Kissing ghosts
20 March 2016
Night-time breathes
Essence of outlines
Hovering
In the air
Between the dark and the light
Forms hidden in sight
Suspended
Between Earth and skies
Amorphous
Shades of grey
They gather close where I lay
In between spaces
Dreamtime strikes
A chord deep within
Like clockwork
I start task
Glory of netherworld’s breed
Ravenous their seed
Feeding child
Of honey and milk
There are queues
For the old
A thin line of remembrance
Before dark penance
We starve soul
Through bouts and binges
When bodies
Swell and burst
Saturated with the feed
Recollecting thirst
Of quenching
Thirst for inner realm
I know tales
Of sirens
They drink the oceans to brink
Of silent despair
With their hearts
I sit in solace
Stone for stone
Rigid talk
I forecast the first ripple
When feelings will stir
The lines blur
Draw false conclusions
Am I carved
Are they set
We open lines of regret
In marble we cloak
My blue veins
They shudder dark ink
From bosom
Every day
I raise hope but in dread sink
When clocks mark dark hour
Random call
It wakes me to sight
Of unnamed
Kissing ghosts
I compose odes to the light
That trickles through me
Reading of the poem:
Duduk of the North [Gladiator] – Hans Zimmer & Djivan Gasparyan
Distant Lands – Djivan Gasparyan Arman Chakmakian
Kapuit Manushak (Blue Violet) – Duduk Djivan Gasparyan
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