The unknown facets
26 September 2018
Life’s mysteries form
A pleat within destiny
Traces of camphor
Neatly tucked away
Remembrance a robe of light
My nostrils inflamed
Repeated chipping
Eye discovers in the seams
The unknown facets
Reading of the poem:
Familiar – Agnes Obel
Together
1 February 2016
Confusion
Fusion of senses
The known you
The Unknown
I see it fused everywhere
Daily acquaintance
Now which hue
It matters never
Whether you
Another
Your essence seeps through it all
It is always you
We search lost
It finds itself lone
Counting days
Withered nights
There is a being to hone
When you quit shadows
All the wrong
Packed tight like sardines
Clinging hard
Anger’s bard
He will spread you in a song
Dead end in gallows
The blame game
It plays by itself
Inner minds
Recess lost
Recreation illusion
Of bleakest darkness
Mind’s prison
Casts soul behind bars
We are made
By ourselves
Dipped in candy laced in ice
Scream if you have to
We can war
Perhaps we can love
The reasons
So many
Temptation a certainty
Though not either way
Into light
We walk like children
Rivers high
Defense low
We shed every hurt we know
Love wakes from sadness
Speak of loss
Or of warm sunshine
They slip lips
And lost wounds
Deep and red like bread and wine
Into each other
I look on
Our shadows so white
Together
Forever
Entwined in the growing bliss
Nothing here to miss
Reading of the poem:
No Clear Mind – Alone and Together
No Clear Mind – When you’re not here
No Clear Mind-By Your Side
The falling children
31 January 2016
Each of them
Unknown mother’s son
Their graves white
Their hair cut
Their tomorrows spent in night
Their haunting timeless
Lily white
The stone on the Earth
Trace of them
Fading slow
With the last pieces of bone
Replicating loss
The tears dark
Blackwashing markings
Rimmel lakes
Connection
The soul a weary bundle
The struggle to sigh
She awaits
Hope within bosom
Her plaits neat
Flowers strewn
She had kissed him to wane moon
He will call in well
He lies deep
Battered and lonesome
His clothes pressed
Upon his corpse
They had sewn in his blown feet
He walked on a shell
They crawl wild
With the gnawing news
Inhaling
Exhaling
Orphaned dreams set their dark fate
The falling children
The love lost
Three times blown over
Ghosts hover
Angels weep
Her love so deep now asleep
The forever kind
A twin loss
Her womb now empty
She stares blank
The walls smite
Like those silent lilies’ sight
Her wish? to be blind!
Reading of the poem:
In your head zombie – Cranberry
Strawberry Fields – Across the Universe
They dance alone – Sting
The nostalgia of your face
22 July 2015
Crimson drops fall soft
As withered rose slowly dives
Into realms unknown
Known, unknown, mysterious
Multiverse spells your past names
.
Stashes to ashes
Consumed and forgotten goods
Burnt in memory
Thoughts aflame purge all inside
A new dawn is born within
.
Winds blow on grey plains
Rich of scattered wealth’s remnants
All without lies bleak
Appearance, mind of the weak
Leaves, shun the dust-ridden veins
.
Moonlight colours blue
The ghostly sight of decay
Compact in red tape
Vermilion slowly scatters
The nostalgia of your face
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