In the inner Truth
6 October 2017
Consciousness
A spiralling cord
Oscillates
Synchronised
In fluctuations that point
To memories alit
Reading bliss
In shadows turned blue
Pearl abode
Fearless sword
Cutting through superfluous
Reach infinite core
Dual touch
Revival complete
Self replete
Path to pleat
Songs of yesterday repeat
In the inner Truth
Reading of the poem:
Together – Talvin Singh & Niladri Kumar
Atlantis
5 May 2017
In Abyss
Stories of mankind
Gone amiss
With the hiss
Of serpents in bosom’s cage
Dwelling of the rage
Earth crisis
Shadow of unkind
Death rises
Dark prizes
The wisdom that comes with age
Blessing of the sage
Hearts that miss
Caverns of the mind
Atlantis
Renews bliss
Rewriting for Earth new page
Energy the wage
Reading of the poem:
Atlantis Falling – Spacemind
Elevation Time
25 February 2017
Transfixed deer
In headlights of fear
Stillness thought
Unsafe spot
The moving shadows cover
Limits of my heart
We restart
Engine of heartpath
Through stillness
In Oneness
Quantifying bliss in zest
Of Orange’s crest
Orange edge
Round and soft like sledge
Unmoving
Endearing
Thoughts of water reviving
Taste of tangerine
Bluest spleen
When the songs hit a low tone
Undone words
Miscarried
The moon that the sun married
In the twilight zone
Sun moon shone
Within daylit skies
Undone lies
Shimmering
In Ttruth we find our best gear
Loss of fear now clear
Straightened spine
Warding off remains
Reddened stains
Slowly wanes
The Blue that shifted purple
Elevation Time
Reading of the poem:
Satori – Riley Lee and Gabriel Lee
Love in what you do
22 January 2017
Breathing hiss
Lungs rustling papers
Chained within
Free without
The heart in tears the mind stout
Dichotomy’s kin
Fluttering
Derogatory
Butterfly
Mocking moth
Reverie converted sloth
Society’s skin
Breathing bliss
Renewed revision
Seeing right
In the light
Contours define the shapes sight
Love in what you do
Reading of the poem:
Let Go – As Seas Exhale
Grief and Dust – As Seas Exhale
Not All Of Us Can Do Great Things…but We Can Do Small Things With Great Love – As Seas Exhale
Birth the day
1 November 2016
Feel the night
Body aroma
Gifted touch
In fingers
Learning the texture of rain
As it falls off you
Ghostly light
Plays upon your skin
Ringing tone
Of your voice
Whispers with which I rejoice
In corners of mind
Tongue unkind
Pillar of the weak
We undressed
In soul meek
Remnants of stains and laces
Glories disgraces
Heap the wage
Of war and pieces
Of life strewn
Under moon
Ravenous she stilled the dune
That played in your eyes
Tell me lies
Half-truths of morrows
Lead astray
Silent sway
Our naked bodies in hay
Summertime’s promise
The lost bliss
Through your winter’s hiss
Paves my way
Birth the day
When daffodils shine in May
December spotting
Reading of the poem:
Light in her Eyes – Alexander V.Mogilco feat. SilMi
Disembodied souls
10 August 2016
The cliffside narrows in thundering sea
The twist and the turn alternating roles
Hearts will and then spurn sunrise and black holes
Of bliss and gallows homicidal glee
Sleepless eye hollows ashen face to flee
The embers that burn in the dying coals
The memories that churn disembodied souls
In flowing shadows on renewal spree
The maidens attire a silken slow tale
Of morrows weaving bare hilltops to mount
Millennium’s desire era to inhale
Blue chest bereaving the fear to surmount
The flames of the pyre in thoughts never pale
Of minds conceiving a lifetime to count
Reading of the poem:
A Thousand Years – Sting
A Thousand Years – Cristina Perri
All the holy grounds
28 June 2016
Twenty-three birds
Flying into skies
The flight’s journey motionless
Partition of Time
Composition supreme
In a day’s dream
We breathe in waters
The future made of blue hues
Before we take flight
Discovery of light
Transformation
Multiple process
Rolling within our own waves
Segregating touch
Graveyards or bliss the caves
Gleam through my spleen
Memories of green
The blue surrounds every tale
Recollections frail
I don’t remember much
Titillating
Electrified stars
Synapses intermingling
Recreating frames
Remembering our names
My mind so keen
I bleed through the sheen
Of crystal ice that surrounds
All the holy grounds
Upon which we walked free
Reading of the poem:
Prelude – Vangelis
Losing sleep – Vangelis
Cosmos – Vangelis
Come play Hyde and see
22 April 2016
Do you sleep
Within waking Times
Unknown bliss
Slithering
Away from your withered hands
The shy bloom destroyed
Do you sleep
Between walking ghosts
They speak night
Bleak darkness
On the other side of light
They draw black patterns
Do you yawn
Waking up tedium
Tight eyelids
Ignorance
Sewn against the remembrance
For what the soul yearns
Do you yawn
Your emblem boredom
As world skids
Out of reach
Reality’s dead fragrance
Reeks morals you preach
Do you know
Pulling the carpet
Unsettles
Your kingdom
The smoke loses its high fires
Seeking a new Gray
Do you know
You see then forget
Amnesia
Forever
Your mind’s chosen Sisyphus
Come play Hyde and see
Reading of the poem:
Truman Sleeps – Philip Glass
Gone – Philip Glass
The Hours – Philip Glass
The Kiss – Philip Glass
The Light – Philip Glass
The Illusionist Suite – Philip Glass
In Circles of bliss
25 March 2016
I speak Blue
My canvas defined
Oceans’ words
Stretched waters
Definition who is who
Diluted in hearts
The pain starts
Within the focus
Define where
Set locus
Derive bright light from the air
Open the Lotus
We are carved
Infinity’s trails
Yet like snails
Pace deserts
Scorching sands our daily bread
Lost the divine thread
I seized it
Entrance into all
Standing tall
I was none
Witnessed how it had begun
Illusion mind game
My body
Death accessory
It paints wild
Withered lands
The throb within understands
The meanings of rain
Gone the pain
In Circles of bliss
They shine bright
Through my Heart
Target hit yet gone amiss
All flows through essence
Reading of the poem:
Manvantara – Bliss
Talk to me of bliss
15 March 2015
Talk to me of bliss
Where the trees welcome the birds
Homecoming branches
Talk to me of bliss
When the waves don’t break on shore
Pursuing moonlight
Talk to me of bliss
Of why the ants lift castles
Heavier than lives
Talk to me of bliss
Of how the nightmares recede
When our footsteps join
Talk to me of bliss
Because this is how I start
To carve my grammar
Talk to me of bliss
Until I know not the lines
That fuse me in you
I will teach you words
To express inner glories
In letters of sheen
I will teach you words
Which cobblers use to patch souls
Their hands keen full stops
I will teach you words
Oozing out the emptiness
With weight of meaning
I will teach you words
Of when innocence danced light
In pathways of age
I will teach you words
Of how you complete my dreams
With broken phrases
I will teach you words
Of the odd one out who found
Little worlds of bliss
Reading of the poem:
A Quiet Conversation – Bliss
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