Het Heru
13 May 2024
It is time
this totem is mine
Blue bells chime
to my rhyme
A thought weaving so pristine
river Nile a shrine
A frame fair
shivers through your hair
effigy
melody
you walk into crooks of me
chosen ecstasy
Het Heru
you grow within me
like a tree
dancing free
arms extended white and blue
your embrace so true
Reading of the poem:
Ancient Egyptian Music – Hathor
A watery grave
10 May 2024
I held you
within sheets of ore
Promises
made before
They slide down unknown spaces
degrees of your hue
Your soul reeks
of untold prayers
Projections
my eye seeks
unveil myriads of layers
stilled incantations
Drummed up tunes
that the weather beats
into skull
as I mull
over sets of wiccan runes
under moonlit streets
I hear knocks
on forgotten door
They beat rhythm
within hymn
a movement to set the clocks
to time never more
The tides rest
within the chimes play
second test
to relay
infancy of the future
a hole to nurture
My sides split
like a chrysalid
frame to fit
under lid
raging waters for me pave
a watery grave
Reading of the poem:
Poets of the Fall - My Dark Disquiet
The ghastly death ring
12 April 2024
Writing date
The seventh of tenth
Shift of three
Pervades me
A rubber stamp to relate
Twenty twenty-three
Prince of peace
death right precluded
Blood released
heartbeat ceased
Predictive programming sprees
from pores exuded
Sea to shore
the victims galore
bombs that slayed
infants strayed
Awareness to cut through minds
as enemy grinds
Look afar
through the eye that smarts
flattened stones
amidst groans
pictures that imprint on hearts
ugly that they are
Bloody spill
cloaks the sunken eyes
World’s attire
of the liar
no longer a white-clad skill
twixt the dying sighs
Angels sing
voices join clamours
of thousand
small hammers
of ribs protruding to end
the ghastly death ring
Reading of the poem:
Rajieen | راجعين (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
The strength in my moonlit stare
12 April 2024
Frequencies
sounds of revival
whispering
like the trees
They blow within me
breath of survival
Fingers knit
future to befit
Goddess frame
Twirling dance
body moving in a trance
different yet the same
Sense to bare
my heaving chest’s bloom
cells to groom
with insight
The strength in my moonlit stare
shows recovered sight
Reading of the poem:
Rushana – Snake (Kira Lebedeva)
To my soul distraught
5 April 2024
Stars shimmer
when I look at you
They define
face refined
Your body emits glimmer
of a soul so true
Centuries
composed your being
profound thoughts
that mind spots
Living with you is seeing
green meadows to seize
You are there
Within folds of heart
They challenge
rules unfair
I create laws to avenge
the void you impart
I know not
The touch of your skin
Fingers ache
hold to take
The absence of you akin
to my soul distraught
Reading of the poem:
Dua Lipa - Levitating Featuring DaBaby (Official Music Video)
My eyes bedazzled
24 March 2024
Eyes downcast
The moon spoke to me
Of her past
Silvery
when her rays were more than words
homecoming of birds
They call shrill
nesting to declare
I survey
birds of prey
Their claws rake my window sill
for my wits to snare
Tomorrows
neat as sleek primrose
they spell hunt
with knives blunt
The sharpening on the knee
my white bones to see
Sense the blair
It smells monsoon’s flare
wars to win
through the din
Pouring rains wash off the bloods
unruly the floods
Weather dreams
inside out it screams
Dead the king
song to sing
the banshees wail upside down
downfall of the crown
The sun sweeps
its rays stricken bare
dragon sleeps
in its lair
My prince for now bedraggled
my eyes bedazzled
Reading of the poem:
Imagine Dragons - Children of the Sky (a Starfield song)
Concealment my art
22 March 2024
Muffled sounds
overtaking hums
Misguided
beating drums
summoning the dead to grounds
where sleep the sacred
They wither
under silent eye
snakes slither
to my midst
their venom laid on my wrist
bidding a goodbye
Open ways
between life and death
Dream of Seth
becomes me
The suspended sentence stays
future eulogy
My talk bites
into lined hurdles
flying kites
latch circles
circumference the riddle
Pi down the middle
Unknown math
geometry skewed
unveils wrath
of the lewd
they think in piles of gold coins
head, black tails and loins
I redress
the damages kept
within heart
Sorrow swept
right under carpets I press;
concealment my art
Reading of the poem:
Serpents – Sharon van Etten
I seize the night sky
18 March 2024
It started
when they constrained me
they harboured
brittle talks
It is within our own walks
that we are steady
Bear no spate
every tongue too weak
to relate
what we speak
the strength within our backbone
only skill to hone
They drown me
within scores of sheets
My name tag
it repeats
Foe within chest as I gag
spewing remedy
My chest weighs
a hundred kisses
like feather
moss and heather
everything my heart misses
that their henchmen raze
Levelled grounds
witness the lost heights
Dire straits
steer off sounds
Composure of lost powers
plunge from high towers
Open eyes
speak to me of sighs
Love wholesome
within bosom
opening my wings to fly
I seize the night sky
Reading of the poem:
Нас бьют, мы летаем
An endless journey
16 March 2024
Darting rays
stray on my figure
steel back stays
keeps my rigor
Icy bone follows my stare
sprinkles snow in air
Tall and stout
I wander about
white hairs play
with the sun
I was once the chosen one
now battered relay
Clouds are lost
in my sullen hope
I will frost
to delay
lessons teaching ways to cope
between night and day
Challenges
tear my thinning hair
Wilting mind
avenges
airborne strikes that rip me bare
blizzard’s shapes to find
Packing bags
other places rise
once in rags
now arise
treasures born from my own kind
other days rewind
There is light
in the raging snow
I must fight
sleet to go
wading in ice to the knee
An endless journey
Reading of the poem:
Alla Pugacheva - Опять метель
The ominous ice
8 March 2024
Sulphur glides
under earthen crust
Fire flies
within skies
Erupted volcano rides
blackened soil and dust
Lava flows
onto reddened Earth
Changed the stance,
lost the mirth,
they survey the starlit dance
as the twilight grows
Moon looming
overlooks Big Blue
rockets flung
Mars grooming
Pretext that turned so untrue
Just a trompe l’oeil hung
Time matters
As the clocks unwind
hide of blind
Blood splatters
over eyes that do not see
stark reality
Parched throats cry
symphony of dark
their chests sigh
while they flail
their bodies search the lost spark
one that told a tale
Angels start
the oncoming flight
they play part
through stark plight
Dominion’s auction set price
the ominous ice
Reading of the poem:
Stive Morgan - Ice and Fire
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