Living Life

Living Life

7 July 2016

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Soaring mind

Explores inner heights

Life ebbing

Slowly leaves

The chest flutters barely heaves

As the breath shudders

 

The whispers

Imperceptible

Wisps of smoke

Hanging low

The ash now dissolving slow

As the flame simmers

 

Journey’s sum

Fantasy of math

Where numbers

Fade in ink

Recollections of them sink

As the chords vibrate

 

Chests dilate

With every full breath

The periods

A mere stop

Where the life will meet with death

Suspended dreamtime

 

Living Life

In between hiccups

Lonely days

Pave the way

Into knowledge of the self

No thoughts on the shelf

 

The suns’ rays

Gather more than heat

Like clockwork

They whir soft

Seconds count pastime aloft

Journey of the light

 

Reading of the poem: 

Courtesy David Galstyan on guokr.com

Experience – Ludovico Einaudi

Life – Ludovico Einaudi

Burning – Ludovico Einaudi

 

Kissing ghosts

Kissing ghosts

20 March 2016

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Night-time breathes

Essence of outlines

Hovering

In the air

Between the dark and the light

Forms hidden in sight

 

Suspended

Between Earth and skies

Amorphous

Shades of grey

They gather close where I lay

In between spaces

 

Dreamtime strikes

A chord deep within

Like clockwork

I start task

Glory of netherworld’s breed

Ravenous their seed

 

Feeding child

Of honey and milk

There are queues

For the old

A thin line of remembrance

Before dark penance

 

We starve soul

Through bouts and binges

When bodies

Swell and burst

Saturated with the feed

Recollecting thirst

 

Of quenching

Thirst for inner realm

I know tales

Of sirens

They drink the oceans to brink

Of silent despair

 

With their hearts

I sit in solace

Stone for stone

Rigid talk

I forecast the first ripple

When feelings will stir

 

The lines blur

Draw false conclusions

Am I carved

Are they set

We open lines of regret

In marble we cloak

 

My blue veins

They shudder dark ink

From bosom

Every day

I raise hope but in dread sink

When clocks mark dark hour

 

Random call

It wakes me to sight

Of unnamed

Kissing ghosts

I compose odes to the light

That trickles through me

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Duduk of the North [Gladiator] – Hans Zimmer & Djivan Gasparyan

Distant Lands – Djivan Gasparyan Arman Chakmakian

Kapuit Manushak (Blue Violet) – Duduk Djivan Gasparyan

I cannot sleep the night through

I cannot sleep the night through

7 December 2015

 

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Before break of dawn

Luminescence stirs me up

With traces of you

 

I follow the trails

Passive tracks in starlit steps

The walk to nowhere

 

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Like a lost atom

Rotating in my own world

Eons from myself

 

You breathe into me

Through dreamtime that lies across

The rivers divide

 

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We walk in shadows

In between dark and the light

Separate glances

 

Whirring like clockwork

In between what’s you and me

The moving fences

 

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Wrestling with chaos

I cannot sleep the night through

Battles of moonlight

 

A day will soon rise

When sleep will be no longer

The waking Times shine

 

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Angels Fall – Breaking Benjamin

Theory of a Deadman – Angel

Dying within me / Mourant en mon être

Dying within me

31 July 2015

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Butterfly flutters

Its wings not of season’s taste

Find themselves stripped off

. 

The clockwork whirred on

Prototype adjustments set

Prolonging still life

. 

The flame rekindled

Withstood only mid-season

Dying within me

. 

Ashes stirred ablaze

Reborn out of nothingness

Seethed eternal life

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Mourant en mon être

31 juillet 2015

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Papillon s’agite

Ses ailes de saison d’hier

Se trouvent déchiquetées

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La mécanique tourne

Rajusté le prototype

Prolongeant vie morte

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Le feu ranimé

Dura seulement mi-saison

Mourant en mon être

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Cendres vivifiées

Rejaillissant du néant

Gorgées d’éternel

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