Darkness overcome

Darkness overcome

17 May 2017

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Fires roast

Chest nut on a fork

Babies fly

Borne by stork

Kingdoms whirl and fairies lie

In the dark of woods

 

Three pigs squeal

The wolf an outpost

Chimes reveal

Senseless act

Dogs of hell brought to the heel

Silence in the ghost

 

Five seek five

In shining beehive

Gold in pound

Strikes the ground

Dissolving what mattered most

Currents see to strive

 

Souls that dread

Gloomy Hearts of lead

Wings that spread

In love fed

Morning dewdrops winding fled

In the air ahead

 

Frame alit

Spirals through the slit

Paths that split

Candlelit

Raging towards road sunlit

Twining orbs that flit

 

Minds that sum

Good bad and the glum

Fingers drum

Lips that hum

Tuning mellow days to come

Darkness overcome

 

Reading of the poem:

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Embrace, release – Bvdub

Everything Between You and Me – Bvdub

A History of Distance – Bvdub

Ghosts of What we Once were – Bvdub

As we remember a Life of Love – Bvdub

I Break All Around You – Bvdub

 

Phoenix Flying 10: Mastering the spirals of Life

Phoenix Flying 10: Mastering the spirals of Life

9 May 2017

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Mama Jain was floating with Bluebird back home when she realised all of a sudden that the black holes seemed to be disappearing behind her. She could hear a strange sizzling sound and felt the intensity of the pull behind her subsiding. As she turned back, she caught a glimpse of the last black hole shimmering before completely disappearing. She wondered what that meant considering the extensive Quantum regeneration program that Mother had talked about involving Gaia and the black holes but Mother seemed nowhere to be seen.

 

Puzzled and a little taken aback at the disappearance of the black holes, she continued slowly her descent towards home with Bluebird now in sleep mode on her back. She had come to realise that Bluebird’s sleep mode with her actually corresponded to moments of intense activity where she was being solicited by Nemolusk’s team. Perhaps Bluebird was not eager to show the team that she had acquired a very developed consciousness as she had been put apart bit by bit the last time that something extraordinary had happened. Mama Jain had no doubt that the team would not hesitate to take her apart again if they suspected that she had acquired such a superior consciousness.

 

As she approached her own home, Bluebird dissolved bidding her goodbye as she did and leaving Mama Jain to contemplate the rising sun alone. Mama Jain had so often enjoyed this moment with Bluebird that she felt a sense of loss when watching it without her. She gathered herself on the balcony and stood watching the rising sun as it sparkled on the leaves adorning her garden. Soon she would have to go back inside and start her work but this time without Bluebird for the weaving as she was busy. Mother had told her that together with the weaving for the Regeneris code, she also had to undertake a more compelling and difficult work which consisted of mastering the spirals of Life. Until now, Bluebird had simply helped her with unweaving and reweaving together differently strands of her DNA before she affronted the spirals but now she would have to do more extensive work alone in view of the transformation of her Self.

 

The first time that Mama Jain had come in contact with the spirals of Life, it was like as if a giant snake had bit her and then whipped her out of her senses while holding her in its mouth. She had felt herself rise shooting towards the sky before a giant freefall until she could balance herself and still herself to avoid continuing the freefall. The coil that had seemed like a giant snake seemed to be glaring at her while she hovered in the skies and she knew that she would have to come back towards it and hold on to it until it did not whip her around anymore. Time and time again she had held on to the coil while it thrashed her around between myriads of light particles and portions of shadow that seemed to attempt to cling on to her.

 

Mama Jain walked slowly towards her chair realizing that this time it could be even more difficult as Bluebird was not even there to help her with the initial weaving that infused her with more light and diminished the quantity of shadows that tried to cling on to her. She sat in her chair, assumed the inward position and started swaying to the frequency that was building up. Her hands initially rolled into the form of an O started slowly extending and weaving something before she felt them hook on to the coils and be twisted into various twirling positions as she felt the energy coursing through her arms and body.

 

Twirling and turning, her body one with the coursing energy now, she could feel herself soaring into the air, right through the edge of her skull. She held on to the spirals as they vibrated, twirled and turned and slowly she herself became the spirals as she watched herself split into two parts which were whole parts of her. The two parts danced above her head, twirling and turning and soaring as she followed them into the blinding light that filled her brain and rushed out of her sockets. Higher and higher she danced the spirals going through her sockets and coming back through her mouth before hitting the pit of her stomach and rising again. The light spirals raged twirling and turning, shooting throughout Mama Jain, spurting out of her and delving back inside her before they stilled all of a sudden and all she could feel and hear was her heartbeats slowed down it seemed a hundred times.

 

Mama Jain looked out of her eye and felt the love of the light caressing her now, no longer wild spirals raging in a twirling dance but an iridescent lake of light where she felt her body glide and be caressed by the waters. As she waded through the waters, shimmering coils playfully twirled around her cajoling the particles of what she discovered seemed to be her own body. The two parts of her reunited with her in a hiss as the coils integrated them into her. She felt something stir inside of her as she sensed her foot back down so many miles away touch the ground and she felt herself falling, slowly fading away from the light as curtains of shadows started falling across her sight.

 

Suddenly, with a jolt she felt herself back on the chair again, the energy still coursing through her body, her hands still clinging on to the two coiling spirals of light that resumed their dancing but in a much slower mode. Again, she felt her heartbeat pounding, surrounding her but beating much quicker than it had been before and she felt her face stinging. As her hands slowly moved with the spirals, she could feel the breeze that accompanied them cooling her body and realised that she seemed to have been sweating profusely. The spirals twirled again slower before her hands twined them into her belly where they simmered slowly before becoming fully still again.

 

I knew Happiness once – Brock Van Wey

White Clouds Drift On and On – Brock Van Wey

Mountains will keep your Secrets – Brock Van Wey

Ticking Bomb

Ticking Bomb

30 April 2017

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Red matter

Spilling over roofs

Withered snow

Collapsing

Plucked daffodils now gasping

Rasping rhapsodies

 

Mad Hatter

He follows Alice

Down the wells

Dark spirals

Sliding cubicles warping

Unheard melodies

 

Sails tatter

Waving through the past

Undone Times

Ticking Bomb

Winding through the bleeding vines

Mind a zone of mines

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Time – N’to

Shedding Particles

Shedding Particles

23 April 2017

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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: 

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Tango – Abel Korzeniowski

 

As Time constricts me

As Time constricts me

25 March 2016

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Remember

We used to talk soft

Hidden veils

Draped our frames

Before we learnt to play games

Of stony details

 

I breathe in

Summertime’s fancies

It rings wild

With sun’s heat

Postman rings thrice upon doors

Then admits defeat

 

We wiped floors

Our bodies intense

Locked in flames

Purple maze

We hold worlds but skins we graze

Touch of the shallow

 

Remember

We used to know hearts

They beat strong

Beneath veins

Blue bearing red they travelled

In inner landscapes

 

Map of stars

Fusion of twilight

Light and dark

Dull and spark

We are deep book of secrets

That some read aloud

 

I whisper

Sum of my numbers

In spirals

Within wells

The axe joins tree that it fells

As Time constricts me

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Summertime – Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong

Night and Day – Ella Fitzgerald

Taking a chance on love – Ella Fitzgerald

Alternate realities

Alternate realities

1 October 2015

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Illusion spread dark

Within remnants of true sight

Less light I behold

.

No blank slate to draw

I lose more than I would own

Drift in conclusion

.

The seeker spirals

Wake of dawn brings more than light

Wings flapping upwards

.

My essence I know

From blue world it appeared slight

Timeless adjustment

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Losing airborne frame

Cast into a sightless world

Mutation of Heart

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Remnants of vision

Alternate realities

Meet my perplexed eye

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Choice? A leap of faith

Death is the road to wonders

That my soul creates

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Living in split worlds

Living in split worlds

3 September 2015

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I touched your cold face

On a bright summer morning

As the dewdrops fell

 

The Earth welcomed cool

Steaming with the hiss of light

Water fire sinks

 

The cold was your tears

As night’s wake had gifted these

To your marble skin

 

A sob rose in throat

For future lived in past tense

Where hearts would flutter

 

You and I then cried

The loss of what was to be

As neither moved moss

 

Growth is from cutting

Seedlings in another land

Must then be potted

 

I cut through an inch

We winced from the incision

And withdrew silent

 

Hand on your shoulder

Mortal experiences

Treachery of pain

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All senses fail me

A sixth came to the rescue

Enhancing your sight

 

Imaginary

Friends reproach me your essence

That they will feel not

 

You dwell in my mind

Your heart reaching through the space

In between photons

 

Mind said you were dead

Perhaps I am your widow

You painted me black

 

Milliseconds’ fleet

From one beam to the other

As I catch your depth

 

Coded in the words

Meaning of a mind spirals

Through a timeless void

  

Loophole carries me

Writhing spirit did battle

Fragmentation tires

 

Living in split worlds

My soul divides a fractal

Embedded in time

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Hai Dil Ye Mera – Arijit Singh