Light the skies

Light the skies

2 June 2017

light skies fineartamerica golden-root-bojan-jevtic
Courtesy Bojan Jevtic on fineartamerica.com

 

Melodies

Ring me memories

Of stardom

Lost Kingdom

Where Ancestors wove wisdom

Winding with the breeze

 

Fortune tells

Secrets of the wells

Hidden deep

Winding steep

In the bosom silent keep

Ringing of the knells

 

Light the skies

With the will that flies

In stages

Of pages

Coursing through storm that rages

Presence multiplies

 

Reading of the poem: 

Lightskies bojan jevtic saatchi art
Courtesy Bojan Jevtic on Saatchi art

Sunset Dream – Sufi’s Life & Merlin

Lonely – Sufi’s Life & Merlin

Balkan Spirit – Sufi’s Life & Merlin

Shedding Particles

Shedding Particles

23 April 2017

starlight korinnathemaiden com (2)
Courtesy korinnathemaiden.com

Motion trance

Within the silence

Feet to dance

Tango sole

Organs call as the hearts chime

In spirals of Time

 

Bluebird trails

Within Infinite

Exhibit

No limit

Whispering trees call our name

To the rivers flow

 

Dancing light

Shimmering essence

In presence

Of white orbs

Oscillating stillness moves

Shedding Particles

 

Reading of the poem: 

starlight pinterest com 5
Courtesy pinterest.com

Tango – Abel Korzeniowski

 

Presence extension

Presence extension

20 April 2017

Presence pinterest com 2
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Weather’s brow

Hard ends in the now

Disavow

Holy vow

Earthen fields that we will plough

Inversion allow

 

Scorching sands

Coursing through the lands

Twirling hands

Raging bands

Times when we had made demands

Fading in woodlands

 

Times version

Breath exhalation

Distortion

Distension

Forging through heart intention

Presence extension

 

Reading of the poem:  

Presence pinterest com
Courtesy pinterest.com

Mandala Yoga – Lifescapes

A journey within – Lifescapes

The River of Transcendence – Lifescapes

The colours of us

The colours of us

1 March 2016

colours en wikipedia org
Courtesy en.wikipedia.org

 

Radiant

Your presence a gift

I unwrap

In silence

You are present in absence

Soundless story told

 

Love defines

Landscapes of hushed pines

Ringing soft

Needles’ rhymes

Working their magic mending

Tattered souls of old

 

Trails are cold

The scent of heart stays

Beyond stamps

Of meaning

Beyond the doubts now clearing

Remnants of footsteps

 

I am strong

Will more than biceps

Birthing stars

I exhale

Stories of love told on Mars

Which fierce spears inhale

 

Eye to eye

We meet our semblance

In mirrors

Of bright words

The shepherd beckons to herds

Through staff in the pen

 

Clucking hen

Cooped up in the dark

Her wings torn

Her eyes wild

She loses a daily child

Harvests of the mark

 

Trading point

Our prayers now joint

Hidden walls

Cold membranes

Count of numerous blue valves

Between Heart and brains

 

We see not

The wilting jasmine

That invokes

Scent of spring

The ghost of love that we bring

It beckons dying

 

We will dance

Like sightless flowers

Pliable

Bending slow

To the winds orchestrating

The colours of us

 

Reading of the poem: 

colours favim com

He needs me – Hindi Zahra

The Man I Love – Hindi Zahra

Stand up – Hindi Zahra

Silence – Hindi Zahra

At the same time – Hindi Zahra

Beautiful Tango – Hindi Zahra

 

 

The wings they grow slow!

The wings they grow slow!

4 February 2016

wings toppixgallery com 2
Courtesy toppixgallery.com

 

We build selves

Tall and proud oft held

A banner

Prejudice

Crime against what we ignore

We pick of known shelves

 

Magmatic

A sea of faces

Unending

We shun them

Our minds little spam agents

Breaking wheat from wheat

 

The hard looks

They tell us nothing

What is there

Is unseen

You can only see with heart

Placid meet and greet

 

We choose swift

The cut relentless

Faces gone

Slow depart

Our memories small suitcases

The rest a blank slate

 

Indifference

Invading spaces

Paper thin

Like my heart

On a stark moonless evening

Playing with the dark

 

I too cut

Oft into myself

Bleak and deep

As it seeps

Separating me from me

I bleed out the self

 

wings pinterest com 2
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

You watch sad

There are rivers lit

By fireflies

In your soul

Where we could stitch some small parts

Save the wilderness

 

I cut slow

The task gory bleak

We melt fast

Like candy

Mouth place of prayer and sin

One of our bridges

 

I smell you

It fills my nostrils

Deep incense

Announcing

Your presence every evening

A mantle of joy

 

Like in dream

Floating high above

You beckon

To the stars

We are not what we may seem

Uneven our scars

 

We compare

Our bodies a map

Onlookers

Fascinate

They hail they revere they clap

Mutilated shells

 

We dilate

Cracked open we squirm

Tender worm

Readied harsh

It takes some light years to fly

The wings they grow slow!

 

Reading of the poem: 

wings nice-cool-pics com
Courtesy nice-cool-pics.com

 

All you never say – Birdy

Shelter – Birdy

Wings – Birdy (Winter’s Tale)

Waking within the Heartpath

Waking within the Heartpath

27 September 2015

lap modernfunutilities com
Courtesy modernfunutilities.com

 

You combed soft my hair

Strand by strand separating

The old from the new

 

Some had grown new roots

Some lay on brink of falling

But all you caressed

 

Weary from the day

I put my head on your lap

We breathed in the night

 

The touch of your palm

A cool presence on my brow

Prelude to kisses

 

The Heart to Heart spoke

In recognition of bond

Blessed Eternity

 

From disturbed slumber

Waking within the Heartpath

Experience bliss

lap modernfunutilities com (2)
Courtesy modernfunutilities.com

Only Love makes Perfect Sense

Only Love makes Perfect Sense

15 September 2015

come youtube com 2
Courtesy YouTube.com

.

A whiff of your scent

Captures my aching nostrils

Signals our parting

.

The taste of your lips

In heated argument roam

Provoking my own

.

Your footsteps echo

As they slowly fade away

From my memories

.

The glory of you

Between Dark and Light

Your faceless presence

.

come walkingwithvision com
Courtesy walkingwithvision.com

.

The feel of your hands

Deliberate and loving

Lost in our caress

.

All this forever

Planted in our DNA

Fickle cell mutates

.

Height of Senses: ache!

Within your torrid embrace

Height of Senses? Love!

.

Forsake all Senses

Only Love makes Perfect Sense

Make it Only Sense

.

come youtube com
Courtesy YouTube.com