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1.8k · Jun 2017
Followers' Banquet
Zani Jun 2017
Welcome to the feast
We all come here for the hunger
Come and take a seat a while
Lets talk of friends
Lets talk of style


Elizabeth Squires
She is one to admire
Connecting the dots
So that love may transpire

Kim Johanna Baker
By God’s blessings and grace
Makes this portal
A magical welcoming place

Then there’s Temporal Fugue
Who’s magic awakens
With his humour
Much of my time he has taken

TSPoetry is a royalty
With his noble voice honours me
How much sense that I make
From the words that you’ve choiced

Donna Jones
The three line queen
Pure joy through her literature
Now I’m forever dreaming Haikus

Ouise Godsent Abode
He knows
With five lines he unravels
Then tickles your bones

z-blossom your stanzas
Are so pleasing to the eye
How the vivid words ring
To my ears as sublime

CGY Your haikus
They have blown my mind
To collide with Benji’s
Beautifully long, flowing write

Ghostwriter and Mykayla shea
Even though I rarely see ye
I’ve read through most your poetry
And hope that there’s loads more to read!

As for Clark Dave Hitchens
I just read him in my kitchen
This way I found a witty rhyme
But not to undermine his brilliance

Janae you are on it
Red Flag, Daydream,
Magic Kiss, Invisibility,
Brain *****

Vlassis I will quote you
When I need to charm a woman
Otherwordly Wanderer
When some hope I need to summon

God bless to Tyler Mathews
He is posting every day
I hope the universe conspires
For us to carry on that way!

To learn of freeform prose I can
Take a scroll to SR Millan
And if I want a treat dessert
Ellie Graves has tonnes and tonnes of work!

Zhanuary Arielle
So much passion your words tell
I feel I understand them
Natural imagery does us well!

Marie James Alexander
I pandered to the thought of you
When I put Ramen in my soup
I chuckle at some words you choose

Daniel Steven Moskowitz
Your poetry endless
Your writing is phenomenal
Your arguments relentless

Camiliamhd I wish that I
Could read what you are saying
When I read your pretty poetry
I feel like I am praying!

Vanessa Gonzales
She has got the attitude
With Fredrick Njoroge block style
They push onto higher altitudes!

Kesha You have peirced me
With your double barrel stanzas
I had to go read SoulSurvivor
To practice on my Mantras

Now that the round is over
It is time for us to feast
I thought that I'd invite you
So that we'd have a chance to meet

Thank you all for being
Thank you all for caring
Thank you all for sharing
Thank you all for reading

<3
Bon Apetit!
1.1k · Jul 2017
Nel Giardino
Zani Jul 2017
In the garden out the back
Is where I've been cleaning
Out all my daemons
Even though they might relapse
It finds the anecdote
To illustrate the reason

In the garden out the back
Where I grow my wise decisions
Abundance growing to the brim
With all that medicine therein
You'll find the crystal mind

Nel giardino dietro a cà
Dove non c'è niente
Che può preoccuparmi
Io trovai felicità
Facendo cose che sono
Poco educate

Nel giardino dietro a cà
Come sana decisione
Lasciai perdere eredità
Quel che ci lascia sparirà
Qui cresce libertà

In the garden out the back
Is where I've been breathing
All my good intention
If there's something that you lack
You'll find it growing
In the fascets of redemption

In the garden out the back
You will feel no inhibitions
They are not needed anymore
Our remedy grows out the floor
Reveal this truth to find
Abundance growing to the brim
With all the medicine therein
You'll find the crystal mind
Words to accompany an accordion piece written in 2016.
All we need comes from The Earth and working in harmony with her <3
Ahimsa
996 · Jan 2018
Pegasus
Zani Jan 2018
Cry not beautiful sister
For although you might now miss her
Our equine friend will live in us
The entropy of justice thus
Will make her but immortal

Bring forth the divine wings of tragedy
Laced with rainbow droplet fantasy
Cantering our memories
Through this vigil ceremony
To a time before the dust

May the gods caress her noble spirit
For they witnessed every single minute
The love you share so magically
This mare has spun reality
To make our lives worth dreaming

Let her magic gather the herd
To bring one thousand just like her
To serve so loyally and gratefully
For the grace of our integrity
We owe all this to Pegasus

Long live the angel steed
Long live the carrier of dreams
Reminder of mortality
Unending in our memories
We did not lose sweet Pegasus

We gained all the things she brought to us
Forever
My beautiful friend lost a beautiful vehicle which through its service changed her life. These words commemorate the passing of a true dream carrier ❤
704 · Jul 2017
Samsara
Zani Jul 2017
How I feel the time tighten
The temporal noose tickles my throat
Swaying in the nothingness
I do so crave of late

How many hours in the day
Must I conjure the joker
Just in the nick
To salvage my neck
From fate herself?

Why wait for the sand to drop?
When grains of pure ambrosia
Are clustered in the crystal shard
I so wish to crush
For all to feast on what has passed

Dispersed in the ocean of tranquility
I may rest awhile from test of metal
This trivial mental ordeal
Will kaleidoscope the stars

You will breathe me then
Will be closer and complete
This drip feed of love is not enough
So I plead to be defeated

It drowns me in waves of notions
That I should sign myself as absent
Until the indefinite motion
Of the universal spin frees me
From the karmic balance of things

Like this I do see this branch trimmed short
Stunted and pruned before the ripe
With this contorted hope
I may become the light
That I am when I soar in my dreaming

Yet I wake breathing bound by fleshy bonds
So dull in the spectrum of ****** sadness
I confess it is time to end this mess
Let the prophecy contemplate timing

Until that shiny moment
I will sigh and play along
To the tormenting throng
That beckons my presence here
For one day longer

For just one day longer
I will be strong
I will pretend what I feel
Is proven wrong by living reason

Until my patience depleted
Will unmask what we believe
Of this carnal marathon
Racing on the wheels of Samsara
700 · Jun 2017
The Art of Leaving
Zani Jun 2017
We come
We go
The pain we know
Of leaving the familiar
Faces
Places
Where traces of past life intention
Let us let go of false possession

Time is short
Do not resort to staying
For the slaying of our presence
Brings forth a new essence
Of progression
From past strife regression

I wish so hard I could split like knife
My body into miles of fragments
To serve the many that I love
Like a dole of doves
Raining peace from above
Now that is a future I see fitting
And so it will come

For when I am gone I will be but energy
The air you breath will cause our synergy
Where my hands fail now
They will touch your memory
And we do not forget

So let go
If this is true
Of what is not yours to take
For the universe will discover the way
Just as long as you surrender
And remember to say
I love you
690 · Jun 2017
Garden
Zani Jun 2017
Beautiful garden guide
These beds wherein thoughts collide
Fetch syllables and rhyme to hymn
'Twix scented spore cloud of distorted sage
Smudge caramel blend energy
Begin cleansing ceremony
Mend this friend matter for me

As ***** digs to save unwanted flowering
Excavation stage psychic
Makes towering tracks on my consciousness
Mid-trance face met deep purple mess
All the while quandary sprout on my face
Where the universe has me meet solid stone
Thereupon I will sit
Admire the timing of it

Watch the wet rise fall
I have seen the seed grow
Ebbing lunar sheen flow into
Subterranean particles
Swallowing water into their memory
Symphonic seasonal sermon
With an allegory at heart
To be judged by mere mortals
Then consumed at its prime

So is my love
Watch it regrow
I sow seeds wherever I go
Busying my light body
Gathering buzzing energy where I can
Serve the flowering minds at hand
That forget me not
For I do not forget
Although stubborn attitude hardens my heart yet
Into sacred solitude where hard work can off sweat
This stoic smirk I have left that pleads gratitude for life

In doing so I derange my surroundings
Be it fork, trowel or bare handed
My own primal, tactile re-alignment
Proper communion with environment
To prove that we are all divine
In face of all we negate ourselves
For reasons I’m yet to know

Until then In this mud
I kneel stubborn as stone
Long time wont moving
For the mana that runs through me
Lights ablaze solar mane
Beacon for the like mind magnetic pact
We all made
Before samsara

Perhaps then you will join me
And grab a shovel
Inspired by work in a housing coop (Chicken Shack) in West Wales.Summer 2016
645 · Jul 2017
Come Alive
Zani Jul 2017
This Hypnotic suggestion
Is shaking the shift above
The electronic connection
Negating us from looking wide
If you ask the question
You only have to look it up
So we forget reflection

Seek that connection in time
No one will ever ask why

We have been
Become so disconnected from our love
I know
Its easy to get lost with all we know
Be free
Begin to reconnect and come alive
Before
The time comes for us to go home
When we go back to love

I’m sick of propagated confusion
Spreading vibrant illusion
To escape this contusion of the life we lead.
People dealing with people instead of loving each other
When that’s all you ever need when you come out your mother

She went through what we went through
So that you could rejoice
The fact she made a pact with man,
To land a place in samsara
Where we experience dharma
Let us remember that our purpose
Is to manifest our spirit karma
But we forget

Beware the others who are counting on amnesia
Pushing chemicals inflicting mass hysteria
Through the numbing of our patience and
Our sovereign state of being supreme
Placing all our sacred natural knowledge under lock and key

Do you follow me?
That through unity  
We start
To heal
One world

Let me ask you what on earth you’re going to do about it?
We should be asking sacred vessel what it needs to drop
This luggage stopping you from oscillating
Oh so eloquently frequently
To the point where grace can be achieved
To guide the life we lead

It Is being lumbered upon you
Through miseducated passing
Of convenient knowledge
Made to confine truth
To a political happening
Not a spiritual fastening
Between siblings borne apart and
Then taught to compete
But should we be working together
With our holy conscience tethered
To compassion, love and tolerance, forgiveness
All these parts will build a loving society
Where the meek are made stronger and
The stronger seek wisdom for sustainable ecology

Do you follow me now?
That through unity  
We start
To heal
One world

Dream to be free
Of all mind obsession
Together we breach
Another dimension

Seek that connection in kind
Its all that we need to survive

Here we are
In the moonlight wind together
We face the pain we see
With hearts’ desire
We made this love
To shine above
The darkness of this world
Before
The time comes for us to go home
When we go back to love

Serendipity brought planetary saviours
Ready to fight the curse
That wrote this act we rehearse  
Generating a familiar scenario
Where those who choose can make love but
Once they do they have to go
Because the basis of our system is ******
We won’t go any further
Until we stop this mass destructive suffering
Based on greed until we burst

Will you be driving the hurst?  
Through these secular streets?
Will you reap the benefit of a societal need for closure?
For disclosure
Of all injustice bought and carried out in your name it should give you nausea
For it is you that is responsible
It is we who choose the lives we save and those we don’t.

We shall do away with regiment sacristy
This living force we cannot see around us
Hums of superhuman energy
Which we can tap into with nurture
Through nature
Through living action
Putting time aside
For what lies in our childrens' future

So make a change
It might feel strange
You will feel pain
But for our own sake
Lets aim to raise game
Of universal gratitude
A whole new attitude
This one loving mind
Eradicate world solitude

Hear me now!
That through unity  
We start
To heal
One world
A new song I am working on. Have you ever thought about the dichotomy of technology  connecting us so much more mentally to the detriment of tactile emotionally significant experiences?

Find the music on my Soundcloud account here:
https://soundcloud.com/user-194933493/come-alive
632 · Jul 2017
The Sound
Zani Jul 2017
Sometimes I sit around and talk to myself
Then I choose to write it down
I’m trying to figure out if I’ve gone crazy
Because I’m addicted to the sound

The music wont stop
Because when the beat drops
Its what makes the culture come around
It doesn’t matter if they think you’re lazy
They’ll be crazy about your sound

When you see the whole is much greater than the sum
We are all breed of many colours as one
Tribe

Bless this mess
There’s too many confessions to make
The last mistake I made
Was to underestimate

That there’s a limit to the past though
It stops with what we choose
To put our clever mind on
So if you’re living in the past dear
I suggest you come along

When you see the whole is much greater than the sum
We are all breed of many colours as one
Tribe

Sometimes I sit around and talk to myself
And when I say it all out loud
It starts to feel more like that I’m awakening
Its the awakening of the sound
Yes there is no mistaking
Its the awakening of the sound
Lyrics written to a rhythmic guitar piece. Topic is inspiration, community, art and creativity which is often mistaken for craziness. <3
611 · Feb 2017
When I Am Gone
Zani Feb 2017
When I am gone
One will take my place
If I am lucky
With my silent liaison
Between source of all things
Two will

This is my hope
Fickle dopamine drizzle
Upon mon dreary friend
I will squirt that stuff everywhere
Then hope some more
That a mess it wont make
Lest a smile you doth crack
In all of your seriousness

Then my mission
To raise consciousness
Will be complete
A poem written for spoken word street performances. Preferably to be read wearing a top hat and announced very loudly gesturing ridiculously <3
605 · Jul 2017
Peaks and Troughs
Zani Jul 2017
Dipped in deep waters
I clawed back reality
Awhile I may breathe

This air clean of depression
After climbing the mountain

So high it towered
Before my weary eyelids
That batted esteem

The fangs I felt retracted
From cocoon  in moonlight hue

Now the rainbow light
Breaks through the darkest hours
To answer my plight

The angels watch over me
I feel them on the summit

I will remember
Plummeting to their darkness
This sonnet of love

Embracing the shadows tall
Falling with the holy grace

Of mortality
I journey through the abyss
Illuminated
600 · Jul 2017
One
Zani Jul 2017
One
We are all no-one
If we let it all sink in
We will become one
539 · Jan 2018
Math Escape
Zani Jan 2018
Politope, politope
Tell me your name
Because I need a quick way
To get off of this plane

I've got that mid-night
Fist fight
Thrill of the flight
With a chest tight feeling
That something's not right

But when I've got that extra power
All will remember my name
It's strange
How we are all the same in this respect

We have been kidding ourselves
For our entire life
It is we who must change
So to better ourselves
For the sake of human kind

I wish the news would show
The things that should happen
But it don't
Instead it shows
The things that shouldn't
To make sure we don't grow
A pair of politopes
Politope
Tell me your name
Because I need  quick way
To get off of this plane

I've got that mid-night
Fist fight
Thrill of the flight
With a chest tight feeling
That something's not right

But when I've got that extra power
All will remember my name

When you've got that extra power
It will soon let you down
When you figure out
Beyond all doubt
That all things come back to one place
Where no-one remembers your name

We have been kidding ourselves
For our entire life
It is we who must change
So to better ourselves
For the sake of human kind
We do anything to escape reality! Some lyrics to go with my escape: Music!
525 · Jul 2017
Sindaco
Zani Jul 2017
Welcome to the Sindicate
Of utter stupidity
Where all tactile contact
Is inhibited by the puny mind

You are a villain
Of these modern times of change
In primal times
How I would have deranged
Your features
Like the animal within me
Tells me so

To take justice into my own hands
Hone it like never before
Then plant it
Into your ridiculous behind

Then maybe some sense will grow
Instead of spewing idle catchphrase
When all wisdom has  escaped
From your old diuretic mind

Then maybe you will see
Beyond your need for controversial
Lust for simple power
Over the sheep you fail to herd

To manipulate the many
Your voice must be heard
But its pointless tribulation
When all around you curd
At your arrogance

Now the freshly programmed
Atmosphere turns at the smell
Of your ***** discussion
Riddled with moth *****

Slurring all the ignorance
You can muster in one
Uninformed, uncontemplated instant
Which has roused the warrior
So I may slay this fool

Only to stop the cringe of colleagues
As they put up with your impertinence
How I wish that all intelligence
Did not exist for a time

So that all the grime that lies within me
Can swallow you whole
So you may have a taste of darkness
To counteract the light
That shines
Out
Of
Your
***
The moment you're in the office doing your job and the village clown (The Mayor) Goes off on one. I stayed silent then but the pen trembles as I lay the anger down.
507 · Aug 2017
promise
Zani Aug 2017
What is a promise
When all we put into place
Will become undone?
Pondering upon the etymology of promise - where to my brain it rings as " putting into place ahead of time".
487 · Aug 2018
Hopamine
Zani Aug 2018
Crack a smile
You are miles away from trouble
Doubled is the distance
When our insanity is humbled
By an infinite unfolding of things

How long has it been
Since the universe sang to you
The stars chime in
With gladness for the fact
That you are still around?

Come now
Unravel that belt you have tied
So tight
Around that blue well
That speaks in wisdoms
Kick the chair from 'neath your feet
To step into new kingdoms
Of hope

The truth is that
There is plenty to be done
And so much time to do it in
It's when we wish it all at once
That we forget the go-between

The sorrow twix the laughter
The pain before the meaning
The tomorrows post-disaster
The gain after the teething

It's that non descriptive feeling
Like the cat that got the cream
The sunrise out of darkness
I call it hopamine
I left it too long again my friends! I will be quick with more this time!
May we all be blessed with better tomorrows!!
486 · Jun 2017
Complex
Zani Jun 2017
I am not complex

I am clad in armour
Wrought of all
The charming heartbreak
That life has battered
Then tempered
Into a wise cold sheet
Waiting to be tested

This shiny layer
Is filled with cracks
Where the blows seep
Deeper than I ever expect
Except the surprise
Is all pervading
Every single time

Beneath the iron
Lies the army of brambles
They crunch and they snap
Blood slits, nicks and traps
Into a mess borne of desire
Clapping at my solitude
Caressing my sorry wounds

I entomb myself here
To ensure my repentance
For every false movement
I dare to make
To attain a certain happiness
Which herein has no place

Beyond the bush
Lies an ocean of water
Annoying abundance
Leaves me treading
On rapid tide movements
Relapses and storms
Where the odd clear day
Lets me swim onto the sand

Dampened and panting
Clothes ripped and shrinked
I forget every time
Then declare myself king
Of the island of tranquility
Where the ocean reaches not
Except when the moon decides
She descends with heavy floods

My tears are my next saviour
For they are lighter in the water
Upon them I can float
And keep me breathing
Through the salt
Now that its seeping
Through the cuts
I let them float me
Through my steely gates

Now left ajar for all the passing
There's hinges hanging rusted
From the moisture in air
I declare my pardon anyway
For I daren't enter without warning
That's happened once before
It took me days to  swim to shore

The voice of intuition
Lets me know to come inside
From here I actually feel the things
So I can then describe
I sit on giant petals
To peruse what I've not felt
Then shout above the crashing waves
To resonate through the pearly gates
To negotiate the thorn bush
Then become the warrior's bane

Only then can I tell you
After the words reach my limbs
How nimble I must be
Even though I'm rather simple
To feel and fetch and crawl
Then rule and fight
Bleed raw delighted
To let you know
That I'm not complex
460 · Jun 2017
Celebacy
Zani Jun 2017
Don’t seek love
You will learn
To be cold one day
Expect nothing from life
You will be disappointed
Wait for 'verse to deal her hand
That is plenty to get on with

Bold is hope
Its alchemy will mount an army
To lay siege
On stupid cognitive mind
Until you are sick
To the breaking bone
With life itself
Because it will never come

Stay real
Save Heartache
Art will make opaque
Fragile mind
To be given only in glances
From this moment onwards

When I give love freely
It is beautiful treason
To what is actually going on
This blissful unknowing
Corroding my reason to be

Free to exist without savouring
Acrid taste so sweet
Turned displeasing
Through violent epiphany
On the state of affairs

I, the fool
Do confuse progress
With feeling things
Au contraire
To the loneliness
I seem to process

I cannot be trusted
With handing out affection
So I will make it happen
With those I can love
Until the tension
Of this karmic lesson
Is lessened
Releasing these organs
To breathe what man does best

I may then build a mountain
Upon this omen
Move it on
With silent motion
To a fruiting body
For all to see
This is where my love will seep

Out of this copse
The sun shall creak
To drench those
I could have loved twice-fold
By chance, not plan
This way the universe can
Decide in its uncertain cold

To not seek love
One learns
This warmth
When one knows
How love is made
Then love will flow
453 · Jun 2017
0
Zani Jun 2017
0
One thousand times I say your name
One thousand minds has essence changed
One thousand miles we are away
One thousand leaps that my heart makes

Every time we touch through the aether
Each time I relate to you so much deeper
Every time and time again I try
Each and every time to find

One hundred reasons to decline the calling
One hundred voices beg choice for remorse
One hundred lessons will I learn before
One hundred blessings be branded yours

In time this reeling feeling of what was had
In time you will descend from mind to hand
In time the scent of what was known
In time shall rest upon life's blissful throne

Ten times I behold the beauty
Ten times will I be bold before
Ten times this cold I shake from my crown
Ten times more will your name resound

Time is fickle
Time is taught
Time will settle
Time is short

One mind
One heart
One life
One chance

Nothing
But time
Is all we ever have
To love is to know
That which time
Under stands
408 · Jun 2017
Step In Line
Zani Jun 2017
Choose your standing
Between black and white entrancing
Spelling serendipity with a chance to unfurl
Then be brought to the world
Between straight line and curl
It's the closest you get to real life
If you didn't get it then
You just might do this time

Where the dove may go
Crow follows
In the blackest night
Moon doth shine
When the peppercorn
Falls upon the meadow in the snow
Then duality once again hits the spot

Take a walk
On the wild slide
Slip and uncover
The truths you never know
When you step in line

How the ivory
Shows the irony
When the ebony saves one soul
As the king hurries round one last corner
The queen cuts through to show him to the light

Take a walk
On the wild slide
Slip and uncover truths you never know
If you step in line

As we are one
One love as we are
Believe in the words
It will take you far
Some words to accompany an accordion piece from 2016. Watch your step! ;)
400 · May 2018
Long Time
Zani May 2018
Long time not sharing
The hussle of life glaring
Outshining my needs
Breeding boredom until
My eyes sore
Forget to see the Magic
Worse yet
My hands forget to share
The specks of joy
Staring at me in the face
Replaced by the sorrow vision
Displaced by the daily mission
Brushing my dreams aside
Gliding its way to the top priority
Where all else comes first
But my poetry
Has been asleep awhile
I try to express but the words
Are lost in this busy depression
Where I do not have time to feel
End of day reeling questions in mind
Like why and who am I again?
And again
And again
Yet I refrain from rhetorics
For the answers I find come out in rage
Page after page I could tear and burn
From all the frustration I feel as I work
But today
I will tear through the darkness
Harness it so I can love regardless
Of the pain in living as human
The truth is that I carry love
For all of you who share this truth and
I want you to know what it means
To me
When I gaze upon your soliloquies
They save me
Long time not caring it seems
So I will set the record straight:
Thank you for sharing and reading
My poetry mates
Zani will love you always
Not enough hours in the day, week, month or year. Hear me when I tell you how dear you are to me! Blessings to you poets ❤
391 · Jun 2017
Haixiety
Zani Jun 2017
Anticipating
Inevitabilities
Continuously
379 · Jun 2017
This Thankless Task
Zani Jun 2017
How much time has passed
Since the ***** in my armour last
Which stops flow coming
The space between sleepers
Slowing their moments
For the sake of a sorrowed spark
Making his mark on the pavement
How can these folk forsake the blatant laments
Of a pauper in king’s garments crying for change?

My gloat fails the throat
Instead of truth I sooth what is meant to be
Yet my soothing words fall to entropy before I manifest a pardon
For this lack of gratitude for art's garden
That has befallen the concrete cobbled empire
Of these glorified mongers of time
They give it away like infinite wisdom
Slipping from their grasp with every second
Spent in line looking forward to their freedom

Instead of seizing it in their hands
Primal roar to get past that meiopy
In the name of her majesty the queer
Peering out from her crystal mountain
With her blue blood and scaled skull
Tax checking the pardoned fortnight
That expensive foresight they can ill afford
Painted on their contours so beautiful
I try to drag it out
But like atlas, my groans
They bounce about and fall short

Of merchants' wails for biased expression
Promoting depression of consciousness
Spontaneous mess I create to shake the slumber
But grow humbler at my failure to save
Every single one of them
Young and old
Mothers and fathers
With the twirk of a wrist

How children see more and through them we will work
With their wide open hearts lies the start of the new world
So let us show them how
Then the universe will be never ending
Much like this thankless task
372 · Jul 2017
Amico
Zani Jul 2017
Amico disse
Il nostro futuro è
Scombussolato
Friend

Friend of mine said that
both of our whole future is
A broken compass
368 · Jun 2017
The Art of Missing
Zani Jun 2017
I aim to love and I fill with emotion
But what to do with this chemical notion
Where do I place this feeling delight
When what conjures it now is far gone?

It shone before me once or twice
A greeting in passing to draw and entice
A future so vivid I let it become
Something tangibly credible
Judged by heart’s sum

The heart is a terrible mathematician
It takes not account of one man’s mission
To carve out a life of a living so true
Whilst pondering what may have been

When I close eyes it is she that I see
Within the music of my frequency
Between the facets of letter and tune
I hear her voice ring true

The alchemist extracts a sample
Of nostalgia, love and living example
What it means to worship her temple
To depart on the holiest pilgrimage

This journey like all life will bring me full circle
On this path I will become something worthwhile
So I may look upon this beautiful goddess
And feel like a deity again

It is then that mine eye places me
Let time grab this vessel and toss it to eternity
So it may labour and bleed and sweat and tear
Write and sing and dance and swear
Toss and turn, an inward stare
Until we walk with our feet bare
Amidst green fields of joy
I can only describe
As the place belonging to our tribe
It is there that all this will subside
As the scent I know so sweet
Will smile upon me
Then I will be complete
361 · Jun 2017
Come With Me
Zani Jun 2017
When day is empty and
Time is free
With blazing sun
On boundless scenery
With fields of grain
'Twix forest green
Is where I find my poetry

I do not need
To run the gauntlet
Take arduous trips
To attain the summit
For the mountains soar
Upon my words
As beautiful islands
In seas of whey

Take all you need
Because you have it
Inside you're beautiful
Sentient gasket
Propel your senses
So you may match
My thoughts alike
Our travel boundless
Into the night

Come with me
Then breath awhile
This blissful silence
No-one around
Except our depiction
Our souls entwined
That blissful moment
Amidst the sound
Of dreaming
354 · Jun 2017
The Art of Staying
Zani Jun 2017
Eyes open to a grey sky
Do you know what it means to be alive?
Have you seen the whole as one
The one as whole?
Have you tried?

I have
Not once
Twice or more
Everyday I quieten scorn
Bourne from my insides

Bile passes through
The alchemical magic
Loving logic sublime
Where essence resides

Project it as far as it carries
Spray forth an aesthetic
In hope of a loving matrimony
Between those who witness the rainbow

With these wise seeds sown
Turn to esteem and realise
What is seen resembles not thyself
As I see myself

We decide our memories, see
You and me are the product of galaxy
But if the universe chooses
We’ll be a whimsical fallacy
With many thanks
To a change of
Plan

It is the one with longest memory
Who chooses how things pan;
How existence is a buffer
For the one who owns the span

The one who does not retreat
Into the shadows of the moonlight
Packing their things
To the sound of the beckoning

Here lies life long lesson:
Sing with mothers' patience
Speak your truth
With father's cadence

To forgive is but to suffer
Yet to love
We become
One another
313 · Jun 2017
Moment
Zani Jun 2017
Blood is thicker than water
When it pulls through your heart
Take me down to the water with you
We’ll soon tell them apart

In one single moment you will
Watch me as I’m washed away

Those currents that flow
Deep within your soul
Each and every way
They happen to make us
Believe in ourselves
No matter what they say

That blood is thicker than water
As it was at the start
When the spirits that brought
Her to you
Then they pulled you apart

In one single moment you will
Watch me as I'm washed away

By currents that flow
Deep within your soul
Each and every day
They happen to make us
Believe in ourselves
No matter what they say

Until the time comes
To shine
We find what we’re meant to see
It  will drown all your fears
It will drive you to tears

In one single moment you will
Bring on that heavenly thrill
It will make you realise
It will open your eyes


Blood is thicker than water
Thicker than water
Harder than stone
You're never alone

In one single moment you will
Lyrics to an original piece in D minor from earlier this year <3
311 · Jun 2017
Lion’s Moon
Zani Jun 2017
Not one day passes that I do not think of this slender link we’ve had
In this time so short so much I have learned from our brief cohort
That I save myself pain by forgetting this seat you hold in my soul
Rejoicing in every single sole exposure or clue this future may hold
For you and me so separately existing yet so close I feel you writhing
In my heartbeat

My logic has head start as I cannot see your mind before me
It saws the man within me into two true beings which must be honoured
By luna we are coloured emotion so raw it restores us to our former self
Puts reality on the shelf so I may gasp view from my temporary podium
Make some sense of this loneliness I feel when you are far away
Yet here to stay above me

Whether it makes change to this being is my choice
Yet seeing these words laid down before me
Makes want to stay this passion
For stunting these growing desires
That phantom princess bestows upon me
With her wise non-chalance
I will take no chance

These pesky mystics have stepped up their game.
The moon has locked me in her gaze
As I lay my head within lion’s haze
This maze ***** within my being betrays
The memory faded by passage to Sion

I am high on you
Still
Against my will
Almost
For it elates my thrill
For life
For all I see right but for severance unknowing
Of what befalls the dark side not showing me the future
Impatience immature for which
I beg forgiveness
Honesty pure will tell tale of life's sweetness
I have found in feeling so profoundly
About your energy

It has caused a synergy within me and I cannot help but be grateful
For the music that flows in my veins now grows ten-fold
By moon the scribe flows
As Lancashire rainfall releases the grip
On my open heart
The best part
All this time I am smiling
Yet lunar promise shows you are far from me
This moon has me state intention so temporary
For she is now gone
Here ends the moon that shone
310 · Jun 2017
Regina
Zani Jun 2017
Stick my head in kaleidoscope bucket
With zealous glee I lick and **** it
For she employs the morning glory
The grass now wet with dawning glow refracts
To capture that sensory attraction to the floral slit
Wafting in the tree
Why
Else
Would
My
Essence
Bee

Spitting out a sea of porous rosin
Into bough of nature’s pocket
Scurry homeward bound to soar
As Icarus the muppet
Drunk and flapping to the morning hue
A fugue of nectral revenue
Through hexagonal shaped avenue
With that binding grip it has on you and me

It shows if yellow fur is torn and marred
How the honey jar lies
For the fit working parts that make
This mechanical engine for sucrine sake
Externally flakey
At core a jubilant succulent disection
Built for an ursular day-dream
Decadent demise
Floured hands produce
Thy pollinous prize

Whilst Adorning sting  
Hostile pride promoting the imminent explosion
Pulsating preceeding the numbness that rushes
The red twards' hystemic vulcanic duct
Made of flesh
Oozing fresh yellow lava amidst a puddle of sweat
What a temporary pullava it seems

Meanwhile tiny size chackras become warped and starve
As the scent left on dependant wind
Promotes marvelous death to my comrades
Holding post-mortem to determine what underwent
Before abdomen tore in sacrificial repentance
To protect the important through the act of entropy
In the name of she

Regina
My matron
Re-dream her intonation
Has blessed the concept of sky
Through one thousand eyes the stripes I inherit
Manifest miraculous logic
To bring about merit in laborious action
A yellow and black faction
Working for commune to take shape
And bring about wake in our beautiful landscape
Resonant ripe with a balanced instruction
For the sake of achieving the feminine kind
Who gave light to us all

My brothers both lovers and warriors are told
We are a swarm of coerced souls
Devouring pockets of pure potential
Serving our karmic debt
The scene is set for hard work
As it hums with satisfaction
296 · Jun 2017
Sincerity
Zani Jun 2017
To hell with all this beauty
Tonight I am a monster
I am the snapping of the nail
The scraping of the blackboard
The taking of the mad hoard
I am the raging drunkard
I will ***** all over this mansion
Full of seismic cracks
Caused by my complete arrogance

The smell will rise like shame
There will be no running
From the greed I succumb to
Under this horror of a sky
There are rumbles and flashes
Crashes and screams
I will make you plead for mercy
Then I will carry on
No stopping me
I have set it free look
No hands
Only bitterness
I am tired of adding colour
To this grey scale morgue of life

I am tired of finding rhymes
Just to make it sound so beautiful
My bounty lies in hate tonight
Resent down to the bottom caverns
For a second wave of angry fits
Smashing the jagged patterns
Into one thousand little pieces
So I may chew on every spike
My gums bleeding my expression
I do not need to write

I need to etch them on the surface
Of my cold stone face of mourning
No light will beat upon this place
Tonight there will be no dawning
Tonight for one night only
You will wretch on my ferocity
Because I need my release you see
Not one thing you will say can stop
The cries of my sincerity
286 · Jun 2017
17
Zani Jun 2017
17
9 - 4 = 5
10 - 3 = 7
   + 5 = 5
              =
             17
Seventeen

Nine take four is five
Ten minus three is seven
Add five to equal
285 · Jun 2017
Spectral Safari
Zani Jun 2017
Singed am I from dealing with Dragons
Though my hands feel their fiery sting no more
Soaring through the twilight of my mind
A sight for sore eyes beheld me

Their lair flows thick with golden sludge
The manifestation of drudgery borne
From a life intent on the taking

Scarred am I from feeding Lions
Yet my limbs grow anew from the power of love
As the dove lays nest upon its head
I spread my wings so boldly

The pack moves with flow designed
To magnify their pride through birthing cub
Through the Lioness they come
But from one seed solely
That is a lonely world

Wise am I from running with Panther
Her feline grace abstains from false action
With a keen eye around on what happens around
She whittles and reads the minds that encounter her

Then lying on the branch with the thickest limb
She will tell you what boundless potential lies therein
By pouncing and slitting those shallow words
To release you from this carnal grasp

Bruised am I by the will of Bull
His blood-shot eyes a curdling pull
To challenge what has turned my family
T’wards that mindless short sight reality

Hidden pen is much smaller than his head
Though the master will deny at all cost
For the fear that the bull would join the executives

Tired am I by Horse’s drive
With its impeccable, ceaseless stride
You have outrun me in spirit
Leave me by the pond awhile
To ponder my demise

Your hooves they clamber in my head
My muscles lock and flesh is red
Though I don’t blame you for your optimism

Wallowing am I iScorpion’s venom
Her futile lunges so careless
Drunk with its own preservation
It spasmed at the sound of my name

Let me stroke it and soothe its poor vessel
With a gloveless hand showing trust
As a homage to the power of love

I am all these things one
They are all inside thee
Am I living through you
Or you living through me?
277 · Feb 2017
Deluge
Zani Feb 2017
There is no reason for this deluge
These droplets of life force in disguise
Doth brim with gratitude
There is no room for darkness here
For time is short

Download from down below
The stars so bright
This chest tight realisation
That we cannot make right
As it is so until our undoing

We tell ourselves these blames and shames
The call of universal mammary centric fame
Attracts what is necessary for the psyche
Orbits around us serving self important senses
Pulling it closer with an aquaponic disclosure
Of what cannot be purified by consciousness
Flowing from the peephole

These tools fool us into first place
Where it is very lonely
We can use them to make golden
Out of the knowledge pool gathered slowly
Between the steps of that lunar dance
That guide us closer to our true selves
Leaving no trace of what is left behind

Nothing but droplets
Freezing memory in time
Lacing the meadow
Feeding those who are hungry for sorrow
But do not wish to eat the rainbow
Absorb it through their stony skin
An emotional induction induced to guide kin
To a softer side of life
With my heart wide open
277 · Jun 2017
Free
Zani Jun 2017
It appears I am free
I watched melt the illusions
After sensing the intrusion
Of the momentary mantelpiece
At the corner of my head

I was staring and glaring
All the while tearing
Now the hairs on my head
Are just chuffs of old muck
Form the silt of the stream
I can’t tell you for trying
How long it all took!

Watch the water
It ripples
So when the circles mingle
The core of all life
Finds its way in an instant
Blatancing its way
Under the nose of most folk
At the core of the universe
I saw it and thought
Of this short anecdote

What if you feel nothing?
Or more precisely
Because this one did surprise me
What if your emotions
Are illusions set in motion
By the choice of our experience
That's determined by our notions
I would tell you
What I’d tell me
But I’d be telling
Only if I told you
Not to tell whoever told you
Not to tell the teller’s teller
About the telling

Here it goes:
I would say I have gone mad.
That delusions kick in
When something has gone
So badly wrong
So to ease us into the New World
Its not easy being tomb bound
Curled and crammed in lonesome chest
When I feel the moon on download
I can almost feel the rest!

Blessings to you poets
Who can feel the words come round
Because the sound
Of love is a privilege and
Would be nothing without the doubt
Muttering the opinion
Then dismantling all your dreams
To return to present moment
Where its not too bright to see

I saw that way today
I just thought I’d write it down
For the clown inside me suffers
When he’s drowned out
Bound and muffled
By the sound of life’s sincerity
Along with every tender blow
It brings me back to reality
So I may write like I am free
276 · Jun 2017
Sovereignty
Zani Jun 2017
Through labour divine have I crowned my true self
Through heart I have nurtured pours love so to help
Mine eye witness the highest of truths
Whilst the lexical throat turns to glorious sooth
With grumbling pride geared forth in direction
Clutched sacral chamber in the hope of perfection
To be found

Let the beast within me refuse to bow
In the face of doubt
Conjure king bearing iron sickle
With this riddle he tickles and teaches me
That to let go risks one anonymity
To the passage of time

I shall have to decline thy generosity

For his other bears specular mountain to climb
So I may look upon splendorous peaks of life’s mind to remember
How these steely, dark quandaries must be quietened and tempered
Upon the anvil of hope

The hammer of the philanthropist’s humour will bear down
On this ill-advised, mischievous sprite renowned
As she nibbles at my future’s lobe with sensual demeanour
It is a pleasure to see her

Yet I know this dark queen is a **** in disguise
As the beast rattles its cage demanding demise
Of the higher self
One stroke
I allow
For the sake of goodbyes

These phantom personas aside
We will quickly define ourselves
Alive and well
Each limb we have is able to tell
The story of our privilege
Honour this
Dally not
This is your shot
With the arrow of certainty
Blessed with serendipity
Honed by universal energy
To focus your senses
Then fire away
The reward is life’s blessing
Beginning this day
274 · Jun 2017
Blaze
Zani Jun 2017
A little bit of poetry and
A nice long blaze
That's what I call
The end of my day
274 · Jun 2017
Grazie
Zani Jun 2017
Thank you
For the hills and the fields
We have passed many faces
I am grateful for each one of these
I chose to come thus far
But was carried here by siblings
Who made it happen

With this sudden realisation
We have filled Gaia with love
And continue to do so
Until homebound our true course
Takes this wagon full of gratitude
To a different altitude
Where the relative differences
Between giants has been settled
Over a cup of nettle tea
As in times of Olde
Before any talk of gold or barter
Where being martyr actually meant something

I forget that to give one’s life
Does not cease one breathing
But fills her with meaning
Beyond the mundane
Yet some call it insane
The path of giving

When the disguise trips to reveal
This canine Freudian slip
It is the tip of the iceberg
For the psyche
Wading through the dirt
a swine-like search
For the wisdom of truffle
Shuffling through the murky mess of life’s lurch
To attain the diamond in the sand

Passing it around to accept our mortality;
To find love for each other and manifest parity
For all these beings
With their sight they cause reality we live
So give what your will allows
Save enough rawness
To make some more mess
With this love and this land there is home for us all
To breath a clean conscience

In this predetermined egg and spoon race,
Neglecting the entire garden,
and the fact that we are guardians
Is lost to some
The epiphany will come
The sums will add up for the lazy
As the crazy rant and rave
Over their craving for a vegetative
Dietetic state of emergency

For the awakening to being
Pull this gem up from sin
Into ethereal environment
Silent merriment of the joker
Contests dominance lightly
But in secret will germinate madness
Within mass mind to tear apart
These castes which have broken
Our hearts to the point of compliance
With something less than pure science

A less than noble lie
Sense to drill
These nonsensical operations
Into our daily veneration for life
Meant to pierce what is left of eternity
With light so potent it can change our verse
Yet only when focused
With utmost certainty
So travel wide
Make sure

It will fill you with love so pure
You will come home a healer
By deed, not by choice
By nature
It will moisten the cavernous minds
Dried by systems unkind
of the dearly beloved you thought left behind
Yet here they remain as an anchor
To your destiny
By minding your roots with mycelial density
Reminding where one comes from

Give to this earth that we have grown
Anomalous flowering of mysterious seed sown
We can prune it to perfection
Correct these behavioral inflections
We inflict on each other
By seeking council with
Holiest temple our mother
To whom we should be grateful

To her
To him
To one another
Thank you
Only the highest realms of gratitude
269 · Jun 2017
Touchy
Zani Jun 2017
Haikus are pervy
Always trying to persuade
Me that less is more
269 · Apr 2017
Untouchable
Zani Apr 2017
Thank you for being
For when I am not myself
You are seeing still
Moon is heavy yet
We refuse to make it burden
Let this amplify the mana
For our absurd siblings

How I feel their orbital breath
Channeling through my essence now
Let this trance bless the counsel
Imparted by frequency
Where particles partake
In life’s tickling mystery so fickle
It mimics then trickles its way into
The facets of my heart

Each petal’s flesh-like sinew
Tests metal mandala I see in you
As in me
Starts stretching in life’s furnace
An unfolding silent scarlet mystery
Etches in then lights ablaze
Fetch mine eye from the labyrinth haze
Of what has come before

What has gnawed
Clawed my poor ego torn
As a thorn borne to bleed
So you may see life’s inflictions
That peel my skin bare
And what orange poison lies therein

Then speaking your truth
A leech succulently healing
Cleansing what may have been
Stealing my life energy
Through the fragile synergy of our senses
A tactile tight rope we have taken
To balance the stakes of gender

My beautiful sister
I see the scars
Where that labic contusion reveals
The tapestry of the stars within your soul
Between four corners
I, crowned coroner of what was
Witness what lies beneath

One constellation
I marvel at a time;
A kaleidoscopic offering  
Chiming omniversal mind
With each galactic sermon
Characters carved humbler
As the vesicular rumble
Stirs in chamber
We raise it
To the highest place where
We have become untouchable

Let us stay here a while
Breathing
266 · Jun 2017
Lemonade Breakfast Club
Zani Jun 2017
Wont you come into
The lemonade breakfast club?
We make the sunshine
254 · Jun 2017
Sol-e-Tree
Zani Jun 2017
Basking re-leaf
The feeling of rays
Piercing to the corners
Of the mind

Ancient in principle
This wise white brain
Whilst wishing us well
Is not the same

As you and I
Are the same
Unique
With thousands silent servants
Splayed forth, torn
They will not survive the fall

These whims are not eternal
The stainless binding of our past maternal
Harking back to bark so old
Unwinding what has come before
A pity to be sold

But we do
Day in sees the wagon tinned
Servants whipped to layers thin
And sent out for a long stand

Masking defeat
Piercing from the front line
It is time to be kind
To yourself

Then others blindly
This seed sown will birth a thousand times
Will flower your mind with a loaf so giant
That your table will be never ending

Transcending sole maturity
Progressing to community
Bring forth the ancient crest
And ask the white brain
What is this communal mess?

This is forest
This is family
You are safe now
To rest
248 · Jun 2017
One Day
Zani Jun 2017
I do not know where
To put this feeling
Reeling me from heel to toe
The throes of woe
How it cradles the flow
Between madness and serenity

It is she I see
In the momentary flicker
Of the candle in the moonlight
Tightening the noose
On the neck piece
Sunk so deep into my being

With the seeing
That will not relent
It pulls the meaning
Of repentance
From the bottom of my heart
Then turns the start to finish
In the space I do not know

Diminishing my demeanour
To a crumpled state of something
Much akin to peaceful nothing
That keeps the words from gushing
From my finger tips
Tracing lip to hip from memory
In vein to find my way

Back to the feeling
Back to that single day
When the fire burned so hard
It broke that facade of loneliness
Then birthed the bard inside anew
In lieu of that sacred connection

There is no direction
To this sentiment
But the sediments of memory
Have crushed my heart
Have severed me
So I may look apart at mine a while

To tend the sterile yard
In which she has laid the seed
To colour love's intention
Watch the garden grow to breathe
Which branch will she decide to rest on?
Which roots will follow?
Which direction?
They say that patience is a virtue
We will have to wait and see
One day
237 · Jun 2017
I See It Now
Zani Jun 2017
I see it now
Through the frowns of a clown
With the circus now empty
The bench roaring with play
How the mind’s eye juggle
Of the memory’s stroll
Has kept me in one place

They say laughter roars in halls of shame
The shameless lost along the way
Have everything to ball at
But when they do it is always too late
When they do they will always mistake
The leaps of faiths as shackled tumbles
Freeform fumbles in the dark
For the diamond that will never be found

The nets now cast past
Had me holding fast
To everything that possibly
Contrasts the present beauty of love
As if it were the lifeline
Of the one who’s time has come
To leave the limelight alone
And retreat to humble darkness
Away from the dulcet tones
Which are forever forgiving

I see it now
Down to every nook and cranny
The uncanny similarity
Between burning truth and ****** verity
That was whispered by me to the fire
In the winds that did not happen
When the earth rose to higher purpose
Graceful water found its way
To the fourth corner of serenity
Where all is at its place

Until those forests cease to breathe
Is how I want this peace to beam
As the seeds I found will wake the dead
For a new life born to believe
In magic folds twix physical forms
That grant me my mortality
Yet sew it to the strands of time
To be witnessed for eternity

You’ll see me now
On the furthest seat
Where the jokers fail to see
To quench my thirst for learning curves
So I may learn to not deceive me
Into comfortable ambrosia
But to sprout the shoots of poesia
I will gladly take a dip in love
For the currents that make me see
212 · Jun 2017
Behold the Beauty
Zani Jun 2017
Beauty I see but ashamed I be
For to look at this brightness
Brings familiar tightness
To my usually cool demeanour
Now blinded by the sun

I watch her through the looking glass
For I know that look will last
I am sure you will not catch mid-trance
Me stealing glance of precious shell
You keep so well
Or so it seems

At least I have learned
Not to squirm in my place
Instead when my heart yearns
Trace of love
I write it down purely
Not for sake of yours truly
But yours

To save awkward retort
When the stranger puts value
On what is your being
When it is not the whole they are seeing
But does the painter stop painting
When his subject now sleeps?
Or the Muse stop her throat
When the audience not-listens?

To manifest fleet moment
Now sailing away like the rest
They were too late to inform
For fear that those words
As the ropes that tie the esteem
Would result pulled and torn
So the damage this matter would cause
Is extreme

The alchemy knows
This not be the case
How the feelings of doubt
So much time they do waste
Like this I transform
In miraculous fashion
Your beautiful face
Into words everlasting
212 · Feb 2017
A Moment’s Defeat
Zani Feb 2017
Its because I put too much into my mouth
The ridiculous count of silly things
That to think of them all
Would make my head spin

Excuse me as I melt into myself
With a fall to the floor
As the law of gravity
Takes a saw to my legs

The smile that is plastered on my face
Is a mixture of glee and distaste
When I cast my fond presence
To the past
To that place

The cavities echo a dawn chorus of flaws
That bat the sergeant aside
Only to slay the warrior inside myself
In one fell swoop

All the truths feint the army of troops I prepped
Regret begets more fret for most
The petulant effect it has on us both
Is at the cusp of sanity’s pause for a minute

Because that is where the gold is at
The free choice transmutes the fool
Into a bolder man
For the woman knows well where its at

That is why my plate is empty
And my jaw tired from chewing
Perhaps its time we got together
So we can go about cooking
207 · Jun 2017
Duel-ism
Zani Jun 2017
My being is split

I have a beast and an angel within me
They seem to hit it off
Yet this clash of love and sin
Needs to be freed
Of this master she whispers
Her sharp fangs and feline whiskers
**** my life blood

Understanding to be loving
Leaves you open to be taken
by the winds' consideration
where all of a sudden
One has been lead to water
And made to drink

I feel this sinking feeling
In depths below
much like the letting down
Or a tender blow to the conscience
Where confusion leaves sentience
The feelings of others and not your own

So the draining continues
As I question what is in you
is more important than mine
My own answer is time
For the winged figure beckons me
To the patient life of ceremony
Where hopes for the same returned
Be brought to justice

This mis-defined trust
Crosses the line
Between darkness and divine
Which lands us into suffering
In which we must muster something loving
So that the life we lose coping
Begets more hope

Without resenting
This life relenting
Of joyous memories sacred true
Made up of presence; not of you
But of others
Friends and foes alike
These real emotions will define
The truth
So fear not her tooth
For the universe is ever giving

— The End —