Not at Home

Not at Home

14 May 2016

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The garden

Withers from the sun

It once breathed

Shining bright

The same rays give life and death

All is in dosage

 

Drop by drop

Even venom cures

Plastic face

Renews grace

Through the effect of poison

Coursing through its lines

 

Drip by drip

The blood exchanges

Old for new

They were few

Now they scurry throughout Earth

Ants in royal hills

 

Pulse by pulse

We measure other

The heartbeat

A keen drum

Of all the feelings the sum

Muffled nothingness

 

Pace by pace

I gain momentum

Consistence

The tedium

Daily inching towards hope

While this Earth I roam

 

Not at home

Lost in wilderness

Green ivy

Enchains me

Into thickest of the fear

As I look for keys

 

Not at home

The padlock still creaks

Though I oil

Its hinges

Stealing myself through thin holes

For a glance at home

 

Soul cringes

Upon the return

The elders

They make way

Brash generations today

Their young mind wavers

 

Not at home

No lessons are learnt

Amnesia

The only tool

I chase my tail like a fool

Humourless plaything

 

Not at home

Invisible dome

Compresses

Suppresses

The eyes in all Cypresses

Giant lookout post

 

Reading of the poem:   cypresses pali-shop com Two Cypresses by Vincent Van Gogh

Sunny Road – Emiliana Torrini

Tookah – Emiliana Torrini

Baby Blue – Emiliana Torrini

Eye will see you blow the hatred’s Flames

Eye will see you blow the hatred’s Flames

5 November 2015

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Out of the waters of your prayers

I, child of the blue come in naked simplicity

 

Look into the infinite my veil

Feel my Grace open your Heart at the Touch of my Face

 

Take the silent drop that falls withered

Open your heart and release the waterfalls anew

 

Eye watched Abel and Cain together

Walk down in Peace from rocky mountains to my valleys

 

The Hawk from above sees all with Heart

Watch as its message through dancing form flows in the falls

 

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Wings are made for shelter and uplift

Seek not just waterfalls be of all the healing flow

 

Eye will see you blow the hatred’s Flames

As tomorrow will rise in the desert’s land Bright

 

Darkness now Light the beast tamed fly White

From confined prisons plunge into forgiveness waters

 

Drown in my blue thirst or reach for skies

Float in my mercy, see your twin, together now fly

 

Eyes have many wishes in rainbows

Walk to the meeting point, my skies’ lands of tomorrow

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Schubert – Ave Maria

The morning of Hope – Sobhe Omid – Hamad Zamani

Tree of Life – Lacrimosa

Just open embrace, for others is We

Just open embrace, for others is We

16 September 2015

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There is an unmistakable calling

When each nerve of you is set on fire

Like a twig or leaves into flames falling

The more you drop the more you go higher

 

Some will say that this is not what was meant

Some will beseech you to redeem those ways

Hark not but heed lesson of Love unbent

Love will bear Soul steady while the mind sways

 

When Delta’s large has caught upon river

There is only one way into the sea

Heart in hand still in mind every quiver

Just open embrace, for others is We

 

As concrete tunnel flows in wilderness

I gather within powers to harness

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Winding down the clocks

Winding down the clocks

13 September 2015

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Stepping back in Time

To morrows reinvented

Retracing the past

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Dreamtime assists me

I fly weightless in the sky

Tied to no senses

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The moonlight watches

As I filter the sunshine

Within my apron

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The void reservoirs

Screech emptiness within me

As their fires chill

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At loss for exchange

Trembling, beseeching for peace

I empty my pains

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Lustful and gory

The floor lapped up every drop

Shed my thickest blood

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Winding down the clocks

I walked into a Time’s Age

When I stood Brave Heart

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