Twined the sun
11 September 2017
Multiply
The seasons break forth
Announcing
Gathered gold
The corrosion we behold
Garlands of liquid
Off the grid
And as we sail through
Runner’s hue
Lifting Blue
Up above the mountains peaks
Where lonely man speaks
Staggering
Giants fall of cliffs
Might undone
Twined the sun
Thundering waters now seal
Mystery of deal
Reading of the poem:
Singing of the poem with modified lyrics:
Misterio Interlude – B-Tribe
Tones of Blues
3-4 November 2016
Amber dunes
Stretching towards me
Sunburnt sands
The lost lands
Breathing slight before waters
Submerge all islands
Ember tunes
Crackling of the fire
Remember
Fading warmth
Desert night with bees in swarm
On blue tinged mountains
Old and tired
We will dismember
The fading bricks
The grey strands
Dissolution that withstands
Ringing of the Pi
Concentric
Circles of our lives
Twining slow
Melding glow
I take you to tell and show
The past a lantern
The ransom
A lifetime kidnapped
As kids napped
The Grey woke
The Earth lines shook as they spoke
Of fledglings restored
Eccentric
Colours of minds hues
Tones of Blues
Height of ruse
The path where she had strewn clues
Within my bosom
Reading of the poem:
Ready to Dare – Praful
I saw you (Rumi Poetry) – Praful
Arabesque – Praful
Whisper to the stars
11-12 October 2016
The daybreak
Follows lengthy night
Wanderers
Scurry fast
Through winding alleys backstreets
Hidden dark retreats
Within lairs
They compose in wells
Ancient spells
The tongue tells
The belly full grows and swells
Dark composition
Transition
Cycle of ages
The sages
Welcome change
The fools depths of Earth derange
My kingdom will come
Tired humdrum
Lusterless tragic
Poor magic
Stains my name
The wild children mine to tame
Chains of wicker break
Souls to wake
The lids silent monk
Bosom shake
Like Tree trunk
Leaves of yesteryear to rake
Dim path to the Lake
The Heart spake
Tongue of stone mountains
Concealing
Galleries
Revel in what’s revealing
Whisper to the stars
Reading of the poem:
Gravity of Love – Enigma
Sitting on the Moon – Enigma
Silence must be heard – Enigma
Return to Innocence – Enigma
Temple of Love – Enigma
Prism of Life – Enigma
Goodbye Milky Way – Enigma
Woman on the Top
27 August 2016
Salvation
Your empty wordings
Flowing free
Withered tree
Unwatered by your limp hand
A mouth to demand
Damnation
Your hatred coursing
Black rivers
Bring shivers
Brethren replicate the quakes
Judges make mistakes
Innocence
A burning willow
Nooses flow
Like the waves
Your mountains’ glory but caves
Sheltering the knaves
Complacence
Congratulate self
Twisted doll
Tightly knit
Into clothes that barely fit
Reintegrates shelf
Conduction
My nerves leading way
From decay
To dismay
Prosecuting intention
Witnesses galore
Eruption
My fiery breath
Heated frame
Sorry lame
I will not stretch below tame
Woman on the Top
Reading of the poem:
The Eternal Return – Irfan
Monsalvato – Irfan
Peregrinatio – Irfan
Disappearing act
1 December 2015
The wise ones once said
There was too much of a Love
Share it with the All
With Summer’s waning
I gifted you to the sea
Its frothing horses
Ebb and flow tireless
Played with your dazzling body
A game of waters
Above Autumn’s light
I gifted you to the hills
Their curving silence
The shrubs and the trees
Twined with the hairs on your head
Weaving dark stories
Below Winter’s cold
I gifted you to mountains
Their chilly snow peaks
Rocks and crevasses
Sprinkled with your throbbing skin
Uneven castles
Beside Spring’s blossoms
I gifted you to deserts
Their whispering sands
Yellow sands’ showers
Cloaked your soul in Time’s essence
Smothering stillness
When there was no more
The seas, hills, mountains, deserts
Took silent your place
Wise ones gazed at me
Amplified and distended
Disappearing act
Skye – Clock to Stop
Eye will see you blow the hatred’s Flames
5 November 2015
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
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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Ana bekoach sub en español
Schubert – Ave Maria
The morning of Hope – Sobhe Omid – Hamad Zamani
Tree of Life – Lacrimosa
Stairway to the Skies
3 November 2015
Treasures forgotten
The well brimmed with yellow sands
That whispered in nights
.
I know the stories
Of well where a pitcher grew
Upon ivy’s roots
.
.
In that well yellow
Transformed into purest gold
Midas I anew
.
.
The touch of the rain
Scintillating in the sparks
Brimmed with Eternal
.
.
Weary travellers
From the East and from the West
Drank from the pitcher
.
.
Many distressed souls
From the North and from the South
Ate from the ivy
.
.
My flesh and my wine
Iridescent offerings
Multiplied in Love
,
.
Multiply me whole
There are hungers in this world
I will ever quench
.
.
Distribute my soul
Let it be solace’s lace
Shimmering blue veil
,
.
Strew me upon hills
Gather me in the valleys
Stir me in rivers
.
.
Climb through me mountains
Let me be your blue ladder
Stairway to the Skies
.
.
Free my airborne hair
Build upon my very Heart
Pathway to the Gods
,
There are different wells within your heart – Hafiz
We have not come here to take prisoners- poetry by Hafiz
Hafiz – If it is not too dark
Seeing you through I
3 November 2015
When did it begin?
I have no thread to follow
Beginning is end
The mountains are rich
With treasures of Beloved
Icicles are grapes
I who did not drink
Walk dazed in drunken stupor
From heavenly scents
You are everywhere
Earth pulses with your Heartbeats
That call out to skies
You are all sweetness
A slithering snake’s venom
Becomes bees’ honey
For every question
You gave all answers before
Universal One
Seeing You through I
I saw myself in your Light
Your Kingdom become
Drunk on loving Ecstasy
3 October 2015
.
The waves transport me
Shimmering essence of Life
Into skies carries
.
The surge uplifts me
Deeper into growing Love
Which my breath sustains
.
The beauty of you
Echoing beauty in me
Equates infinite
.
.
In me the heartbeats
Call from mountains to mountains
As valleys dissolve
.
I roam mad woman
Drunk on loving Ecstasy
In mind’s wilderness
.
My feet touch not ground
Rising carried by the airs
I resist nothing
.
Talvin Singh & Sangat – Arternal / Trotamundo (Songs For The Inner World)
Back into Jerusalem
31 August 2015
.
Criss-cross of chances
Black hole meets mass of matter
The less is the most
.
Interwoven signs
I, Minerva of the past
Forgot my own tasks
.
Jolted now awake
My saddle I will set right
As horses whinny
.
Riding into dusk
To the outlines of mountains
As the sun sets low
.
I drink your water
Essence of your earthly life
From new wells you birthed
.
.
The stars will combine
Shimmering mass of light rays
That from you wrought strength
.
Roots spread between us
Gathering the momentum
That in the heart pulls
.
Glory of simple
Walking upon the waters
Which in the soul flow
.
Ebb and flow of waves
Back into Jerusalem
I will walk head high
.
Twenty three paces
More than mythical nine yards
Upheaval measure
.
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