"siver" poems
København.
Jeg elsker dine lyse nætter.
Det rødlige skær der siver ind mellem gardinerne når jeg slukker mit lys.
Biler der kører forbi, sirener i det fjerne og lyden af folks liv der passerer mine vinduer.
jeg sidder i et lyst mørke og tænker
det her er mit hjem
jeg vil aldrig hjem igen
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
The spider, in many hues rules.
But I never could understand
The complete operational rules.
Still I have
Unflinching faith,like no other
On the spider, that it knows
The rules of transactions inside out.
I am in the web of a clan of
Spiders, day in and day out.
I just lie supine in comfort
And let my song bird fly high
In the sky blue oblivion
Of my mind, listening to
The singing of the bard of
The absolute, transcending limits.
I am more and more lured
in to his cave where light is present
By its physical absence.More and more
An innerbeing after substence
In the company of this siver luminous.
She comes alive, fire risen from smoke,
Her red hot eyes capture my truth quick!
The spider sitting on top of me
And working on me with
Her oceanic mind that seethes
Agile vaginal muscles, I picture
Is still reading "Every Women"1
From memory; I just feel it
as each of the steps to the
thousand petelled lotus is
left behind one by one.
My silver spider
who flies with me from
the conjoined base of
"Mooladhara"2 at the ****
If she is the fire, I am the sky.
Hear the silver bell she rings,
In mind's eye I see how her
Silver strips gleam, wet with sweat.
As we step out to the garden path
The green spiders of thick foliages
Waved at us.Golden spider of the sky
Hanging low beamed at us.
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 3:57 AM UTC
Jeg ved ikke om jeg vil farve mit hår lilla, eller om jeg vil stoppe det "os" som lige er blevet vores.
Jeg kender ikke til andres følelser, men vader rundt i mine egne, i et mislykket forsøg på at finde ud af hvem jeg er.
Da jeg var barn græd jeg over at ingen ville være sammen med mig, nu løber tårene ned af kinderne fordi jeg ikke ved hvem jeg skal vælge.
Min krop er under vandet, men ikke vandtæt. Mit hoved er i skyerne, men det har højdeskræk.
Selv når jeg finder ro, er det svært at give slip, for når en slipstrøm af tanker siver ud, arbejder det hele på højtryk.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
Vandet flød langsomt
Ned i hullet
Væk fra mig
Efterlod min krop
Nøgen og kold
Ligesom du
Der varmede hele mit legeme med
Din kærlighed
Og nu siver du
Ud
Og jeg er alene
Nøgen og kold
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 1:57 PM UTC
Ivrighed efter indbegrebet af intelligens
bestræber de erhverv, som normalt var mænds
Vinter, forår, Sommer, efterår, endnu vinter
sprit, sprog, regression igennem sindets filter
Tid siver igennem som var det vand
men vand kommer igen, hvad tid jo ikke kan
Onomatepoetikon
hmmm... aflæses i sindets lektikon
Lidt for meget at nå
lidt for ekstremt at formå
Lidt for mange dage af de grå
lidt for få af de blå
Lidt for lange gange at begå
lidt for lidt søvn til at stå
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Udmattelse er en del af at leve
Vil nogle dele?
jeg har vist fået det hele
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
Today scorching hot,
Ants wearing siver spacesuits
traversing the dune
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 4:23 AM UTC
she stepped out a twirled, how do i look?
with the shocking look on my face and the delay in my answer , she asked the question
this question makes men siver , shake , and sweat , makes them wish they could plea the 5th
does this dress make me look fat?
this was my answer
do you think i evcer fell for what you wear? no, because what was important is that everywhere we went , i would be wearing you on my arm.
because with a woman like you it wasnt about the words that were spoken but the silences that were understood
because with a woman like you my eyes can meet yours and feel the truth laying within them
because with a woman like you a simple touch can send a jolt of lightning through my system just to jumpstart my heart.
because of the woman you are , that dress wont make you anything youre not
because of the woman you are , you make that dress everythiing you are.... BEAUTIFUL
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC
Beyond the darkness the the shadow of an enemy through the Crimson blood of friends foes and self my own there it lies
The siver lining
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 8:22 PM UTC