Remnants of the sky

Remnants of the sky

5 October 2017

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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: 

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Eyes Shut – Ólafur Arnalds, Alice Sara Ott

On Being the Light

On Being the Light

14 May 2017

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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: 

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Pankh Hothe Song – Pravin Godkhindi Flute

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

Pounding Heart

Pounding Heart

20 January 2016

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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

Love letters from Netherworld

21 September 2015

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I counted your words

Their rhythm’s pace merged with mine

They spelt our desires

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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

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When spent the words come

Love letters from Netherworld

As souls infuse frames

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Every time I doubt

Every time I doubt

18 August 2015

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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

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As the pace quickened it stilled

As the pace quickened it stilled

16 August 2015

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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

 

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