Deep within lake Blue
6 February 2016
The days fly
Swirl of emotions
The feelings
Intense growth
Conscious expansion of soul
Fear is of the dead
Body stirred
Impact of broad chest
Beating heart
Blinking eyes
Fleeting moments of unrest
Blue and brown curtain
Mesmerised
Drowning in blue skies
I kissed lids
Fluttering
Bit shoulder a teasing wake
Of sleeping giant
Lazy days
Succession of nights
Lost in grains
Sandy brown
Like sawdust in milky way
Freckles a highway
Speeding lanes
A map to follow
Adventure
Departure
A promise cast on the brink
Of reaching somewhere
Thrill subsides
Yet it grows steadfast
The heartbeat
Soul echo
This is now for tell and show
Meanings unburdened
He said soft
Did you hear of Mars
Hitherto
There I lived
Speak to me of your Venus
Perhaps we can trade
I churned it
Whirling whirlwind looked
Upside down
Inside out
Every nook and corner spoke
Of unfailing love
The mind speaks
A foreign language
Heart oozes
Inky red
Stories of a thousand nights
One infinity
All else paled
Muted melodies
Hopeful peeps
Fear that creeps
Disguised in faltering love
Blown away by breeze
True love stands
More than bad weather
Dilating
Expanding
By the self replicating
Infinite system
One and one
Are more than mere sum
Less than two
Souls entwined
Between valleys and the peaks
Deep within lake Blue
Reading of the poem:
Blue Velvet – Bobby Vinton
Birdy – Not about Angels
Birdy – T Shirt
Birdy & Rhodes – Let it All Go
Birdy & Jaymes Young – Best Shot
It’s blowing and snowing here but your poetry has allowed me to be lazy beneath those blue skies. Gorgeous, as always, Geetha!
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Thank you Thomas. A bit more sun and blue skies sent your way then my friend 🙂
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You are welcome, Geetha. Thank you 🙂
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Your poems always have a deep spiritual touch to it. It feels not of this world and the songs enhance the whole composition into a wonderful experience.
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Thanks Swetha. I am glad you enjoy the experience 🙂
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You are such a talented poet Geetha. I can always count on reading and picturing everything within my mind’s eye. Every time you add your reading, it makes the poems come alive! 🙂
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Thanks a lot Dajena and might I add likewise 🙂 I am glad people like the reading because my voice when I read sounds funny, like it is going to break or as if I have a hoarse throat which actually is not the case, lol
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😀 I think hoarse voice is sexy hehehe!
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Thank heavens some people think that hehehe. Btw, I don’t know what in the blooming world is wrong with WP but it spammed your comment before just while I was looking at it. I had to retrieve it from the spam !! Not sure what is going on
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uh oh.. not good 😦
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Yup. I know that sometimes I find comments in my spam but this was happening live so it was a bit kafkaian to watch
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lol! your mind is just awesome! 🙂
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Lol, I think it is more the WP blokes mind which is awesome. Sometimes I am on iphone and second guessing myself. Did I really see that comment there or did I imagine it. This is the first time I actually could see it as it was disappearing, lol
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we might have found the missing link Geetha!!!! lol 😀
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:D:D
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wow – the music and the words like a magic – I felt I am walking on the Blue Danube…
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Thanks Mihran
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Love the poetry and music, lovely one
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Thank you Tosha 🙂
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You’re welcome xo
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Xoxo
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Your poetry has a pleasant pace to it only accentuated by your unique voice and your choice of music. I greatly enjoy listening 🙂
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Thank you so much Hector for all the lovely compliments 🙂
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I especially liked the part about the mind speaking a different language. My heart and mind rarely talk, I think..and they have very different languages.
Beautiful, Geetha. 🙂 ♡
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Thank you Eric. They do 🙂
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How beautiful….and a bit eerie too!
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Thank you. What part was eerie?
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I think as soon as you wrote the line ‘fear is of the dead’ I instantly associated the water as, well, a means to an end…images of drowning…
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What an interesting perspective. My intention was talking about growth, expansion of the soul. Some people are so afraid to grow they just stay within their comfort zones and ultimately function like robots or dead people so to speak, hence my verse Fear is of the dead, i.e. fear only belongs in the world of those who want to live like the dead, not growing, not expanding their souls
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Interesting. I think it’s a sign of a good artist when people can see more in your work than you intended to put into it.
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Thanks, I will of course agree with you complacently 😛
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