PRECIOUS POEMS - Hello Poetry

Apr 2017

Harley Hucof

The heart of the Lizard King beats with every note
It speaks of a strange tongue and a banned tone

A vision of the future and past incarnations
A trip to the edges of creation

The Lizard King smiles, but it knows him not
He cries but the tears refuses to drop

18th generations of a pure blood race
The Lizard King offers the last chance to escape

Words of a lost soul that won't breed
Pain, pleasure and desires till the Lizard King fals asleep

Words Of Harfouchism

#thedoors #jim #morrison #music #lizard #king #ecstasy

Apr 2017

Harley Hucof

The Rare Strain (pt 2)

In the inner margin of time and space
I conquered the spiritual illusion of Gods and race

My tears spoke of a blind purpose
Of a false wisdom and corrupted conscious

I rebeled agaisnt my prophet and prophetess
For we are nothing but nature's sons and daughters

I love this place across the water, the mysticated river
The place beyond existence, the place of shivers

In the outter margin i shall forever fall
Life is a mystery, and mystery is a waterfall

Words Of Harfouchism

Apr 2017

Harley Hucof

High Psych

To the sound of your strings i fade and disintegrate
To the touch of your keys i disolve and evaporate

I merge into the wild tone of my incarnation
Liberating myself from the lost echo of my incarceration

Your dark notes nurture my sole existence
Because
Light corrupt the night in the realm of my subsistence

Words Of Harfouchism

#music #astralprojection

Apr 2017

Born

never give up

At some point
I had to be an immortal
that's the thought I created
that's the heaven I loved

stresses of life never ends
we all want a good future
we all have dreams
if your strong
you keep going

I've kept and still keep going
and I still insist
that years are lessons

be daring
open your wings and fly
its gonna hurt a little
nothing comes easy

Apr 2017

betterdays

puddle

when one
waddles
through
puddles
one often
gets wet
from
the feet up
then one may
get upset

yet if one
takes to water
like the duck
should not
the wet feet
from waddling
be akin to it's back
water free falling
and feet unstuck

if unducklike
you be
avoiding
the puddles
of life
may well
be the key
to a life
of dry feet
and a smiling
phsyche

Napowrimo 2017 has begun....the first prompt...A Kay Ryan (esque) poem...
for more info see http://www.napowrimo.net/

#napowrimo2017bd

Mar 2017

Pradip Chattopadhyay

The Astronomer

He lies flat on the rooftop
looking at the stars.

Useless worlds birthing and dying
he muses
the colossal magnificence of waste

if atrophy is the verdict
why create a complex web of universe
just because someone from an island
would stare at them
in awe of the beauty
seeking a key to the riddle
himself a grain of dust
lost in reading the firmament
and not grasping
of what significance
he is
within his shrinking space and time
in an expanding universe.

Mar 2017

Mike Hauser

~Old Glory~

Though the red has bled

At times into the white

And the stars have spangled

Oft into the night

The waving of her glory

To this day bravely flies

With all the strength afforded

Under freedom's sun drenched skies

God bless America

Mar 2017

Debanjana Saha

Boundless friendship

We are friends and I don't remember from when,
Our time, places are not the same,
You in the past and I in the future
to build a lovely present.
You and I feel like same
You are precious making me smile now and then,
We are now not alone anymore
We have our thoughts, opinions, moments in life to be shared all along,
We are but a journey which I never wanna miss,
We are but tiny pieces in this space of time with high aspirations to be fulfilled,
We are but brimming of sensations walking past the nature seeking ourselves from this far off world.

It is dedicated to one of my new friend whom I have never met but she is so adorably special to me.