Meanings of the Light
31 May 2017
Inspire me
Icicles forming
Around stars
Swallowed through
The lungs throbbing in new hue
Rainbow pastures fly
We don’t die
Realms of Unity
Breaking forth
Forts us hold
We listen to stories told
On brink of shadows
Raise in rows
The withered and small
Hear the call
Overhaul
Fluttering ravens recall
Meanings of the Light
Reading of the poem:
The Race – Thirty seconds to Mars
Unchain me
17 October 2016
Hologram
Of my mind’s content
Glossy starch
On collar
Spirit cycle underwent
Remnants of dollar
Piece the meal
The banquet is served
The lurid
The blind herd
Each one gets what is deserved
In alleys of white
Give up fight
The papers are creased
Forever
Etched in quill
The weak minds not sitting still
The bosoms diseased
Derail me
Trains reset on tracks
Cutting ice
Like water
The magicians oft falter
When throwing the dice
Restrain me
Packets of the wave
Surge uphill
As I strive
By the call of banshee shrill
Leading through my Tribe
Contain me
I seep through the cracks
Eyesight lacks
The foresight
We bend where you will see might
Bringers of the Light
Unchain me
Imagination
Freed me fore
Molten core
The frame wedding the intent
Messengers we sent
Reading of the poem:
The Old Ways – Loreena Mc Kennitt
Breaking beautiful
22 July 2016
Plenty lack
Land of abundance
Growling call
Heads that fall
Watching the morrows rewind
Into lost stardom
Pacing free
Tangled black spiders
In webs three
Upon knee
I beseech the spinning wheels
Harrowing the reels
Eggshells crack
Breaking beautiful
Layers ooze
Ozone’s scar
We retrieve what we now are
Beyond the faces
Reading of the poem:
Beautiful Ones – Poets of the Fall
Chronos my brother
2 November 2015
The road now coming
I walked in simplicity
Pathways opened up
From within darkness
I picked up scents of the light
Both woven within
I held on divine
There was a thread in the winds
Blind child heard the call
In between hours
Walking on the broken glass
I heeded not cuts
Mermaids walk on shards
Life is spent thus balancing
Teachings of the soul
Chronos my brother
Lent me his precious bounty
He like I just gave
What within forgive
What without never forget
All Love eternal
Manish Vyas – Tumi Bhaja re Mana
Love’s deepest calling / Divine Lover of Woman – Peruquois
Manish Vyas – Ishq (Love)
Manish Vyas – Prasad (Offering)
I heard Spirit’s Heart
18 September 2015
The will was shining
Shift in intention pursued
Weary traveller
.
A call from below
Winding steep into the guts
Set a new quaking
.
Life stretched out wanton
It laid ahead gifts of Toil
That grade men of Dark
.
All pieces showed bright
Last remnants glimmered daunting
Shimmering treasures
.
In frenzy of loss
My body feasted on them
Muted gate awaits
.
Snake slithered on all
Grey tasteless pieces of rock
Lay them back to sands
.
None adorned me now
Naked soul all to forsake
Transcending pleasures
.
I trod desert lands
A sheen robing my light’s frame
Flying with the winds
.
Spirit walked behind
His shadow extended, see!
Lighting path ahead
.
“Walk on hidden path
Forsaking worldly matters”
I heard Spirit’s Heart
.
“Save for innocent
Free the mind from Earthly ties
Time has met its Soul”
.
.
Ramblings
Discover the essence of Asian art on our blog, where we explore ancient Chinese painting and its philosophical roots. Featuring a variety of content, including the author’s calligraphy, sketches, and studies, join us on a journey through history and creativity. 🎨✨
Gray clouds trail across the sky. In the pale winter sun a flock of geese (Ben Grafström--Akita, Japan)
Vibe alone for a while
Author, Poet, Blogger, Father, Reader And More
Remember who you are!
Works of pain, guilt, pleasure and fantasy
Another WordPress.com plight
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
How To Become a Better Writer—Best Epic Fantasy Books
Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog - Isis Tratum 
You must be logged in to post a comment.