In the gold of alchemist
8 August 2017
Shining lines
Covet lightened shrines
Come hither
We cloak selves
In the gold of alchemist
Leaving copper trail
Trade my faith
Thousand bolts under
Thunder’s call
Tall to wraith
The subdued versions recall
Memories of the fall
September
Will bring me ember
Of moon’s death
Slow sun’s breath
A tale to remake amber
Jaded tiger’s eyes
Reading of poem:
In search – Manish Vyas
No trade where no fear
7 May 2016
Silent stream
World of inversion
Relentless
Whirling fast
Desperation to the last
Of fading monsters
Strident scream
World of perversion
Black to white
The weak smite
The kings walk slow in tatters
While the knaves bear crowns
Inside out
The miracles wane
Fading pain
New desire
Unending cycle matters
The caves of my mind
Light splatters
Cavities of eyes
I see them
The dark hordes
Silhouettes cut against gleam
Of waning moonbeam
They depict
With our quaking fears
Shades of grey
Loss decay
Down once more into the fray
Battle creation
Upside down
Kafka they remind
Those patterns
Bleak lanterns
Rising of the dead who drowns
Though the hand extends
We will see
The victorious ends
Rise of tides
That repeat
Endless the ways of defeat
When hearts speak sorrow
White pages
They speak to me scores
Sentences
Suspended
The trail of lives now ended
When agony won
We are one
Our beauty so clear
Fine crystal
Shimmering
The end of slavery’s ring
No trade where no fear
Reading of the poem:
My Favourite Faded Fantasy – Damien Rice
I don’t want to change you – Damien Rice
The Blower’s Daughter – Damien Rice
Know thyself
20 February 2016
The dark smarts
Hooded shadows roam
Within night
Their feet slight
Their footsteps lost in silence
Of the blackened arts
The stories
Flowers in bouquet
Some radiant
Some wilted
Series of experiences
All set in the growth
Memories
Cast in blue windows
To the soul
There is trail
The heart wizens as I fail
To harken to both
Listening
To clicks of the safe
Haven found
Give the keys
Crawl indoors upon your knees
Eat me and grow tall
Watch me fall
With the winter’s sleigh
Downhill ride
Upon snow
Of white feathers plucked out slow
Breaking my bad bone
Clutch it hard
Wish upon my chest
Of treasures
I store none
I gave once my very best
Now I am pauper
In life’s game
There are knights and pawns
Some visit
Royal lawns
Others like window shopper
Roam empty handed
There is shame
In stolen limelight
Fake varnish
Withered ends
If you lie you make amends
To name you tarnish
Know thyself
Meeting at midnight
Clarity
Soul’s delight
In the twining horizons
Watch grow your own light
Reading of the poem:
Beautiful Boyz – CocoRosie
Lost girls – CocoRosie
We are on fire – CocoRosie
Fairy paradise – CocoRosie
Gallows – CocoRosie
Lemonade – CocoRosie
I cannot sleep the night through
7 December 2015
Before break of dawn
Luminescence stirs me up
With traces of you
I follow the trails
Passive tracks in starlit steps
The walk to nowhere
Like a lost atom
Rotating in my own world
Eons from myself
You breathe into me
Through dreamtime that lies across
The rivers divide
We walk in shadows
In between dark and the light
Separate glances
Whirring like clockwork
In between what’s you and me
The moving fences
Wrestling with chaos
I cannot sleep the night through
Battles of moonlight
A day will soon rise
When sleep will be no longer
The waking Times shine
Angels Fall – Breaking Benjamin
Theory of a Deadman – Angel
Now that the trail has gone cold
15 November 2015
.
In the beginning
Time washed me on empty shores
Shell of air that hung
.
She breathed me Fire
Mother wove me from her womb
Golden thread for stars
.
She covered me clay
Rising tides her Oceans spent
Nights on my dark hair
.
. .
She swelled me tremors
Beating Heart she raised me high
Tidal waves my blood
.
.
She kneaded me bread
The black and the white she joined
Every mouth to feed
.
I wake in her ice
Now that the trail has gone cold
Heart follows her scent
.
Only my Mother
Scent of Jasmine knew her feet
Ambrosian Life
.
The Cranberries – Zombie
The Cranberries – Dreams
The Cranberries – Animal Instinct
I, flying Phoenix
4 November 2015
I walked into Love
Fearful, aligning my steps
A timid creature
.
Love watched me serene
Blowing at me with her winds
Playfully sowing
.
I walked in bubble
Made of the finest white glass
The texture of frost
.
Love picked at me slow
Her pecking bird of heavens
Slow delivery
.
The silent tremors
As she hovered around me
Oh the knees that shake!
.
I craned slight my neck
She drew blood with her sharp fangs
The bloodied retreat
.
.
I watched her now scared
Loathing her slight ugly form
Recollecting wits
.
Butterfly hovers
Caterpillar a mere slug
Loathing slimy trail
.
Love cast at me rocks
Hurling all within without
Sheared me, set me free
.
Naked and exposed
With my last shuddering sighs
I bowed to her slight
.
At last she then smiled
Mother and Father embraced
They showed me true Flames
.
Fire all consumed
From ashes I then emerged
I, flying Phoenix
.
The process of your own creation could be a distorted one if you do not listen carefully to the rain and do not understand correctly the synchronicities
Sacrifice is in leaving the greater for the greatest knowing the tool is not the task.
Silence – Vargo
Porspero’s books – opening crédits
Talking to Satie – Alessandra Celletti
Venez venez haine implacable – Gluck
Bliss – A Quiet Conversation
Giovanni Marradi – Just for You
Alessandra Celletti – I Discend to You, You Ascend to Me
The Sacrifice – Michael Nyman
Shatter me – Lindsey Stirling
Rumi – One Whisper of the Beloved
Voices of Infinity – Yakuro
Rumi – Gently, gently open your eyes
Vargo – The moment
On the Wings of Love – Fusion of Rumi and Hafiz poetry
In trail of Feathers
24 October 2015
The sun felt hunger
For the skin on my forearms
Its texture and touch
I hid in the ice
Cooling me in peace restored
Forgetting the sun
Its hunger clamoured
Reaching out to me in ice
Clad in my winter
Knowingly I plunged
I had shed clamours of you
Nightingale behind
The bird mutated
It grew blue from my traces
My sky-bound agent
Shrill it pecked at Heart
Its beak robust though so slight
Spent through ice cracking
.
Eyelids fluttering
Awoken from my slumber
Open Eye I kept
In between noises
I heard your distant sharp cry
But kept Heart in check
I know of a Soul
That drifted in oceans’ stares
Growing stark and bleak
Unbroken always
Backward loop kept me alive
Time will not come back
Diverging paths watch
Heavens choices can be read
In trail of Feathers
I stilled Hearts and Minds
A moment of Peace and Love
Pondering choices
.
Wish you were here – Bliss
Pure as snow – Momo
I’m sleeping under the Dead Tree – Films
Breathe – The White Birch
Leaving – The Last Days
Not Broken – Skye
The Time will never come back – The Last Days
The last one standing
14 August 2015
Confusion flew through
Earth’s core as it shook again
From his mad dances
Age-old female woke
Accompanying his steps
As he flew higher
Dishevelled and free
Their frames shimmering of stars
Neither in nor out
Black cosmos danced back
Milky way left out of trail
Of their prancing steps
Twirling and turning
Surrounded by countless void
They danced through abyss
All male all female
Racing exhaustion to be
The last one standing
Can Earthly love heal?
7 August 2015
Path to down under
Heaving with the keen longing
Of forgotten Grace
Listless I walk sole
Survivor of gushing wounds
That severed my soul
Walking in my trail
Your eyes follow my blithe frame
In dreams we unite
While I catch your gaze
Stillness turns turbulent flood
Lucid reverie
The warmth of your breath
Rekindles love’s memories
That stood still in time
The heat of your smile
Pierces through the icicles
That clung to my lids
The fire in your heart
Setting ablaze liquid soul
That dissolved in love
My fingers lay slight
Asking of the edge of you
Can Earthly love heal?
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