The alarming realm of the vertical,
so immence a hue – a blue
of such majesty that wonder
comes over all.

The magical universe of color –
linear filigrees of tone sheened
on unlikely surfaces : clandestine
rose and violet, a shout of crimson,
a whisper of pastel.

Sun-honeyed pine trees,
wind-silver rumpling of fields
falling into manes of lustre,
galleries of varying shades
fading into each other,
mirroring a marriage
of likenesses, mauve
through cerulean.

Tinted pavilions of firmament
overhung with luminescense
where mind is lost in the
amazement of impermance .

oh what a darkness of consistency
grows around this silence
that of a lonely sentence
fallen to earth by itself
offering hesitated thought
that which conceives, yet conceals
a deep misery
an unhappiness that blinds the eyes
that does in its silence circle like poisoned incense
around a badly carved pentangle
squeezing tears from the corners of clenched eyes
forming a violent trembling
from neck to ankles
its silent translation a feeeling
of immence tension vibrating through the body
Ah, this fallen silence
is the beauty that Isaw, I see
the change incredible that brings
this silenece to me rather that someone else
where bliss does come down
and envelope in a mist of passionate lips embrace
imersining itself in a liberating tumultious emotonal experiance
resurfing as internsified passion
intricate in its dipiction
dazzling in its dencely textured matrex
of intimacy in its silence; its fallen silence
the silence of a kiss
that kiss
his kiss
my first kiss with another boy

Once upon a time there lived a child
This child had a name, william as his mother has it written
Well this child, much like the winds of the arabian desert, was alone, in a vast land, drifting his way through life, without purpose, and at every corner, there was always someone there, who didnt care about him, who taunted and teased him as though he was a goldfish stuck in a tank, well this child, william, began to lose hope in the end, he turned to bad people who influenced him to do bad things and learn bad skills, william, naive as he was, thought that those people loved him, he was wrong, in only the short span of a year william grew from a lonely boy, to a bad man, at least thats how he saw himself, until one day...this boy drifted around the corner once more with a look of greed in his eyes and saw a beautiful angel, he teased the angel as he saw fit to do by denying her chance to kiss him, pulling away at the last second and making out her romantics to be nothing more than a teenage lust brought on by simple hormones and such of that nature, but...little did he know...this girl had suffered a similar fate at youth as one he had been accustomed to, and she looked at him with unwandering eyes and a sympathy that the boy had never seen before in his life, she showed him kindness that he had never experianced from anybody in his whole life, she, this beautiful angel, with the same hardships and characteristics as he, proposed ice cream, roller skating,  simple,fun things, that made him feel like a child...she looked at him and what she saw was not a bad person in disguise trying to rip apart the world one broken heart at a time, she saw a young child blossoming into a young man right before her very eyes, and she kissed him, and he kissed her...fireworks, a match made in heaven, the boy had never felt love as great as the love he expressed in her company...and he lost the bad guy that was a parasite on his life...and that caused trouble...when he tryed to break up with a girlfriend...a couple actually...there was no truly bad man left in him to break the hearts of 2 young ladys that were a blotch on his perfect white shirt of a life...and even through this difficult task...even through the lies that this young individual weaved, the betrayal, the immence regret...she, the beautiful angel, although heartbroken, stuck by his side, helped him to end it with 2 ladies he didnt have the heart to be rid of, and she held him in her arms, and they cried together, and they loved together...and all of that passed nearly from their memory...but he could never forget, and he will be making it up to her with his eternal love forever, but not because he feels obligated, but because he loves her and he always will, and now that she is going through something in her life, that he cannot help with, he can do nothing but feel helpless...and continue loving her, no matter what

Because she is the only one who has ever loved him for who he really is...for the man he was born as, and so that cuncludes this story, i cant say they lived happily ever after, because honestly, i dont know that they did or that they will, all i know is...he is going to try...i am...going to get her back...because she is the only girl who has ever or will ever understand me and truely love me

How many nightingales should die to make you smile?
The first and the last icon I see when I close my eyes
The reflection of my desire has the taste of hell
I tried hard to neglect it but it became my fate

She… a swan flying free in the never-ending sky
See… somewhere deep within her abides happiness, joy, laughter and love
See… my shards carried by the wind, nothing remained
And she was gifted with immence grace…

I, in a reverie state, walking on a road heading to nowhere
I, confused and lifeless, a ghost, a haunted mind
A breached soul, I, full of expectation,
And I hope to meet…
Those eyes that pleasantly remained in my thought,
Those perfectly shaped shades,
Those ebony marbles that tint my lament
I shall never forget

The hole would be immence
But he had to do it
He had to leave
Tears filled his soul at the thought of not being with her
How could he tell her
His heart cracked and splintered
It was unbearable
How could he break her heart
How could he break that bond
Love does not describe his feelings
But he has to go
Bullets and sands call

And duty has no mercy

And then 10 was over

So they pressed reset

BANG!!

Immence density explodes with literaly
all the energy there ever was

And all the energy there ever will be
(for this cycle)

11 blazes through the emptiness and ions

The mind boggling speed
at which it bursts is immeasurable

Flowers grow
Miracles happen
(carefully planned out devious ******* miracles)

But love and hope has sparked its own consciousness

Here
In this creation

And this is the cycle where
love claims fears machine

This is cycle 11

This time we will be the ones
who reboot the system

Replacing their Fear cycle
with our Love cycle

Each pass through our awareness grows

Will we get it right this time?

It won't be easy
After all it is they're program

But programs can be hacked

They must obey their own laws of time
Surely

They might know what our future holds
inside these ones and zeros

But they must still abide by
their own laws of the unknown
Must'nt they?

11 will be the love glitch
that blows their fear power supy

And if it's not
We must leave clues for number 12

Augment  into abstract view
For verily I say unto you
your intentions
Are merely inventions
Meant to be mentioned
And within each conversation
Is underlieing back bitting
Your path  froward is shorter than the one behind you
And repercussion is multiplied
With compound interest  
Its eminent
The recompense immence
Since you want to pretend
you don't know this
Frolic on the gallo's
Knowing what you say
You hear I do.
Is not germain to what pertains to you . .
My business
Believe me,it's so not cooth,
And shall  not behoove you
to be a monger of untruths.
Your public attempts making amends...is just disgusting
Furthermore fake
For humanity sake
I try to wipe the slate blank
Sometimes I regret saying I forgive and forget cause the minute I do
The script is flipt
Suddenly the faulty things done deliberately ,
Are done by me ?
To you?
Blood boiling cringe worthy
Insanity
As if the first cut wasn't enough
No you feel the need to send me to oblivion
Bend reality convince everyone
I'm the one .  
No ..... I'm not this !
And even though,
I know you and your tactics
Even so I still get ****** .
And people who know me
Telling me they don't think it's cool of me keep bringing it up..
Wow  !
*** is really going on ...
Now I'm not gonna do what you think I'm gonna do ....
What your trying to make do
And freak the .... out
Let's just talk it out
And discuss events
With evidence
In dissolution I lie,
With  myself .
With you there is no solution
You want absolution without admission.
And from me .
In addition my submission?
Absolve you from where?
Here ?
Preponderance !
I say tactfully
Prior to your entrance .
In fact I was there.
Feeling rather content.
And then  in with you came
The rain of condescension,
Apparently this is you
And I brimming the drain..
Resolve not to devolve in your game.    
To self elevate by means
Of falsely delegating blame?
Your words picked so precisely
***** concisely my known injuries ,
Quite elegant I might add
And yet have not a clue
what you say and about who
Just as sweetly and swiftly
Betray you
Backed with slinging shame,
In little pieces with perfect company,
Things which at the time seem
to petty argue.
No I would rather stay down here.
Because my dear .
I can see you are too high and
Mighty
And have instilled in me a fear of heights
And more severe is
The fear of staying up there with you
I might become someone like you.
I wish I could say farewell
But the hell of it is
I still love you inspite of what you do.
And probably painfully will till
The day I die.!

Do you ever see me
in your starry nights,
just after the street noise dies
amongst the many dimming lights
and all that you feel is this quietness
Perhaps that quiet is me
wrapping you in a blanket of peace
or that sudden breeze
in the shivering leaves,
that could be me kissing your cheeks
In the sky immence
and on your darkest of nights
that shimmering star
behind the dimming street lights
high up in the sky
is me
There are no miles
or oceans or obstacles between us
that can keep me from lighting your path;
just look for me in your starry nights
That shimmering star is me

~ Priya 🕉 Feb 20, 22

The heart's fragile beat
And this world's haunting bleat
Harsh as they say, but don't cheat
Screaming for help without treat

In recant of times, nothing makes sense
Vacants and holes that's too immence
Full and always filled nothing but dense
Seeking for guidance but feeling penitence

All doesn't rhyme, bad and worse
But everything will do if it's with hers
Come and assert, this heart called yours
Hoping you do, first and no blurs