Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit: Favorites

Apr 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

CA Guilfoyle

When you were a child, skies went on forever
golden light, your heart - of fiery field
with a toy gun to shoot the falling stars
from heaven

Once I saw a funeral march
walking slow as fog, gray sorrow made it's way
with flowers, and faces cried like rain
and stayed with me, all the day

When I was a child, death was foreign
mysterious as plague and strange
on wintry wings it seemed to come
- never calling your name

In those days and dreams of ocean birds
with songs of love, you swam to the warming sun

Today outside your window
a tiny bird sings
to the solemn dawn
unaware that you have gone
just like all the golden flowers
of yesterday and tomorrow

commentary on the loss of my Father

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Pull Your Halo Down

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Anon C

Pull Your Halo Down

I know you don't wish to come
where the spirits fly and we all let go
I know you don't wish to come
but I will take you there
pull you from your cloud so high
where the wind whispers tragedies
I know you don't wish to come
but not to see is a travesty

won't you please come with me
take my hand
one day you'll see
it was worth it all in the end
when you finally let love descend

It's beautiful here where the sky meets the sea
even blades of grass muster a smile
I know you don't wish to come
but I will take you there
from this view you'll never wish to flee
let me take you down for a while
I know you don't wish to come
but you'll finally see the sun

won't you please come with me
take my hand
one day you'll see
it was worth it all in the end
when you finally let love descend

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Numb

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Anon C

Numb

Tear drops on tin foil
pouring down slick silver oil
every surface bleeds, razor blade paper cut
over time the blood turns to rust
the girl who once felt love will be dying all alone
the tears once dried now turned to stone
the sun disappeared, clouds cascade down as the beast devours
cold and empty in the final hour
gouged from soul, heart, then life
now a disease from which to cringe
she became a corpse by example
how to ignore dreams and succumb

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Ghost

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Anon C

Ghost

The piece of me that isn't dead cares
that piece is what will always make you aware
as my ghost becomes numb in the shadowy corner chair

in the dark, sweet darkness
you left me there to wane
in the dark, sweet darkness
so darkness I became

I hear a passionate song
but I'm a ghost my passions long been gone
an apparition, I haunted you, you'd had it in for me all along

in the dark, sweet darkness
you left me there to wane
in the dark, sweet darkness
so darkness I became

you can't make amends with a ghost
all I had to offer was all you hated most
if you ever want a tall flask of cold, black coffee I'll be your host

In the dark, sweet darkness
you left me there to wane
in the dark, sweet darkness
so darkness I became

as it swallowed me whole
and lay out my shame

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Thank you Angel!

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

shaqila

Thank you Angel!

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

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Dead End

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Anon C

Dead End

A rock in a sandpaper throat
difficult to choke, impossible to swallow
obsession had outlived love
dreams too large for tiny arms
and ashes were left where she treads
tears fill one eye as the other stays dry
love prevailed in cold bloodshed
drifting away another vague memory once so powerful
'twas a dream from which to be awoke
the moon turned red and her twisted silhouette devoured the sky
the ocean transformed to venom as her warm breath met the sea
a fiberglass vial, the poison, the pain, the nothing of a dead ghost
leap off the precipice, one might likely fly given the right mind
only the doubtful would cry
only the uncertain would kneel down in remorse and give in to the unknown
her last heartbeat didn't make a sound
exemplifying her lifeless soul
burying her dead thoughts

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Cape perpetua

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

CA Guilfoyle

Cape perpetua

I could write messages to the sky
climbing to the top of this summer mountain
digitalis pink, swirling sweet with bees
this place, tangled all in green

At the overlook, I am with trees
windward hanging on, dream
to fly away, a seabird ocean soaring
my mind of paper kite, adrift
through clouds of sky

Smell of moss and cedar
release of incense
in the warming sun
footsteps, fragrance
soaking deep
within

This must be Eden's
color of azure water
glinting flecks of sun
transforming turquoise blue
that my reflections go
diving in

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

The Cycle.

Mar 2014 Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

Feather Nicole

The Cycle.

I wont change my dream for a dime, i wont change my mind for time, this life is mine.
And ours.
And this earth is hers, forever aloof, forever anew, but always still.
The chill of the unknown.
The breeze from below. From above. To above to the stars this world is ours.
Or is it not? Have we forgot?
I am, and you are, and we be.
To the sea and in the trees, forever we be
In this world, of this world, of this concept we call life.
To be ended by the knife.
Or has it begun?
Have we won?
Only time can tell. Only once told to be told.
For i will hold you in my arms
Till there is no more harm.
Armed with only words,
Only fragments of thought to be forgot,
I will hold you till we are not.