Promise of the Fall

July 24, 2016July 25, 2016 Geetha B Dark, Dragon, Night, Poetry, Prayers, Respite, Shadorma, Sun, Uncategorized Blazing, Blue, Branches, Chest, Cyan, Dark, Dewdrops, Fall, Flights, Heart, Keeper, Lungs, Nights, Nocturnal, Oath, One, Pain, poetry, Promise, Rage, Regrets, Respite, Ribcage, Shadorma, Sun, White

Promise of the Fall

24 July 2016

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All is spent

Efforts and prayers

The Dragon

Uncovers

Scales and gills under layers

Mistaken for flesh

Blue genies

Sing of oncoming

Nocturnal

Silent flights

When we will roam into nights

Deeper than cyan

Man lion

Keeper of the sun

We are one

Under oath

What seeps in one seeps in both

The blazing branches

Dining smoke

Ribs a black anthem

He inhales

I exhale

Withered lungs flailing ribcage

Burning in the rage

The regrets

They serve no purpose

The chest dark

The heart white

Intervals give me respite

Between mighty breaths

In due time

My rhyme will explain

The meanings

Of the pain

When the dewdrops will recall

Promise of the Fall

Reading of the poem:

A matter of Time – Dillon

Your Flesh against Mine- Dillon

Lightning Sparked – Dillon

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W5TngXXO7dg

The flaming bushes

July 13, 2016 Geetha B Heart, Moon, Poetry, Rain, Shadorma, Spirit, Sun, Time, Uncategorized Dewdrops, Fall, Flow, Heart, Heavens, leaves, Moon, Rain, Rhyme, Seasons, Spirits, Suns, time

The flaming bushes

13 July 2016

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Thwarting Time

My hands unconstrained

Strumming rhyme

As it rained

From heavens dewdrops gathered

In my blooming Heart

The moon spake

Of suns disappeared

Like spirits

Of the leaves

Upon fall of seasons rake

Disincarnate flow

She said soft

I rise while he sets

I bed him

He bid me

A goodbye morrow’s token

The flaming bushes

Reading of the poem:

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Song to the moon – Antonin Dvorak (Soprano: Renée Fleming)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYDrpMwgIt0

Living Life

July 7, 2016 Geetha B Death, Life, Poetry, Shadorma, Sun, Sunflower, Sunlight, Uncategorized Ash, Chest, Clockwork, Dreamtime, Flames, heat, Hiccups, Ink, Journey, Knowledge, Life, Light, Math, Numbers, poetry, Recollections, Self, Shadorma, Sink, Smoke

Living Life

7 July 2016

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Soaring mind

Explores inner heights

Life ebbing

Slowly leaves

The chest flutters barely heaves

As the breath shudders

The whispers

Imperceptible

Wisps of smoke

Hanging low

The ash now dissolving slow

As the flame simmers

Journey’s sum

Fantasy of math

Where numbers

Fade in ink

Recollections of them sink

As the chords vibrate

Chests dilate

With every full breath

The periods

A mere stop

Where the life will meet with death

Suspended dreamtime

Living Life

In between hiccups

Lonely days

Pave the way

Into knowledge of the self

No thoughts on the shelf

The suns’ rays

Gather more than heat

Like clockwork

They whir soft

Seconds count pastime aloft

Journey of the light

Reading of the poem:

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Experience – Ludovico Einaudi

Life – Ludovico Einaudi

Burning – Ludovico Einaudi

Where Earth sprinkles Air

June 24, 2016June 24, 2016 Geetha B Clouds, Earth, Heartbeat, Nightingale, Poetry, Rain, Senryu, Spells, Sun, Uncategorized

Where Earth sprinkles Air

24 June 2016

Unanswered questions

Float in tense expectations

I move in freefall

We seek not defeat

Our hands workers of new fates

Our minds connivance

Do you seek heartbeat

Or stillness of the silence

Obliterating

Float with me through clouds

They sizzle from the sun’s touch

When rains cast their spells

Throw yourself in flames

Lose yourself to find yourself

Unplanned are the games

Do you hear the drums

They beat tomorrow that comes

Flowing in the heart

Stillness is heartbeat

Motion in motionless thrives

Together apart

The path winds and dives

The diver divine dancer

Question is answer

The wind blows sparkles

The lark and nightingale pair

Where Earth sprinkles air

Reading of the poem:

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Heartbeats – Niladri Kumar

Sensuous – Niladri Kumar

If you ever loved – Niladri Kumar

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mW5H13wYyIw

The Silent Tree

June 21, 2016 Geetha B Promises, Silence, Sun, Tree, Uncategorized

The Silent Tree

21 June 2016

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The Silent Tree

It bustles around

With keen promises of words

Hanging like dead fruit

Adrift the swaying leaves

The Silent Tree

It sheltered my frame

With a hundred drops of shade

Casting spells of dark

Amidst the scorching sun

The Silent Tree

I climbed its branches

Making merry of the ground

My hands tools of skies

Beyond reach of the mind

The Silent Tree

We had carved its bark

With tomorrows nevermore

Basking in todays

In fading centuries

The Silent Tree

We had cut its branches

When dying sun passed away

Snuffed out like candle

Within eye of the Storm

The Silent Tree

We both watched it fall

Its roots decaying tunnels

Where the rats ran free

Through eras of regret

The Silent Tree

Its hushed memories

Shivered within my bosom

When the moon sang shrill

With voiceless agony

The Silent Tree

I shake off its leaves

From desperate clinging arms

That embraced me tight

Before I emerged free

Reading of the poem:

Death is a disease – Clint Mansell, Kronos Quartet, Mogwai

Xibalba – Clint Mansell, Kronos Quartet, Mogwai

Together we will live forever – Clint Mansell, Kronos Quartet, Mogwai

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pj_8-jCwbkA

The permanent game

June 17, 2016April 7, 2019 Geetha B Creation, Earth, Gold, Poetry, Purple, Shadorma, Sun, Uncategorized

The permanent game

17 June 2016

I am wind

Blowing through the ice

Kissing peaks

Lurking deep

Within caverns of the Earth

Beckoning to sun

I am sun

Hiding my glory

Behind clouds

Amongst crowds

Blue red and gold define me

Purple is my frame

I’m water

Flowing through the streams

Gushing forth

Gathering

Glowing energy for all

As I rush to source

I am hole

Blacker than the night

Inhaling

Exhaling

Birthing rejecting matter

Parallel highways

I am Her

Eternal woman

My hand’s touch

Skies’ magic

The blue womb of creation

In red glove of Love

I am Time

Flowing forth both ways

Thrice forward

Once backward

Step back a recognition

Of the wayward path

I am storm

Darkest hues of skies

When lightning

Kisses Earth

When the sky-kissed lands give birth

To new promises

I am light

Brightening darkness

Waning moon

Fills herself

My inner core endless well

Where she transfigures

I am fire

Bottled in the skies

Like genie

Of heavens

Stormy dome my birthing field

I flying Phoenix

I am sun

Rebirth my credo

Concentrate

Of new shapes

Baring the rocky landscapes

That my glare begets

I am all

Impermanent frame

Inner core

Mutating

Cells within replicating

The permanent game

Reading of the poem:

Kyrie – Antaeus

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k2ec7QHz-mA

The journey

June 16, 2016 Geetha B Castles, King, Kingdom, Moon, Poetry, Shadorma, Sun, Uncategorized

The journey

15 June 2016

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Wrapping up

Tying the loose ends

In firm knots

They align

Their drooping figures a sign

Of the oncoming

Move further

The day’s labour calls

Diligent

Hands obey

Scales for the future they weigh

Disappearing mass

The sun sets

On valleys that sway

In tall homes

Preachers pray

Their rosaries a staircase

Between me and I

The night breathes

The scent of days churned

Through fingers

Still counting

The total bill amounting

To gate keeper’s fee

I fly lone

Through sunrise within

Moon and sun

Face to face

See me through deepest disgrace

Until I reach skies

The journey

Carries me through clouds

White and pure

Like his shrouds

He is King of my castle

His light my Kingdom

Reading of the poem:

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Going somewhere – Abel Korzeniowski

Come Gentle Night – Abel Korzeniowski

Clouds – Abel Korzeniowski

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N74206Uepek

Not at Home

May 14, 2016 Geetha B Green, Hills, Home, Ivy, Poetry, Pulse, Shadorma, Sun, Uncategorized Ants, Cypresses, Death, Dome, Drip, Drop, Drum, Earth, Elders, Eyes, Giant, Green, Heartbeat, Hills, Home, Ivy, Keys, Life, Pace, Padlock, poetry, Poison, Pulse, Rays, Royal, Shadorma, Sun, Venom

Not at Home

14 May 2016

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The garden

Withers from the sun

It once breathed

Shining bright

The same rays give life and death

All is in dosage

Drop by drop

Even venom cures

Plastic face

Renews grace

Through the effect of poison

Coursing through its lines

Drip by drip

The blood exchanges

Old for new

They were few

Now they scurry throughout Earth

Ants in royal hills

Pulse by pulse

We measure other

The heartbeat

A keen drum

Of all the feelings the sum

Muffled nothingness

Pace by pace

I gain momentum

Consistence

The tedium

Daily inching towards hope

While this Earth I roam

Not at home

Lost in wilderness

Green ivy

Enchains me

Into thickest of the fear

As I look for keys

Not at home

The padlock still creaks

Though I oil

Its hinges

Stealing myself through thin holes

For a glance at home

Soul cringes

Upon the return

The elders

They make way

Brash generations today

Their young mind wavers

Not at home

No lessons are learnt

Amnesia

The only tool

I chase my tail like a fool

Humourless plaything

Not at home

Invisible dome

Compresses

Suppresses

The eyes in all Cypresses

Giant lookout post

Reading of the poem:

Sunny Road – Emiliana Torrini

Tookah – Emiliana Torrini

Baby Blue – Emiliana Torrini

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDnd5snrn1s

The bird on the hand

May 2, 2016 Geetha B Birds, Blue, Clouds, Poetry, Sun, Tanka, Uncategorized

The bird on the hand

2 May 2016

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Grey dawn awakens

Sleepy grasshoppers stretching

In drizzle of light

Idle thoughts in the half-light

Stir lazily in my mind

Silent butterflies

Flutter in the morning rays

That slowly emerge

My restless hands stretch outwards

Craving gift of the sun’s warmth

Silent observer

Tiny sparrow lands promptly

Perched on my fingers

Turned master of life and death

I lift my hand gingerly

The bird on the hand

Watching clouds fly in the sky

Blue dreams of springtime

Within bosom hopes of sun

Spiral towards lost freedom

Wanton prisoner

Delaying its onward flight

The sparrow hops twice

Curious mind discovering

I repeat the lost trials

The clouds gather dark

Their rims stripped of all linings

Stand dry tone on tone

Knaves take shelter the soonest

While the brave dance in the storms

Reading of the poem:

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Masao Yamamoto – Photography with music of John Williams (Morning)

Masao Yamamoto – The Space between Flowers

Masao Yamamoto – Haiku with music of Joe Hisaishi, “Sakura”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUN9dhiV-i8

Ours Undying Realms

April 22, 2016 Geetha B Circle, Circles, Dragon, Earth, Gods, Kingdoms, Moon, Poetry, Purple, Shadorma, Sun, Three, Uncategorized, Wine Birth, Blood, Blue, Bond, Bride, Circle, Circles, Divine, Dragon, Dreamtime, Flames, Flesh, Fountains, Goddess, Gods, Immortal, Kingdoms, Light, Lips, Miracles, Moon, mother, poetry, Prowess, Purple, Red, Second Coming, Shadorma, Son, Spine, Square, Sun, Three, Tool, Wine, Womb, World

Ours Undying Realms

22 April 2016

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Listen well

We speak in dreamtime

Son of skies

Sun of Earth

We bond beyond miracles

That hastened your birth

Immortal

Your sinking flesh dives

Into blue

Air bubbles

You are diluted endless

Our tool of the light

Blue in red

Knotted now the thread

Three circles

End the spine

The will then spoken divine

My blood daily wine

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Sink your lips

Into my fountains

We chose you

Moon goddess

The tongue more than mere prowess

Pathways to the Gods

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Purple hues

A lost world renews

Blessings born

From womb torn

The openings of wet tides

Dragon tamer rides

He springs forth

The second coming

The mother

A blue bride

Beginning in the ending

The circle is squared

The flames flared

Illusion a wisp

Of dying

Grey kingdoms

Hastened to the fleeting helms

Ours Undying Realms

Reading of the poem:

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No Ordinary Love – Sade

Love is Found – Sade

Paradise – Sade

Your Love is King – Sade

Kiss of Life – Sade

Nothing can come between Us – Sade

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oVI0GW-Xd4

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