Wearing Her
16 October 2017
Splitting ache
Within the bosom
Standing guard
With regard
Consideration for her
As the wolf pack moves
Stand at ease
Neither lead nor tease
Discover
Underneath
Flying her colours on face
Mark engraved like ace
Clear patterns
For my perusal
Wearing Her
Like a glove
Heaps of laces dissolving
My mind revolving
Reading of the poem:
Sen Gelmez Oldun – Alihan Samedov
Cutting through Slices
15 June 2017
Shifting node
In the mind’s spaces
Thought races
Embraces
Strings of unwoven laces
End the start faces
Star studded
Nights of never more
They whisper
Through Lisper
The thoughts becoming crisper
In sounds we thudded
Hovercraft
Through the mind we craft
Two by two
We go through
The door that heart entices
Cutting through Slices
Reading of the poem:
Instrumental – Aye Malik Tere Bande Hum (Flute, Sitar & Santoor)
Instrumental – Megha Chayee Aadhi Raat (Sitar, Santoor & Flute)
Chandan Sa Badan Chanchal Chitwan (Sitar, Flute & Santoor)
Birth the day
1 November 2016
Feel the night
Body aroma
Gifted touch
In fingers
Learning the texture of rain
As it falls off you
Ghostly light
Plays upon your skin
Ringing tone
Of your voice
Whispers with which I rejoice
In corners of mind
Tongue unkind
Pillar of the weak
We undressed
In soul meek
Remnants of stains and laces
Glories disgraces
Heap the wage
Of war and pieces
Of life strewn
Under moon
Ravenous she stilled the dune
That played in your eyes
Tell me lies
Half-truths of morrows
Lead astray
Silent sway
Our naked bodies in hay
Summertime’s promise
The lost bliss
Through your winter’s hiss
Paves my way
Birth the day
When daffodils shine in May
December spotting
Reading of the poem:
Light in her Eyes – Alexander V.Mogilco feat. SilMi
We need the mortar
7 November 2015
Look now dear Hatter
Oh no, now what can I do
Tie the laces fly
Just buckle my shoe
The mind that flies becomes lax
And takes days farther
Cross Heart if I lie
This now came from Annie’s Axe
I asked to scatter
None would now comply
And Shitji’s broken wall too
They found grey Matter
I set straight altar
From the darkest Blue
Where slits would run thin
Runaway tartar
Rides the Mongolian Wall’s Hue
As the Chinese Skin
We need the mortar
They keep giving us the glue
Sticky boneless spin
Kicks in Gibraltar
Highest in game who is Who
From soldier a Tin
Another Brick in the Wall – Song from Pink Floyd – THE WALL Movie
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