Fight

One one thousand clear

Geetha B Flight, Heart, Heartbeat, Heartpath, Light, Mind, Poetry, Revolution, Shadorma, Uncategorized, Void

One one thousand clear

30 July 2016

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Days go by

Like centuries spin

Outnumbered

Cornered wolves

Grope at chances woven thin

Revolution’s din

 

The heart sways

Cacophony’s ways

Imprinting

Blood vessels

Sailing within like mermaids

The sea shore pervades

 

Thoughts of you

Hovering like breath

Life and Death

Tilting point

When connection is disjoint

Broken synapses

 

Relapses

Like a cancer grow

Fabrics tear

From the wear

The Heart a thousand beats counts

Before it kick starts

 

Drilling might

One one thousand clear

Flesh surmounts

Massive dose

Liquid breath on my repose

Tears streaming backwards

 

Flight onwards

The pull and the push

I am Void

I am Light

Within me lies every fight

Simmers like embers

 

Reading of the poem: 

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For Now – Thomas Feiner

Scars and Glasses – Thomas Feiner and Anywhen

The Siren Songs – Thomas Feiner and Anywhen

 

Egregious

Geetha B Poetry, Shadorma, Uncategorized

Egregious

29 July 2016

 

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Night-bred haunt

Lurking in passage

To nowhere

The ship sails

Passengers in vests no tails

Shortened evenings

 

The bell rings

Reminder of call

To children

Huddled small

Inside my bosom’s stairs flight

Beseeching the light

 

Pass through me

I am needle’s eye

Pulsating

With keen sight

All without now stark blindness

Only morrows’ fight

 

Villainy

An art of living

The words dark

The craft deaf

Resonance but lonely theft

Forming the letters

 

Breath fetters

When guided by voice

Sunken deep

Into heap

Of sporadic movements sly

Catcher of the rye

 

Taste heavy

Laden with the guilt

Egregious

Waverings

To hate people but love things

Dissolute matter

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Yonderhead – Thomas Feiner

All that Numbs You – Thomas Feiner

Dinah and the Beautiful Blue – Thomas Feiner and Anywhen

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

Do you see?

Geetha B Blues, Love, Nine, Poetry, Red, Shadorma, Soul, Time, Uncategorized , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Do you see?

23 January 2016

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Do you see

The falling memories

They build lakes

Steeped in blue

The hue of moonshine

She and I were two

 

Did you know

Inevitable

Red meets blue

Purple tunes

The fusion of the phoenix

Rising from ashes

 

Child in me

Picks up drawing ink

Squaring planes

Circles twined

Profusion of connections

Slits into the soul

 

You are blind

Like we were once deaf

Our worlds shut

Like tight breath

Exhaling from compressed lips

Landscapes of sorrow

 

The silence

Communication

All dead words

In white shroud

My dark shadows lost in cloud

Nine a mere number

 

In your mind

Your thoughts roam alone

Path of stone

Ropes for blind

Highways grey crumbs left behind

Bricks for the tender

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Trick or treat

Guessing overstayed

Underpaid

Time precious

Ticks sucking red drops of life

Amusement parks themes

 

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Dark playgrounds

I seldom choose black

Shapes curving

Circles full

Foot ventures not on dead track

Misplaced wanderings

 

Truth and lies

Tilting sceneries

Wilting rose

Doubts impose

Proximity’s timed playthings

Stuffed toys for musings

 

Bask in light

Revered distant star

Twinkle bright

Lost the fight

We honour your corpse buried

Six blue feet under

 

Thieves plunder

Jewels of your chest

Show and tell

Cast a spell

Between words plastered and song

The walls hearts arrest

 

Clock ticks talks

Language spelt or read

Hymns for dead

Clues for child

Imagination runs wild

My aim in clear head

 

Do you see

The wasted morrows

They sink ships

Hidden hues

Swarms of bees suckling pristine

Sprouting of my Blues

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Francesca Gagnon – Querer (Cirque du Soleil)

Una noche mas — Μία νύχτα ακόμα– YASMIN LEVY-LYRICS -Greek

Arno Elias -El corazon – Η καρδιά (greek subtitles)

The Cinematic Orchestra – Arrival of The Birds (432 hz)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5a7SmhdJz8

Practising still life

Geetha B Life, Peace, Poetry, Shelter, Still life, Will , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Practising still life

29 August 2015

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Walking on eggshells

Toiling through the days planted

A slippery path

 

A parade for none

Balance maintained by sheer will

For pain to withstand

 

Life is always such

That calm relays agony

Rainbow to be felt

 

Kick off calm and dance

Raging with the elements

That battle within

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Spending you in throes

Fight and you are overcome

You fight only you

 

Blinded spectacle

Lending itself to ashes

The blind will behold

 

Practising still life

A lifetime to reach the point

Of abandonment

 

Look into my eyes

I will raise you now my peace

For shelter you bring

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Agape

Geetha B Injustice, Love, Poems

AGAPE  

Keeping the light, staying clean in the fight  

September 1, 2010  

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I try with words to keep my sanity  

To keep out the impulsion in me  

Never to think about vengeance  

Trying, awake, to make penance  

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But my sanity walks a tight rope  

While I keep the love and hope  

He jabs at me and tries so to cut  

Into my insides, my poor sore gut  

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A bit of flesh that I may deny  

All values to turn around try  

To jab him back or him pierce  

His side in an angle so fierce

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Fighting back in gut and blood  

Head hung, hands in the mud  

Instead I keep my head high  

Reaching desperately to the sky  

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Trying to seize that waning light  

That once shone in me so bright  

And brought me always such solace  

Removing of all ailments the trace  

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And as I fight to find, bring me back  

To keep in me of such love the knack  

Knowing I am still there, though slight  

Flexing, crouching under this plight  

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I know I fight in firm and strong peace  

Remembering from the ancient Greece  

The word that Rumi tried so to convey  

A blissful, smooth, silken word, Agape

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