Suns

Time no Time

Geetha B Dreamtime, Fear, Light, Path, Poetry, Shadorma, Silence, Time, Timelapse, Timeline, Timeloop, Uncategorized

Time no Time

8 May 2016

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Inside Time

Milliseconds drip

Centuries

Whirling fast

Within warped universes

That leave head spinning

 

Under Time

The silence echoes

Wasted thoughts

Daily tasks

Withered in suns as she basks

Outlines twined shadows

 

The humdrum

It stretches worthless

Sunken fear

Opposed rising

The mind and thought surmising

Through opposite peaks

 

Across Time

Walking gingerly

Guided path

Mentor flies

Following with downcast eyes

Avoiding the wrath

 

Outside Time

Proportions vary

All dilates

Written slates

Matter less when we become

Light’s transient beings

 

Time no Time

All the dead people

They party

Pale corpses

They make merry with shut eyes

When sight sees not lies

 

Reading of the poem: 

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City of the Dead – Eurielle

Rescue me – Eurielle

Lament for Thorin – Eurielle

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FCF3qSqn4g

In the break of twin daylights

Geetha B Blue, Earth, Galaxies, Heart, Lace, Poetry, Purple, Red, Shadorma, Tree, Twinflames, Uncategorized, Void , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

In the break of twin daylights

5 May 2016

 

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I love you

Yes I can’t not love

Your shadow

Within me

It builds a seed of morrows

Where giants pave roads

 

I love moons

That shine on widows

Covered face

Banished grace

Eyes that beat beneath the lace

With hundred sorrows

 

Tiny heart

Flutters in ribcage

Its shadow

Lost in Earth

Hurtling through an endless space

Between eye and lash

 

I sink slow

Within inner worlds

They spell voids

Galaxies

Limitless rainbows that curve

Around blue mountains

 

Inside me

There lies purple tree

It bears fruit

Red blue leaves

Remnants of bosom that heaves

With crust of the Earth

 

Within sight

There lies a lone star

She beckons

To New Worlds

Where sisters knit the white wombs

That will bear infants

 

The children

Their hearts make merry

Blue meadows

Glistening

The plains alive now ringing

With call of the wild

 

I love you

In infinity

Every face

Is your face

Your heart among every beat

Across blue valleys

 

I love you

Yet I cannot love

My heart lost

Forever

In the break of twin daylights

For I love the suns

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Sinking inside yourself – Hammock

The Silence – Hammock

I can almost see You – Hammock

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQfFiuJ7FwQ

As new suns arise

Geetha B Gift, Poetry, Senryu, Stillness, Suns, Time, Uncategorized

As new suns arise

4 May 2016

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Wake to the morrows

They are printed within Time

The gift of the thought

 

The peak of stillness

Where realities unfold

Twining the outcomes

 

Hear the call inside

The weaknesses hidden strengths

As new suns arise

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Nova Gaia / Rising

 

تلك الكلمات / Those translucent words

Geetha B Poetry, Uncategorized, Words

تلك الكلمات

(Poetically translated into a Senryu in English below or here)

٢٧ أبريل ٢٠١٦

Those words

تلك الكلمات

تضاربت في ثديي

طيور في قفص

∞

و أغانيهم

كسر المد والجزرفي الدم

دورة القمر

∞

 قد تحدثنا

مثل طنين مليون نحل

لفت أيدينا

∞

حول العقود

الآجلة صورت

لهب الوحدة

∞

تلك الكلمات

حمامة حلقت

فائقة الكسر

∞

نار الوعود

رمز للضوء الداخلي

من ضمن الظلام

∞

كل ما كان

يحل تدريجيا

دخان رمادي

∞

قشرة الأرض

دائرة حول شمسين

أعماق الوضوح

∞

قراءة القصيدة: 

Those translucent words

(poetic  “translation” into an English Senryu of a Senryu written in Arabic, above or here)

27 April 2016

Words English

Those translucent words

They beat fast in my bosom

Like fierce and caged birds

 

Their beautiful songs

Broken tides of the dark blood

A cycle of moon

 

We once spoke along

Like buzz of a million bees

Our hands were still wrapped

 

Around bright futures

That unfolding slow portrayed

Light of Unity

 

Those translucent words

They flew like a dove so high

Born Unbreakable

 

The shimmering bond

A token of inner light

Within the darkness

 

All that there once was

Gradually dissolving

In grey wisps of smoke

 

Earth’s crust Revolving

Circling my two fading suns

Depths of Clarity

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Wounded Heart – Audiomachine

Eve of Battle – Audiomachine

Legacy – Audiomachine

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NYXiTN2GCdg

Like a ghost in decay

Geetha B Italian Sonnet, Poetry, Sonnet, Soul, Uncategorized

Like a ghost in decay

14 April 2016

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Look upon horizon see the trees that will grow

Through the empty playgrounds where the voices holler

They fabricate reason for a token to show

Cinderella makes rounds for midnights to colour

 

The king tries for treason as the daffodils slow

Fading garland surrounds the beard like a trawler

Flowers out of season smother traces of snow

Flickering net makes grounds for souls to grow taller

 

You called upon me once like a ghost in decay

The moon shone through your frame like a weeping willow

Head hung facing two suns as three to music sway

 

For beating heart to tame shoulder to cast pillow

I offered you sun’s bunce web of golden threads’ play

You resumed aging game sliced orphan and widow

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Xibalba – Clint Mansell

Not at Home – Clint Mansell

Together we will live forever – Clint Mansell

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swAicg0GjNg

Wherein knights are made

Geetha B Heavenly, Light, Meadows, Poetry, Shadorma, Shadows, Uncategorized , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Wherein knights are made

10 April 2016

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Hold the thought

It rings with solace

Of hundreds

Of dead stars

They carve infinity’s ways

The suns in arrays

 

Neatly tucked

Within folds of me

This is Time

Bluebells chime

They ring to glory of One

Where all had begun

 

Listen hard

The voices speak soft

They cast light

And shadows

Upon heavenly meadows

Wherein knights are made

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Fields of Gold – Rumi

Alchemist – Rumi

The Alchemy of Love – Rumi

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtQM-tuEaFo

Losing touch

Geetha B Dreams, Heart, Kingdoms, Poetry, Shadorma, Soul, Uncategorized , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Losing touch

4-5 April 2016

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Caring much

Flames in heart a pyre

Soul outlet

Part regret

Equal portions of the two

The fear, the desire

 

Climb higher

Mountains may have peaks

Yet they stare

Into clouds

Solace a vision of shrouds

On heavenly frame

 

Call my name

In whirling waters

Abyss stares

Into skies

In between a string of lies

Man-made disasters

 

I fly free

The heart in throbbing

Holds the key

To kingdoms

There are castles in the air

Between mind and flair

 

Implosion

Internal order

Aligned streams

Path of dreams

The world less than what it seems

Dissolving matter

 

Rays scatter

Remnants of the fear

Scorching suns

Raise the bar

Feet walking on liquid tar

Roads of redemption

 

Losing touch

Recollections void

Nothingness

A slow spin

Neither lose nor ever win

Souls in between worlds

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Beauty King – The White Birch

Riot – The White Birch

New Kingdom – The White Birch

Love is so real – The White Birch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACwbn4OZOts

Ode to Nevermore

Geetha B Air, Blood, Land, Poetry, Shadorma, Sun, Uncategorized, Water

Ode to Nevermore

22 March 2016

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Nevermore

Will the sun rise East

The throbbing

Horizons

Witness two bright rising suns

My children from North

 

Nevermore

Will the foot touch lands

Sunken grounds

They distill

Decantation a process

Within the waters

 

Nevermore

Will the breath be air

We grow gills

Like once lungs

Breathing a new exercise

Of birthing anew

 

Nevermore

Will we crawl on Earth

We will fly

The gills lost

We will pay blood more than cost

Of feathers renewed

 

Nevermore

Will we live alone

Our blood type

Time’s carving

The cells in our frames starving

The star-bound journeys

 

Nevermore

Will our eyes focus

On tired strain

Of muscles

Our bodies disappearing

Ode to nevermore

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Lara Fabian, Юрий Башмет, Дживан Гаспарян – “Vocalise”/ “Вокализ”

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

Walk swim fly anew

Geetha B Blue, Flight, Kingdoms, Poetry, Purple, Red, Shadorma, Sun, Uncategorized

Walk swim fly anew

20 March 2016

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Sacrifice

The preparation

Of witness

Time’s harness

Four horses ride into dusk

Emblem of movement

 

Guns resound

In the wilderness

Lone bullets

They fly high

Above reasons and meaning

They carve the ether

 

What is dead

Stays forever down

The lost crown

Ne’er retrieved

Widow and orphan bereaved

Hate composes dread

 

There are lands

Etched in the kingdoms

Of the sky

Where I lie

My hands gifting the green wheat

Gift of the morrows

 

Threading fate

Twin are my bright suns

My rivers

Purple clad

Indistinctly good and bad

People of my Heart

 

Take the twin

From breaking waters

Births’ fusion

Red and Blue

Decompose the Times landscapes

Walk swim fly anew

 

Reading of the poem: 

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13.Mozart’s Requiem – VI. Agnus Dei

8.Mozart’s Requiem-Lacrimosa

6.Mozart’s Requiem – Recordare

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f9kp6pI3Or4

What is this madness?

Geetha B Body, Dark, Dawn, Day, Freedom, Haiku, Image, Love, Mirror, Moon, Night, One, Poetry, Soul, Thoughts , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

What is this madness?

19 August 2015

 

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I wake before dawn

Having slept at its onset

Verily refreshed

 

If you are handler

Let my body be handles

That you may hold me

 

Thoughts of you suffuse

My very core as they light

Every handle’s fires

 

I became candle

That you may see in the dark

During your journeys

 

I became your feet

That I may lift your being

To the highest states

 

Elevated, free

You trod upon me never

We flew in heavens

 

Like your cloak of skies

I sleep with your sweet setting

Within me you rise

 

The suns wilting, skulk

At this radiance of you

As your soul unfolds

 

The moon unabashed

Held mirror to your image

And stole your silver

 

Sun and moon conspired

In wake of your glorious light

To cast you shadows

 

What is this madness

That day is night, night is day

And you stay the One?

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kY5qU0Dfpao