In the name of Love

In the name of Love

7 July 2016

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Their vision scorched me

Thousand soldiers of darkness

Of untruth their flag

 

Is this as it is

The sum of all our hardships

Walking on the knees

 

I roamed the deserts

My hair running its own way

Talks of centuries

 

My shadows cast light

In the silence of their screams

As the widow dreams

 

They hardened their hearts

In the name of freedom’s rings

As their chains tightened

 

Martial waverings

Their walks valleys of despair

As orphans huddled

 

The suns in me tire

Of the cycles of tales dire

Reinventing hope

 

The blind men will grope

Their hands panic stricken tools

Their hearts emptiness

 

Power’s not prowess

Only throne of loneliness

Rotten arm in glove

 

When I live again

Walk with me in the valleys

In the name of Love

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Kafartu – Dhafer Youssef

Soupir Eternel – Dhafer Youssef

In the name of Love – Dhafer Youssef

Give in to waters

Give in to waters

17 March 2016

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We struggle

Breathing through ether

Distilled rain

Scent of pain

Fear and hate make essence boil

Barren now our soil

 

We are made

In love’s wet caskets

Hydro-land

Our life’s bone

The exit harsh time to hone

Skill of two flowers

 

Beaten live

Into this dry world

They sky dive

Literal

Falling into a parched land

Decomposed atoms

 

The time spent

To learn equations

Of still life

That blooms slow

Replicating inner glow

Preexisting light

 

Random fight

We pick up with else

Is but clone

Of our own

Inner turmoil decanting

Sediments of self

 

Free the mind

Give in to waters

Learn to breathe

Through raindrops

They are life that flows through heart

They are Time’s secrets

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Our Love is easy – Melody Gardot

Lest you live as I would die

Lest you live as I would die

12 March 2016

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Hold the door

Its old hinges creak

Of lost time

They dare speak

Of slow walks in the moonlight

Of hope cloaked in sight

 

Hold the door

It tries to snap shut

Locking hurt

Deep within

Crushing rose petals that bloom

When sunlight drizzles

 

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Hold the door

It closes in tight

Reducing

Space of love

The chest caves in under might

Pressure of sorrow

 

Hold the door

It cuts through answers

To Questions

Lost inking

Connection’s tendrils sinking

Communication

 

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Hold the door

It would allow us

To glimpse light

Sea beyond

The nature of you and me

Sketched in wilderness

 

Hold the door

It is like coffin

Embalming

Pervading

Lest you live as I would die

Motionless, empty

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Come Heavy Sleep – John Dowland (Steven Rickards, counter-tenor Dorothy Linell, lute)

In darkness let me dwell – John Dowland (Andreas Scholl)

Flow my tears – John Dowland (Valeria Mignaco, soprano, Alfonso Marin Lute)

I saw my lady weep – John Dowland (Andreas Scholl)

In Darkness let me Dwell – John Dowland (Ellen Hargis, soprano; Jacob Heringman, lute; Mary Springfels, viol)

Come again – John Dowland (Paul Agnew, tenor, Christoper Wilson, Lute)

Weep you no more, sad fountains – John Dowland (Anne Sofie von Otter, mezzo-soprano, Jakob Lindberg, lute)

 

Morrows in the Sun

Morrows in the Sun

2 February 2016

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You cast stones

Forgetting ripples

Your mind hard

Tired bones

Every hurt that you discard

Builds a waning castle

 

You can live

You can also die

In between

Nothingness

Even in shadows of Spain

Stories will be told

 

All we see

Dreamtime’s harmony

Oft disturbed

By dark thoughts

Night mares mere taunts in flashes

Of hooves beating sand

 

We will reign

The scars of the past

Into love

Forgiveness

She is deep like the marshes

Bordering mind’s land

 

We hold high

The hopes of our hearts

Yet we flaunt

Shields of tin

We forego the love for taunt

Smarting soul within

 

Crushed dreams

Give but few breadcrumbs

Trails gone cold

Eaten hearts

Oh the wincing how it smarts

When the heart grows old

 

I restore

The blackbird with blue

Fingers locked

Brush ablaze

Breathing out a love so true

Your face in a haze

 

All the lies

Now they’re washed away

Naked stand

With your love

Your blue heart battlefields’ death

Yet the surging bliss

 

Do you feel

The morrows have come

Creeping slow

Yellow glow

Collecting wild daffodils

Resonating thrills

 

You sink deep

Feathered rainbows splash

Across you

Coloured hue

Your body an artist’s dream

The gleam of moonbeam

 

They come fast

The morrows that last

You’re sinking

Heart blinking

Red SOS love’s inking

Splattered in your mind

 

Remember

Morrows in the Sun

When dark calls

And love weeps

Between our bodies it seeps

Glory to be whole

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Inside her – Evi Vine

 

 

You live deep in me

You live deep in me

14 September 2015

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Steadfast is your Love

Through the oceans it survives

The turbulent floods

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A Knight knows valour

Courage is his dominion

Love his only scope

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Bear in soul our flag

Distant volcano’s thunder

It spells my Love. Hark!

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Jesters may hop, dance

Their sight mere entertainment

Their presence confined

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Only your pure Heart

Can feed to me the solace

That my Heart thirsts for

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My arrow strikes straight

Cupid arms my Heart’s eyesight

With whispers of you

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This bond outlives Time

Though I may not see your Face

You live deep in me

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Juliet’s dream – Abel Korzeniowski

A day will soon come (Translation of Il viendra le jour)

A day will soon come

August 30, 2015

(Original french version here – Il viendra le jour )

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A distant call rings

Black echoes from beyond grave

Bring me back your blood

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Served bloody sausage

Of our dead future

Oh what rotten fruit

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Indigested dish

Brings back weary memories

From depths I had slain

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It I had reviled

Tasted it in weightlessness

Stealthily, hidden

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Heavy, disgusting

Sour-bitter of a dead past

An acid reflux

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Vomit your offal

Finally free my stomach

To digest other

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I would tear my skin

If it were to bear your stench

Make it new banner

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I will clamour loud

The withering of my sighs

Satirised in vain

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To live and then die

Of nature to wound myself

That in me slithers

.

A life extinguished

I collected the ashes

And made a new shroud

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To die and then live

Did I have to use the if/saw (play on si – scie in the French version i.e. the if or the saw)

To cut everything

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A day will soon come

Where a beautiful bright void

Will cleanse my stomach

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Morrows’ morning sun

Morrows’ morning sun

16 January 2015

rising sun

 The sun begot trail

Waking in yesterday’s path

It wove its way back

You and I like the sun walked

In memory’s winding lanes

 

Golden sun rises

Dispelling the dark of night

That tried to cling on

So too did memories cling

But we saw no same landscape

 

Sun soared pulling robes

Of a trembling day that shook

In the morning fog

Like clouds gathered in my head

I paused as you walked ahead

 

Climbing leaves reached out

Stretched towards sun’s kiss hopeful

Of new beginnings

Pulsating minds in morrow

Stood separate intertwined

 

Jasmine bloomed in pot

Its roots reached out to plastic

Oblivious of earth

Roots ripped I followed you not

And grew anew in concrete

 

Sun rising above

Sighed upon a new landscape

Where leaves blazed like hay

Throat parched with words unspoken

Echoed the transformation

 

Sun high up in sky

Cast no shadow towards west

All objects swelled round

In centre I expanded

Swallowing my own sun’s flames

 

Birds flew to no nests

For trees felled had sunk to piles

Fallen leaves rustled

Mind’s trees stood firmly apart

With roots sprouting in between

 

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