Sa Sa Ra: Favorites

among the ashes, as you rise you savage, just on a harmonica's twang.
tell what you saw in the future
what Ga you saw in the eyes,
just to show
what you really keep.
Lusting heart, loving part,
come away with me.

paying the street with coins, money man.
broken dollar bills will not due.
the Whole is needed the half won't pass,
this ride is always for free.

don't burn a hole in your smile,
with nicotine in your lips.

eat up you'll need the strength,
we dance tomorrow.

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

The face of truth

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

K Balachandran

The face of truth

The morning, milky white,
was dripping from sky to earth,
like desert sands, it extends
beyond my mind.
White flows like benediction
of the cosmos, I tell myself,
is it real or the illusion mind creates?
I swim to the depths,
an emerald cave, so familiar
in many lives, comes to sight,
I take the sword kept there
from its sheath, and dive up
cut the chain of illusion with it.
The white blood of silence
gush and spread everywhere,
I gaze at the face of truth
hidden by golden leaves*
till the moment before.

*"Leaves of gold cover the face of truth. Please remove Oh! ultimate, for me to see the truth of Dharma"
(15th mantra of Ishavasya Upanishad)

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

Waiting Bus

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

FictionisReal

Waiting Bus

I stand in Memphis* thinking of what IFs in a cage so
I could maybe grab wildly at one that couldve been
true like IF we shared shared the same name No
I'm not the one trying to persuade you in a lifestyle
thought we both practiced I've been waiting
at this bus stop with two tickets forever maybe its
a definite possibility if you'd accept
Just step up those steps holding
bags instead sorry faces that just dismiss just make it all
I need to hear shoes holding the bus driver's gaze
run run run His key turns
Don't leave me here standing next
to the drink machine like on the day I meet you short for change
you were So I stand in Memphis waiting for you to get on the
bus thinking of a life we coulda had
the first time
we stopped being secret lovers in closets our parents never
thought to peak in only IF you left their doubts
with the stuff you didn't pack Im losing this argument
on the phone why we did all this? don't tell me Apologizes
this was a wasted last check at the local Mart Their
doubts filling your destiny as you utter words I knew
you were capable of saying
to tell me you're never going
I accepted it all in Cali that you
had already straightened out in Memphis
so I left for Cali after Georgia so you couldn't ever find me
when **regret set in

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

Too Much

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

Michelle S

Too Much

There are times that I realize I am
Passion embodied behind a face that
Trembles with restlessness and
Passive Aggressive contemplation
About everything life could be if only
I was able to make it like I make everything else

The thing about life however is that there
Are Other People involved and
The thing about this (too) much Passion is that
It scares Other People but
I guess that explains the Passive Aggression
And why I'm scared to bare it all.

Inspired by the frustrations of always having so much to say,
but being held back by fear from prior failures and experiences...
Not to mention some personal anxiety problems.

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

Roost

Nov 2012 Sa Sa Ra

topaz oreilly

Roost

stet and stumble,
both wavering excuses.
I never meant to re impose,
the scars you carried
as you set out with your new retinue,
denounce in lieu of reclamation
if you wish.