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Tree rings, circling
spiraling to the sky
branches reach, cloudy entwined
summer swirling, silently
blossoms on the ground
tiny seeds planted
soft the rain seeps
without a sound

Leaves sway, decay
lay in the cold
all their days turn to dust
gone the reddest golds

Skies of white
awash in winter's grey
with warming light, snowflake
patterns will run and trickle in
the sun

days born of velvet green
layered buds, jeweled petals, encased within
resplendent colored fragrance
waiting in the wings
and so begins life's
sacred circling
again
The thing is, I always forget what it was I had realized after I realized it.  
That sentence is how it feels.
Like my mind doesn't really want an answer.
Like it gave up on looking for one so long ago, at least consciously.

There always remains a passive creep towards...
Something.
It's just YOU.
Well then, who might You be?  

I'm YOU.
Three letter words with Special Capitalization Patterns remind You of God.
Fill Your head with GOD.
GOD.

For those who believe in God, they say, GOD exists.
What then of Me, rendered slowly and inevitably Fat With Disbelief?
I am the milk in a bottle in a small town in Texas.
I am the taste of nine-volt batteries.

Watch ME shadow the Sun.
 Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten
shaqila
The angel moves stealth-like
Appearing as summoned
Here and there to help
Look out, he could be watching
Making sure the nightmare monsters are held at bay

I have an angel watching me
Day and night
His work does not cease
Amazed at the honor
Of having you around me
Just wishing to touch and feel your feathery body
I can't stop thinking
About you.
My mind is cluttered

Your dark as day tresses
Your sweet-supple-spicy lips
The way your eyes turn from brown to blue in seconds
Whenever I have a single moment of self doubt

I can hear you, feel you
The raspy highs and lows
Your smooth callous caress
How you're both small and giant all at once
Squeezing me in your tender arms

And you know everything
How a ***** kitchen angers and frustrates me
But my room is messy as ****
And the litter hasn't been changed in a week
You won't know how you understand a girl
Who never understood herself

Yet, I can't see you
Like that dark winter night freshman year
You're an image I can't fully grasp
I swear I'm looking everywhere
The picture was always fuzzy

I don't know if I'll meet you
My faraway fading future memory
Until we meet again
My sweet
My dear
My love
Boys and girls
Let's talk about
your favourite food,
places and
things

I'm going to record a video now
Look at the camera
and speak
3...2...1

Silence.

One pulls a funny face
The other hides - too shy
All giggle

"I'm ready to say something,"
she exclaims

"I saw my parents having a big fight last night,"

Silence.

She gleams
I cringe - a little
All giggle
Inspiration taken from my first batch of students.
He found a boundless sea inside  a diamond,
she keeps close to her soul, love pulsates in that ruby precious.
She wears an all -knowing smile, so ravishing,
when he gazes in to it, through her clear blue eyes.

He has seen memories that  quietly rest in her hive,
come searching for him, honeybees seeking the drops,
sweetness of the past inebriating at any time later.


We are wishes perennial of the people of yore,
who never ceased to love us
even after leaving the earth, for realms higher
echoes we are, from labyrinths of time
relayed from the timeless realm,
that appears after counting every universe existing there.
I've felt these chills
I've felt these aches
I've felt the burning
And I shake
For I've never felt this
All at once
So suddenly
So brutally
Incomprehensible
The trauma by body has endured
The sleepless nights and
Thousands of pills
And dreams of blood and spite
So here I sit in the light of a
Broken chandelier
With my esophagus burning
And my stomach churning
And my head pounding
Pounding like a heavy lock on an
Expensive door
An expensive door to an
Enormous house
Where no one can hear my screams
My moans
My "I can't do this"s and my
Shrieks of angst
And for what
For what
For love?
For happiness?
For purpose?
I haven't smiled in five years
And I can't recollect a pleasant day
A day when nothing mattered
A day when a day was just a day
But here my stomach cries again
And again the gurgles and cracking
And the unfathomable pain
But it's not unfathomable
Because I've felt it all before
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