Bitter aftertaste

Bitter aftertaste

21 September 2018

 

Within my bosom

Ice clad features of sorrow

Melt down in habit

 

Whispers of monsoon

Rain down from shuttered eyelids

Illusion skin deep

 

Fed equal measures

Teaspoon of liquid honey

Bitter aftertaste

 

Reading of the poem: 

Smother – Daughter

 

Alternate realities – Chapter 3 : The journey inwards

Alternate realities – Chapter 3 : The journey inwards

13 February 2018

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Since the time of her twinflame’s betrayal and the subsequent ordeal she had gone through she had not been in the company of her twinflame while he was conscious. She realised that he seemed to have lost interest in her after the time he had staged an interaction with the person he had been posing as. At the last minute that time the person he was posing as did not turn up for the meeting although several signals had been coordinated at the point of their meeting in order to condition her. The signals were tailored to her frequency so nobody else in the mall would be subject to them.

The mall she was waiting at had a systematic sound of chimes ringing at a regular frequency to lull her mind into compliance while she was waiting. When she had finally realised he would not be coming, she sat at a dinner table to eat alone. While she was eating he passed on a message to her through subliminal suggestion and she understood that he had informed his psychiatrist about her. She had laughed inwards thinking that his psychiatrist must have thought him to be completely crazy to be talking about a woman who reached out to him in the form of a ghost and could make love with him in that form and then vanish without a trace. She would have loved to be in that room and hear that conversation.

It had been a while since she last went to join him in etheric form. Several weeks and then months passed by without her contacting him except to answer his telepathic incursions in her mind. She could not avoid that because once the twinflame connection had been triggered it was impossible to turn off that telepathic communication. It had been genetically engineered in all aliens who had chosen to be born on Earth by impregnation of the chosen mother rather than coming to Earth in their original form. The same genetic engineering had been put in place for when the time would come for changes to be implemented by the resulting hybrids. She laughed when thinking about all the individuals who were afraid of an alien invasion. Little did they know that aliens had been on Earth for thousands of years and not only that but they had interbred with human beings and some had been injected into the wombs of human women to be born as hybrids.

She sighed and resumed her position as she went deeper into the meditative state. Like every time she meditated she could feel herself plunging into an internal world full of magic and luminosity. It was as if she entered a cave from the outside world only to find that the cave was much brighter than the outside world once the initial threshold had been stepped over. As she swayed she could feel her body become lighter and collapse underneath as she rose above it and viewed herself. Every time she came out of her body it was as if a thousand pieces of data surrounded her and she could read all of them together. While she was out of her body, she could access any knowledge she wanted to and past, present and future were all one frozen state of being as she watched them converge into the focal point of the now.

She breathed deeper and her consciousness fluttered, joining hands with her oversoul. When she had initially experimented with the out of body experiences, she had only been able to link her mind with her consciousness and etheric self. Nowadays she was getting more skilled at her out of body experiences and could actually establish contact with her oversoul which lay within the deeper recesses of the cave full of light that she delved into when meditating. Whenever that connection was established, she was able to access an array of events and alternate versions of herself. It was like watching several movies at the same time with her as the heroin of all the movies. Some versions of her did not look fully like her as there were some small changes but the main features and body build were substantially the same. She touched one of the other beings in one of the alternate versions and that being disappeared…

Prasad – Manish Vyas

Requiem for the Moonlight

Requiem for the Moonlight

30 April 2017

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Distill me

Earthen Illusion

Growing fond

Of confusion

Lingering pieces of mind

Crowing in the lung

 

Caverns flung

Into the open

Whitened paths

Silver streaks

The pale satellite now speaks

Its tongue two aces

 

Lost places

Where the feet dim shades

Water wades

Into life

The mermaids giving up fight

Requiem for the Moonlight

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Eastern Illusion – Zero Project

Silence – Zero Project

Moonlight Requiem – Zero Project

 

Co-create

Co-create

24 October 2016

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Illusion

A floating of worlds

In my mind

World without

Percentages of choices

The outcome unkind

 

Build with me

With more than mortar

Less than stone

Future hone

We celebrate the Divine

In woodlands the vine

 

Of the growth

We have heard of tales

Flying whales

In Oceans

Floating into the blue skies

Where the strong willed lies

 

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Morrows suns

Warm the purple creed

Blended code

Love abode

They fused the Red and the Blue

We confused each clue

 

Intentions

A lost path of Pi

Cut the wire

Flamed the fire

Moved around in circle dire

Consequences Grey

 

Monsters slay

The bright pave the way

Replicate

Co-create

Image of beauty translate

Way of Heart dilate

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Arrival of the Birds – The Cinematic Orchestra (The Theory of Everything)

Picking up the pieces right

Picking up the pieces right

2 October 2016

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Illusion of you

Tendrils reaching out tickle

Mind of the fickle

 

Shimmering carpet

Palpable incandescence

Restoring essence

 

Jigsaw a flavour

The taste a blend of futures

Daunting promises

 

Path in needle’s eye

The bosom lost in the sigh

Throat in constriction

 

Secrets scattering

Master of the ancient ring

Whiff of ocean’s breeze

 

Blowing with the wind

Picking up the pieces right

Recomposed mind shapes

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Dancing with the wind – Omar Akram

Shimmering Star – Omar Akram

Passage into Midnight – Omar Akram

Frontal collision

Frontal collision

19 July 2016

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Black widow

Mourning lost vigil

Of her death

Rancid breath

Hovering in morning chill

As Time sweeps over

 

Illusion

Hammering vision

Retina

Stuck in loop

Stroboscopic impression

Frontal collision

 

We were strands

Twirling through eras

Fear disbands

Reprimands

Scorching lips smothering fate

Melancholy’s slate

 

Burning pyre

My inner realms dire

Desert space

None to face

No judgement but fall from Grace

Upon green-blue fields

 

Stigmata

Mind’s repetition

Your kisses

Heal my wounds

That flay my every layer

Between core and skin

 

Hope runs thin

Time is a slayer

Partition

Melodies

A move away from fences

Disturbed defenses

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Late Goodbye – Poets of the Fall

War – Poets of the Fall

Daze – Poets of the Fall

Heal my wounds – Poets of the Fall

Dreaming wide Awake – Poets of the Fall

Rebirth – Poets of the Fall

Unfolding mysteries spin

Unfolding mysteries spin

11 July 2016

 

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Three fingers

Woven in the skin

Define me

Pink contours

The flash seen without detours

As the heat rises

 

Still glances

As the ship glides on

The icebergs

Illusion

Above and below now bound

The law of fusion

 

Hot and cold

Term me dynamics

Balance point

Zero stance

Two heads one bodied soul joint

As the wizards dance

 

Dead freedom

Measures of the sleep

Company

False we keep

Lulling us into the fields

Where orphans will weep

 

Writhing frames

The wilting will slain

Our bodies

Fallen stars

Mummies preserved where we’d lain

Tucked into the folds

 

Death akin

To ecstasies’ flames

Subtle grounds

My mind hounds

Unfolding mysteries spin

A blue heart to win

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Uloin – Tenhi

Näkin Laulu (1997 version) – Tenhi

Haaksi – Tenhi