humanity is like a dream, closing
in on me, feeling
cloaked
and
drowning on the tide, consciousness
fleeing with the setting
sun, and
the
beams
of falling love
raining mauve patterns
across my
mind
delivering reassurance of a kind, as
the sand in between my toes
reminds
me
of
a doe, as it flits across the field,
wandering into nature’s
scape
of a love, made real…
Photo by 12019, Pixabay
I’ve seen you, the mirror bestood
the shelled husk, and
the ground spoke
in tones
musk
scent delivered, atmosphere tense,
boiling over imminent
as presence fills my being with a firmament,
languid colors
arise
it is
the nature
of everyone
to despise, yet
love is always there, hiding in the alcoves
of hearts and
minds
remove
the fragrance delivered,
and let love
reign
far,
and wide…
Photo by Gadini, Pixabay
I am excited to share my poem, ravens flying on wings, which is now available at MasticadoresIndia. A big thank you to Terveen Gill, and the entire team at MasticadoresIndia for publishing this piece, and for their continued support.
ravens flying on wings
the curtains, pulled tight, made of silk, and
reminiscent of the night, reminds me of
a time, before transgression,
and
possessions of body and mind…
I would be honored if you would go here and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!
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the flowers speak to me, through the trees, as
they caress the wind so lovingly, and
offer us a glimpse of what love
could be…
nature advances past circumstance,
a human mind, relegated to
the back
beyond chance, and
destinies untoward advance
of a love
talked about for ages,
lived by sages, and ordinary folks
of all stages…
just like you and me, whispering through
the trees, past the winds, and to the
flowers kin, relating
the love
we feel within…
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I fell through the mirror once, and on the other side,
was you, hands clasped, and folded
neatly, you did always keep me
completely,
and
as
flowers fell from the sky, you gently made your way forward,
took my hand in yours, and then, the
question of my existence
spread…
arising in mind, the answer flooding my heart, as love
blossomed like the sun, retiring me to your
awaiting arms
the resonance, now,
won…
Photo by akirEVarga, Pixabay
walking into misery, watching it unfold, it envelops me
like a cloak, I
drown from within, you were just here, how could
it have been…understanding loses meaning,
as heart breaks into a thousand
pieces
shattering like glass, spreading out through the air,
diamond bits rest in my chest, throat stuck,
tongue thick, with
a mind
blinking
into
a
mist…
traveling back in time, unavailable, so will settle
on memories lying dormant
in mind, and
heart
though
they
do
tell the story of your love, divined
deep as the ocean is wide, you did your best, while
dealing with your pain
like a mime
and, while goodbyes are unnecessary, I would like to tell
you how much I love you,
one last
time…
Photo by Nicholas_Demetriades, Pixabay
heartbreaks are full of rain, and the setting sun,
is just the same, as senseless tragedies,
they came
knocking at our door, waiting, and watching
for us to bring the
thrum
of a life lived underneath the trim, and drum
of absence embroiled, and
shunned
weeping like the flowers on a midsummer morn,
we call to the heavens, wanting to know
more
about the reasons existence pulls the chains and
chords, while we fight against our inner-
discord…as
remembering seems like an eternity, we draw
on every piece of light left available, and
take it all in,
keeping
the
flame of hope and love alive, as we abide, and
continue to unwind
time
now…resting easy in our hearts and minds….
Photo by MabelAmber, Pixabay
looking to the sky, I see wisps of dreams pass by,
hung to clouds, and curled up tight inside
they drift and float, as the land and sea
continue to roam, we
search far and wide, and continue to try,
clutching at dreams, portrayed in the mirrors
magic display, seen…
a reflection, and refraction, of life’s mysterious
contradictions of mind, gleaned…yet
stillness continues to elude us, as we hang our dreams
on the clouds that pass by, and search for meaning
outside, still
as day turns to night, and
the clouds disappear from sight,
the light burning on the horizon, bright,
reminds us
of the love we feel deep inside…
Photo by Fotocitizen, Pixabay
rocks covered in green,
the misty between,
sitting at the edge of the unseen,
wondering what this mystery is to me…as
reflection gives way
to transgressions of the past,
and mind continues to flitter,
here, and there, I
sit quietly, watching and observing the
drama play out, without a shout…as
flitter turns
inside out, and brings with it some clout…now
slowing down…as
love arises from the center
of all things beautifully configured…
In response to the WDYS#104 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
Image credit; Sean Robertson @ Unsplash
a dream,
mind conjures, as
intuition blossoms, and
reflects upon
conditioned aspects
of time borrowed…
harsh
as they seem
we grew through
the pain and agony…
trials and tribulations
abound, as we recount
each moment, and, at times, drown
in the feelings
swallowing us whole,
like a magical black hole….
spinning vortex,
light withdrawn,
senses expand, reaching
out for a hand
to hold onto at last…
breathing in life’s energy,
we wrestle with time,
and the nature
of the agonies
written upon
the sands
of our collective destinies…as
light shows back up,
speaking in the language
of love lost, pain healed, and
compassion given out, to all those that shout,
curse at the skies, and wonder why…
as deep inside,
we recognize our face
in the collection of pictures
we see in the mirror
of our humanity,
as we (re)adjust within
and get ready to again begin…
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