Children of the Suns

Children of the Suns

9 May 2016

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You twist turn

Your body’s language

Suppressed fire

The desire

To outrun fate’s marks dire

Palms’ consequences

 

Unwritten

Outcome of the Heart

Creation

Out of Blue

A pathway to elation

Stemming from the soul

 

You are mine

She claims her deathright

Hooded frames

Playing games

Between sparks of life and death

Unmuted the breath

 

Rasping voice

In countdown begins

The numbers

Coded thoughts

Series of forget me nots

Strewn through faded shapes

 

Explosion

Of coloured landscapes

The visions

Cascading

Heightened hues that the brush scrapes

From our life’s palettes

 

Invention

Within play of mind

The grey hounds

They wait dull

Minds where creation abounds

Canvas for their show

 

Time has come

Thinkers will create

Fearless roads

Carved in hills

Where the soul soars limitless

Before we need gills

 

We will swim

In deepest oceans

Blue memories

Misplacing

Every second of racing

Towards sunny skies

 

We shall fly

Birds of paradise

Hearts flowing

With the warmth

Of bright air infused in us

Children of the Suns

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Courtesy Jean-Luc on in5d.com

Always Mine – Thomas Bergersen

The Dance of Colours /Fearless – Thomas Bergersen

Children of the Sun – Thomas Bergersen

Living in split worlds

Living in split worlds

3 September 2015

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I touched your cold face

On a bright summer morning

As the dewdrops fell

 

The Earth welcomed cool

Steaming with the hiss of light

Water fire sinks

 

The cold was your tears

As night’s wake had gifted these

To your marble skin

 

A sob rose in throat

For future lived in past tense

Where hearts would flutter

 

You and I then cried

The loss of what was to be

As neither moved moss

 

Growth is from cutting

Seedlings in another land

Must then be potted

 

I cut through an inch

We winced from the incision

And withdrew silent

 

Hand on your shoulder

Mortal experiences

Treachery of pain

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All senses fail me

A sixth came to the rescue

Enhancing your sight

 

Imaginary

Friends reproach me your essence

That they will feel not

 

You dwell in my mind

Your heart reaching through the space

In between photons

 

Mind said you were dead

Perhaps I am your widow

You painted me black

 

Milliseconds’ fleet

From one beam to the other

As I catch your depth

 

Coded in the words

Meaning of a mind spirals

Through a timeless void

  

Loophole carries me

Writhing spirit did battle

Fragmentation tires

 

Living in split worlds

My soul divides a fractal

Embedded in time

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Courtesy chris-chrisangeldorado.blogspot.com

Hai Dil Ye Mera – Arijit Singh