"nourisher" poems
Swirling morning mist, draws abstract patterns of love
moving sprightly, between golden rays of sun,
prattling breeze and other manifestations winter presents,
green grass on the meadow looks like a dew studded carpet
pussyfooting rabbits, lick dew drops in a hurry and run back
to the warmth of their burrows, to sleep for some more time.
Sun, the nourisher eternal of the world , don't hide anymore
come out, peep above the crowd of sleepy grey old clouds,
looking grumpy, ill mannered and winter arrogant to the core,
don't like their attitude a bit, come out blow your trumpet of warmth
make the drooping wet birds, dry, fly up to the sky with a happy cry
sing songs of joy, warm the hearts,drive the winter gloom out.
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 7:47 AM UTC
(Song for the Genteel Salesman Blocking My Path Each Time)
If only you knew.
Beneath blonde, rebonded locks
Curled extroverted lashes
Cemented titanium dioxide
Plastered patient breathless pores
Lips-wine-red
Nose elongated,
Dark strokes imprudent
Cleopatric windows to
Sadness of soul.
Maverick femininity in
Saccharine swan-like greeting
If only you knew.
Eden was perfect paradise
She who was crafted
Immaculately from your rib
She was your Soulmate
You were Beloved
Protector, keeper,
Nourisher of her being
If only you knew.
You are treasured by Him
Who fashioned you
Out of mud
Breathed life into your nostrils
From nothingness
You were imago dei.
You were anointed shepherd
Of all that lived
Moved; slid.
You were perfect
Majestic in Truth
You were imago dei
As you should have been
And can still be.
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 8:57 AM UTC
Bloom had a gravid heart last night
She could not relate but meditate with leaves up
Bloom received a thicket from the moon
While she froze in a posture of
‘a gift to be presented to ... but for whom?'
Fitted well in length on both of her parabolic curves
as if a newborn glume
a galaxy made of a wood flower
a heap which once a cycle blossomed
same color as the fragrance of a lover's desire
in a deepest clearing at the heart of hearts
at a holy spot where a ray shone
Just one night falling on one cycle
to awaken a moonflower
She sings the magic wood's tune
to matchmake destined lovers
living in such mirrored cycles
....
The golden bunch which she then gently grasped
until a fist would became its skin and pulsate
in mindful rhythm
reintegrating the nature of nodes within
reanimating the beat from and through the leaves
delivering health to All its unitless dimensions
The nourisher and the rejuvenated
the heart of joy
a flow
to find its way this way
along the equifying particles
on one smiling body
she dreamt of
....
Next morning I got up early
seeing the municipal cars aside
with stacks of healthy roots inside
all to be planted in a day
to grow trees
in front of her little house
and yes she could relate this time
first with bewildered eyes
then with bewildered mind
then with a breathing belly
then with a full heart
she smiled
....
She was a mystery studying facts only
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:52 AM UTC
Had I devoted my lifetime writing on her
I wouldn’t have gone far.
*The loveliest woman she’s calm and quiet
Endures the tantrums of a none-too-good poet
She speaks so little her eyes are oceans
Silent demonstrator of the deepest emotions!
She is hardly heard on her demands are hard
Her secret dreams get no fanciful word
Isn’t a wife a mother she is beyond and more
A balm of burned heart a smile at the door!
She is the evening in the deep summer noon
Quench of soul’s thirst mind’s melodious tune
The rain on parched earth scent of the soil
The priceless fruit best reward of God’s toil!
She is the harbinger of all aspirations’ seeds
The carer the giver the nourisher of needs
She stands where seems the end of the road
Makes a life full a home love’s abode!*
Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 6:43 AM UTC
Fortify this Amozanian square,
Wherith Baldheads are anguished,
No other place shall compare!!!!
Altered skin wearers,
Sleeve wearing tribesmen!!!
Amourostity don't leave me to far gone,
Showeth me love,
Showeth me loving kindness,
Shower me thy grain!!!
And thine finess....
Fruition comes suddenly,
Studdingly the airs wind stays chill,
Dead/lock exhibitions of fan fare latitude!!!!
A blonde chapter of northern affairs,
How changeable is ones man I can smile!!!
Defilement she hath seen,
Derider,
Non abider,
Doesn't fit on thine circuited scene...
What a guise to all wherin whom sleep!!!
Guardeth thy soul,
Their mind is of allotrope,
You'll whimper as they weepeth!!!!
Flourisher,
Nourisher of nutrientral push!!!
Snappish,
Irenic, lover of pre school books!!!!
Sorceries own solvent,
Dissolvent of surmise talk,
Your a new age Delilah thou fresh smelling mucosa you!!!!!
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
sorbid and incomplete thee
morbid and burried me
she gave birth
and is
consistent
nourisher of me
she devote herself
and her life
only to care
idiotic me
how i thank her
as she is the
only reason
hence i survive in me
Happy Mothers Day
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 4:01 AM UTC
Fortify this amazonian square,
Wherein Baldheads are anguished,
No other place can compare!!!
Amorosity, dont leaveth me to far gone,
Showeth me love,
Showeth me loving kindness,
Showeth me thine grain,
Showeth me thy fineness!!!
Fruition cometh suddenly,
Stunningly the air's wind stays chill,
Deadlock exhibitions of fan fare latitude!!!
A blade chapter of northern affair's,
How changeable is her manikin smile!!
Defilement she hath seen,
Derider,
Non abider,
Doesn't fit thy circuit scene!!!
What a dream to all whoso sleep,
Guard thy soul,
Her mind is gold,
Youll whimper as she weeps!!!
Flourisher,
Nourisher of nutriential push,
Snappish,
Pacifist,
Lover of pre schooled books!!!!
Sorceries own solvent!!!!
Dissolvent of surmise talk!!!
Your a new age Delilah thou fresh smelling pedal thou!!!!
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC
The harshness of mental illness,
Who's the soul's hidden polisher,
And the soul's hidden nourisher,
Rewards with Faith and steadiness.
Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 8:47 AM UTC
In the name of God, I rise and soar,
O’ Lord of mercy, I seek Your door.
In royal nectar, Your light I sip,
Guiding my heart with every dip.
O’ Sustainer of souls, O’ Source of grace,
I answer Your call, to run my race.
Through fields of bloom, my wings take flight,
In Your name, I embrace the light.
O’ Most Merciful, O’ Compassionate One,
In Your love, my fears come undone.
With every beat, I feel Your hand,
Guiding my hive at Your command.
O’ Creator of bee and bloom,
In Your garden, there’s no gloom.
Grant me wisdom, pure and clear,
To lead with love, and not with fear.
In Your name, I hum and glide,
A queen, yet humble, by Your side.
With every drop, I find my power,
A gift from You, my sacred flower.
With every beat, my wings unfold,
In unity, our story told.
We serve in love, we share in prayer,
Our hearts entwined, Your mercy there.
O’ Nourisher, O’ Keeper of light,
Guide me through the day and night.
Let justice reign and mercy flow,
As through Your wisdom, we gently grow.
O’ Source of sweetness, pure and deep,
In Your embrace, we wake from sleep.
A thousand hearts, a thousand lives,
Together in Your mercy thrives.
Let my reign be kind, with wisdom bright,
Reflecting stars that shine so light.
In every flutter, in every prayer,
I am Your servant, everywhere.
In the name of God, I soar and sing,
A queen, a bee, on golden wing.
Humbly I serve, in love and trust,
In You alone, I place my trust.
Jan 4, 2025
Jan 4, 2025 at 10:03 PM UTC
The smells of frankincense and myrrh made holy the air...
As white flames with smoke veiled the deity...
The one priest with folded hands and bowed head...
Offered his obeisance to the one he had always thought of as his own... his one Lord God!
Far away in an unknown land...
Another man was counting the beads of his rosary...
Singing hymns in praise of the One...
His protector and nourisher... His one Almighty God!
Yet when night took over the day...And the two men prepared for slumber...
The universal One sang the same cosmic lullaby:
"My children under one roof...!"
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC