She breathes sunlight

She breathes sunlight
17 February 2023

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She sees through ugly
Her eye torn into darkness
Her gait leftover fancy
Of a lifetime of duress

She prays to the Gods
Her hands temple of fervours
Her mind beating the odds
Through failing faith that hovers

She adjusts composure
Her mouth a tomb of secrets
Her heart seeks closure
Her chest a book of regrets

She breathes sunlight
Her nose a cathedral
Her shoulders set into fight
Tomorrow a sight feral

Reading of the poem: 

Eternity ~ Lisa Gerard

Remembrance

Remembrance

13 February 2020

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Remember

The slates wiped away

Room empty

No issue

Just water for some tissues

Spread out on my frock

 

I crane neck

Following through the insight

Dreary eyes

Unseen wounds

Figures with their knots set loose

Exchanging content

 

Play no more

Said voice in bosom

Remembrance

Reckoning

All will collect in dismay

The moments of loss

 

Reading of the poem:

Meu Fado – Mariza

The Frost Chronicles 4: The secret world of the marid part 2

The Frost Chronicles 4:  The secret world of the marid part 2

12 January -8 February 2020

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She stared at the Marid who despite being right in front of her now still seemed like a towering giant. She wondered if her ears failed her as she could not believe what she had just heard. Did he really say daughter? She looked up at the cloud surrounding the haze which was his face.

• You profess to be my father, she said in a voice that surprised her by its steadiness despite how shaken she was feeling.
• I do not profess to be. I am, answered the marid.
• I have a father of my own whom I have known since my childhood
• I do not wish to remove his trace from your memory but he is not entirely your father
• What do you mean not entirely your father?
• It is something that your kind finds difficult to fathom. You see, your mother was married to your part-father but her heart had been promised to me within dream. She was my chosen one. When your moment of conception had come, I was within your part father and together we created you with your mother’s egg, your father’s sperm and my spark. What your kind never realizes is that the spark is stronger than the rest. Those of you created part marid can never deny your kind even if your part-parents may do so. You bear like us the gift of the sight beyond time, beyond matter.

She felt several protests and questions rising to her lips but she decided not to voice any of them. Somehow, somewhere inside her, the truth of what he was saying was dawning upon her. She had always known her father was not exactly her father and there was something different between her and her siblings. At every difficult moment she had gone through in her life, there had always been some sort of magically prepared way for her to be out of the quagmire she was in. She always knew it was no coincidence but she had a hard time realizing that it was her father from his unseen realm pulling the strings of fate in her favour.

• Why do I not live within your world? she said after realizing that the marid was somehow reading her thoughts.
• The djinn are not very welcoming to half djinns, he said. They fear them as they believe that humans are out to exterminate them. They do not realise that we can live in peace alongside each other as long as none fears the others.
• You mentioned that half breeds like me bear the gift of the sight beyond time and matter. Do you mean I can predict the future as well as see what could have been changed in the past to avoid a certain future
• Yes but it is a gift to use wisely and not to change things that would then make the future balloon out of control.
• Why is it that I cannot see my own fate and future then?
• That is because you are not transcending your own future. You have a sense of what is oncoming because of the deeply developed six sense that you have owing to the part marid nature of your DNA. You have, however, chosen to occult it owing to your fear of seeing beyond the creation of yourself. Indeed, if you were to see your future and given your current fears, it would be like an addiction where you would want to see beyond that future which represents your death and you would pass a kaleidoscope of images and sensations that would pertain to all the lives you’ve traversed until your reaching this birth. Given that all part marids are also powerful empaths, you would be condemning yourself to a great amount of torture just by passing through any of those kaleidoscopic lives you traverse if there had been any addiction or brutality within those lives.
• I have a feeling I have done this on more than one occasion and I almost lost my sanity. I guess I should work more on the element of transcendence. I always thought that transcendence was the ability to reach stillness and start seeing everything from the point of the inner observer, thereby being out of time and out of matter.
• It is that on a certain level. If you are, however, laden with fears that you have not confronted such as traumatic events in the past, then you never reach the proper level of transcendence. You only are at the fear based level and your attachment to your bodily presence enslaves you to see just one version of the truth instead of seeing it in its entirety.
• How do I attain transcendence then?
• Face your fears first, both known and unknown. Once you have done so, call upon me and I will let you know the true way of transcendence.

She nodded and he disappeared instantly. Inside she could feel welling up a thousand years of knowledge accumulated within past and future lives entering her mind. She could create items and sell them for a reasonable price using all the knowledge accumulated within her. If she created enough items from future thought that should pay a heavy reward and it should be an easy thing to do as she knew how to look into both the past and the present. She did not need the first marid’s help anymore. She vowed, however, to get to know more of the marid world as it was partially her world too and could help her belong to something finally.

Silence – Vargo

Light the skies

Light the skies

2 June 2017

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Melodies

Ring me memories

Of stardom

Lost Kingdom

Where Ancestors wove wisdom

Winding with the breeze

 

Fortune tells

Secrets of the wells

Hidden deep

Winding steep

In the bosom silent keep

Ringing of the knells

 

Light the skies

With the will that flies

In stages

Of pages

Coursing through storm that rages

Presence multiplies

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Sunset Dream – Sufi’s Life & Merlin

Lonely – Sufi’s Life & Merlin

Balkan Spirit – Sufi’s Life & Merlin

A book for shelf a loss of Art

A book for shelf a loss of Art

7 August 2016

 

Time to depart silent chest heaves

Tears of morrows when bluebirds call

Afresh the start as wind blows leaves

Raked in sorrows hearts don’t recall

 

Wish me pennies from heaven’s purse

The lips have shut secrets buried

Call me Denise then swear and curse

Uncensored cut movies hurried

 

We will play game of peak and boo

Like meek blue elf I fit the part

A mind to shame in who is who

 

A book for shelf a loss of Art

Excuses lame to see me through

I will myself naïve and tart

 

Reading of the poem: 

Hush Little Baby – The Horse Flies

Rebirth out of lies

Rebirth out of lies

7 May 2016

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They beat fast

The heart’s pulsations

At the throat

Like a bird

When the clipped wings have grown back

First flight to freedom

 

The changes

They don’t come easy

Twenty-three

Unfolding

The coils twisting and turning

Forging another

 

Decoded

Secrets of my spine

Talk wonders

Surging heat

Skirmishes as I retreat

Time for peace not war

 

I am sword

Forged in cool iron

Liquefied

Blue matter

Beaten upon life’s ridges

My cutting edges

 

Create word

Says my inner voice

The poet

Composes

From gutter bed of roses

All contains beauty

 

The heart sees

All that will begin

In twilight

Unfolding

Like novel of Sir Golding

Rebirth out of lies

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Time to Come – Miguel Palafox

Oriana – Miguel Palafox

Rebirth – Miguel Palafox

Deeper shades of Blues

Deeper shades of Blues

4 December 2015

 

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The outer world fades

Spinning into soft whispers

Mind into new hues

 

All the Earth in me

Crumbling into desert sands

Disappearing clues

 

Voices pale mirrors

Of forgotten faces’ names

The past paid its dues

 

Unfamiliar scents

Dilation of inner ways

Roads turned avenues

 

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Avracadavra

Words piles of wayward bells’ chimes

Summoning Dark calls

 

The Undead rises

From the gates of Netherworld

Another bell tolls

 

Sweet cinnamon’s taste

Breath fragrant over rotting

Pestilence’s frame

 

Chaos brought upon

Winding steep pathways through sands

Message sorrow’s flame

 

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A kiss from shadows

Queen of bees for King of flies

Requiem’s dance shoes

 

Beating at Temples

Upper levels’ near disgrace

Downtrodden the views

 

Burning embers speak

Cherished secrets woven lies

Ages of misuse

 

Rising from ashes

Lavender in oceans spun

Deeper shades of Blues

 

 

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Two steps from Hell – False King

Two steps from Hell – White Witch

Legend – Dancing dress scene – Tangerine Dream

Two steps from Hell – Sons of War

Two steps from Hell – Ghost Brigades

 

Fleetingly daytime joined in

Fleetingly daytime joined in

17 August 2015

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Birds nestled subdued

Into blissful deep slumber

Keeping us in mind

 

All nightingales sang

In rapture of the beauty

Of us coiled, uncoiled

 

Stars whispered secrets

Night had been sole accomplice

As jasmine overheard

 

Precision tuning

Mind waves sought more attention

I listened intent

 

Dusk like dawn flickered

In recognition of light

Engulfing our flames

 

Moons envied the sun

Peering bright into our souls

As our limbs we seek

 

Urgency in times

Set fire to the stillness

We moved not, lazy

 

You and I stretched out

Fleetingly daytime joined in

Unveiling future

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Across Time’s Oceans

Across Time’s Oceans

10 August 2015

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Silent water called

Your name resounded in head

As the valley stretched

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Hidden realms lit up

From magic in your fingers

As notes struck a chord

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Multiverse appeared

Rising from your open palm

Extending Love’s rays

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The touch of your hand

Opened doors to other worlds

Where light engulfed all

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Kaleidoscopic

Rotating discs of secrets

Set free all wonders

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Star-studded beings

Transparent and ethereal

To your music danced

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Words failed me again

As your world unfolded bright

Piercing through my night

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Angels sang softly

As my world spun into yours

Skies spilled into Earth

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Like waterfall freed

My words gushed forth to your side

Building Heart’s bridges

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More than a Moon rose

Sun competing in pallor

Confused Universe

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Across Time’s Oceans

I wove and sent the Healing

Secret signs of Love

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