Remnants of the sky
5 October 2017
Yesterday
I walked into Earth
Slowing pace
Snuffed the race
Heavy footsteps aligning
Shadows of my Self
Sunlit path
Bursting from the seams
Coiled presence
Breathing dense
Magmatic matter fuming
Boiling resuming
Coupled Eye
Whirling through the sigh
Escaping
Littered lips
Thirsting as the monster sips
Remnants of the sky
Reading of the poem:
Eyes Shut – Ólafur Arnalds, Alice Sara Ott
On Being the Light
14 May 2017
Open Heart
Revel in the Love
Carry Dove
High above
There are no ceilings in white
Enhancement of Sight
Whirl onward
Toward trodden path
Past intent
Beckoning
The frequencies fly the wing
Mind remembering
Speed the pace
The way to solace
Delves inward
In trance meant
Let us reveal enchantment
On Being the Light
Reading of the poem:
Pankh Hothe Song – Pravin Godkhindi Flute
Not at Home
14 May 2016
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: 
Sunny Road – Emiliana Torrini
Tookah – Emiliana Torrini
Baby Blue – Emiliana Torrini
Pounding Heart
20 January 2016
Listen
My heart’s winged strings
Glisten
Music
Heart’s rendering
Frantic
Your face
Heartbeat’s onslaught
Steep pace
Reading of the poem
Thanks to Thomas for introducing me to the Musette. More information on this form of poetry here
Heartbeat – Enrique Iglesias Sunidhi Chauhan
Love letters from Netherworld
21 September 2015
.
I counted your words
Their rhythm’s pace merged with mine
They spelt our desires
-.
I looked at your face
Torture and doubt skinned it bare
Twin to my soul’s sighs
.
The morning whispers
Repeatedly shook our souls
Into waking jolt
.
I feel your soul’s flames
Within every inch of me
As our fingers touch
.
Connection of souls
My self knows of your soul’s cries
Your bodily greed
.
When spent the words come
Love letters from Netherworld
As souls infuse frames
.
.
Every time I doubt
18 August 2015
In mind you described
Every single emotion
That would bind us thus
I heard your voices
Like waves of a raging sea
Scourging through my mind
In unseen dark waves
Your voices amplified space
Within very soul
Could thunder be soft?
Loud it raged on but so slight
Between light and might
I knew you never
You recognised me no more
Yet we both knew us
In days’ giddiness
In nights’ fervour we glistened
To every moon ray
I walk uneven pace
Your hand on my shoulder
Rectifies my gait
I fear not I know
You will catch me if I fall
My pace regains grace
The road winds in time
As the winds of change blow hard
But your sails steer me
Every time I doubt
I feel soft your lips’ pressure
And Heart finds solace
As the pace quickened it stilled
16 August 2015
Electricity
Common connecting factor
I absorb it in
The games we could play
On threshold of new endings
Lighting with it dark
Fanciful choices
Tickle me now here and there
Tingle everywhere
I speak not you know
Silent communication
Minds in communion
Exquisite torture
Unseen but oh so vivid
Placating presence
In rapture breath failed
Turning twirling to your touch
Each spot of me lit
Castles in Spain built
Upon ceilings in mid-air
Your wing and mine held
We sang of wonders
Danced to the replenished moon
That cast its magic
Conjuring up hope
As the pace quickened it stilled
Gifting us more Time
Al Tuo tocco
13 luglio 2015
Tocco in mente
Tua barba sottile
Spilli, brividi
.
Cuore in cuore
Due occhi di fuoco
Centro di terra
.
Anima brucia
I sentieri di pena
Creando luce
.
Al tuo tocco
Percorrono l’anima
Raggi di sole
.
Corpo in corpo
Fusione e fissione
Per un terzo noi
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