Breathing under the waters

Breathing under the waters

20 November 2015

 

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All that I had been

And could never be again

Oozed from inked fingers

 

My Heart stared now stale

At the mildew that had grown

Between the brown cracks

 

Painted pink toenails

Emblem of prompt womanhood

Stolen from ashes

 

Of writhing childhood

Hush mother hears not the voice

Your cries in silence

 

Father will have built

A cradle of blank despair

Reverberating

 

As the wolves circled

For the loss of innocence

Quiet now the lair

 

Sleazy press buttons

The ease of the undressing

Emotions low raked

 

Into pile of leaves

In the snows of memories

That winter faded

 

The living decay

Composition of all sorts

Games of pallid stones

 

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I threw as you did

The blue puddle grew the more

When the ripples spoke

 

Of broken riddles

Between the light and the dark

Decomposing void

 

Surviving shrill chimes

Dark bleeding nursery rhymes

That lurked in corners

 

 

A kiss for solace

Staring into dark stories

That ever survived

 

A kiss for the peace

A kiss for the forgiveness

In white shroud my heart

 

A kiss to forget

Recomposing childhood tunes

With black on white curves

 

Suffocation lost

Breathing under the waters

Amphibia the change

 

Air in my lungs whips

Another life in motion

The pale blue tides wept

 

Of waking splendour

The pacified jagged rocks

That withstood the Times

 

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Baba Nam Kevalam .•*`❀ Celestial Kirtan

Bendición de tu Madre •❤• Snatam Kaur

Amy’s Lullaby – Mars Lasar (new version as the older more beautiful video El Ángel de tu Corazón ⋰♡⋱ Amy’s Lullaby got deleted from youtube)

Anuradha Paudwal – Shakti Prayer

In the silence of my Heart

In the silence of my Heart

20 November 2015

 

 

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November skies bled

The wasted summertime leaves

That autumn had spared

 

A walk in winter

Spoke of ice clad memories

Footsteps in the snow

 

Over horizons

Spring beckoned silent

Red speech of roses

 

The summer breathed soft

Scent of jasmine and fresh hay

As the sun sizzled

 

A whisper hovered

In the silence of my Heart

For keen ears to pick

 

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The sound of Silence – Simon and Garfunkel