

I don't remember, any more,
Exactly your height, how much
Taller than me
You were, where
My head rested on your chest
When you held me tightly close.

I don't remember, any more,
Your scent, when we lay together
Creating our own
Magic rhythm,
Matching our heartbeats as we
Touched the sky, together.

I don't remember, any more,
The sound of your voice, calling
My name as though
It were a song
Within itself, a precious treasure
You valued with all your being.

And I don't remember, any more,
The color of your eyes, the shape
Of your lips,
Only...
How your eyes crinkled at the corners
And your laugh, as you told me,

"I love you."
Copyright by Ash L. Bennett, 2011
 Feb 2014 The Transient Poet
Guss
Vexed by the dots that are strewn above the clouds.
My intense gaze fixed upon the moon
and the mystery it shrouds.
As my observance leaves home freedom is found.
Invigorating.
Beats of a cosmic drum,
binding strength to my essence,
keep my flight in animation.
The beads of cosmic spring,
trickle the length of my lips
and I dance across the space between each star.

Laughing and crying
and learning the truth of it all,
and seeing the probabilities.
This was my lasting message
as I couldn’t fly forever,
be at one with your planet
for the bounty of nature
is endless,
and our lasting possibilities
simply rely on that.
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