#recall poems on Hello Poetry

being of sound mind and body
I must write of the days when I was slightly ******
when I would disappear into the shadows
with headphones
Dark Side of the Moon
or I Robot taking me on journeys
only I could take
my room the isolation tank
Altered States
my mind the well that echoed within
sitar vibrations of an unspoken thought
dreams the night before realized in a wave
of painted sound
when the consciousness of awake and the boundless landscape of sleep
fused with the lost chord
one was as close as one could be to God
on this plane

#memories #recall #honesty #life

A Simillacrum Feb 2019

Tape & Twine

Knowing what I know today,
I'm torn between honesty,
and never saying anything.

Pulling from my memory,
I recall expression
as a natural efficacy
of mine.

Fill me with love again,
love as the willingness
to speak as easily as
I can accept my errs.

Knowing what I know today,
I'm torn between standing out
and fitting into the crowd.

My slightly younger self,
saw my much younger self,
thought, my far future self
wouldn't have the gall.

My slightly younger self,
saw my much younger self,
thought, my far future self
wouldn't have the gall.

I'm torn between standing out
and fitting in, and surprise,
I did say it again.

#tape #and #gag #times #recall #expression #speak #passion

Star BG Feb 2019

Do You

Do you remember when time stood still,
and inner child was front and center?
Where hours didn't exist in playgrounds sand
and voice sang in freedom daily even off key.

Do you recall when dreams carried breath,
and self danced alone with morning birds?
Where smiles came easy
and worry alluded present moments.

Do you remember when mother came
reaching to hug and sooth all wounds?
Where life seemed simple
inside fun and games.

I recall it all and pass the ball to you
to celebrate life and
it’s gift inside all phases of expansion.

Inspired by Pagan Paul a grand writer. Thank you

#remember #recall #life

Badshah Khan Feb 2019

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 30

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 30

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Genuinely am I worthy?

As a divine being?

No, I am unworthy.

But when I fondly recall you,

And chant your name Oh My Beloved’

I undoubtedly remain worthful,

More than divine being and Soul,

As my noble heart and regal soul carefully restored,

With your Divine love Oh My Beloved!

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)

#rubayiat #genuinely #worthy #being #recall #unworthy #soul #restored