AM BACK!

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I am going to let words fall from my hands like light from the sky! I will couple strange and awkward words to gain beautiful meaning.

I missed you all!

XOXO

 

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Twilight

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Twilight came soaked with different colors,
Amber, orange, red, gold and distilled purple,
It was shimmering and spectacular against the blue sky,
It seemed to suggest and remind me the beauty of living

The rhythm of the soft breeze passed through the lone tree,
It seemed to carry delicious secrets to the naked branches,
For the naked branches swayed instinctively from side to side,
Spreading the intoxicating rhythm slowly to my trusting soul

The intricacies of the setting sun were reflected in the flower petals,
The majesty of the light that shone through them centered my heart,
They seemed to teach me how to cope with the storms in my life,
That truth was bigger than all the mysterious shadows I’d ever seen

The sun’s low orange candle carried warmth that I could only imagine,
It was strange and carried a quality that I could never give a name to,
For that quality permitted my transparent reflections to live and thrive,
And unburden myself of all the hurt, worries and suck aspirations

The tree indicated an innate dignity that was free of any pride,
That is what kept it alive despite being dishonored time after time,
A quality that came naturally like the warmth of the rising sun,
Abyss of desires washed through my body as I sucked in the moment,

That moment was magical
It was peaceful,
It was wild,
It was unrestricted,
And I desired for a quiet continuity…

 

Hold Me…

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Hold me…
And wash away my silly and annoying awkwardness,
That is overgrown with irrelevant and tiresome details,
Of how things should be

I need you to hold me…
To take away my loneliness and silence,
I need time to stop my heart and feel all things,
That I wish, hope and dream of, only in an instant

Please hold me and trap my searching soul,
That anticipates, yearns and desires,
To dance like trees and flowers in the rain,
I want that moment to sink deep in my veins

Hold me, my dear…
Let my passion flow through you like a river,
I need to embrace a clear vision of true beauty,
To explore and discover new possibilities in your arms

In your arms,
I will swim in the stars and the clear moon,
I will give myself freely to you,
I will be that innocent leaf carried by the wind

When you hold me,
I will have no words to call that feeling,
But I know it is delicate, beautiful and smooth like fragile petals,
With bright colors which carry my stagnant distilled peace…

Trapped Voice

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He thought that in time, his mind will protect his sanity,
From mounting storms and chaos raging through his flimsy heart,
This rose, whenever he was close enough to experience her scent
In a second he was plunged into a state of enchantment

He was floating in the nothingness of the moment,
It bathed away all his old scars and made him new,
He was waving goodbye to suck desires,
He was a child of oblivion

It was a time to listen to the rhythms of his blinded heart,
He was spell-bounded in the amber of that delicious moment,
Never hesitating to wash all mannerism and pretenses,
Time was never guided by any system

The beauty in her scent carried silent power,
It was warm and had cherry blossom,
His black knowledge hinted that his time was here and now,
And it made blood to throb fiercely through his veins,

He was tired of waiting and wilting through cold days,
He was going to finally tell her about his black desires,
Even with a benign smile he felt disillusioned and lost,
He was unable to control his sensibility and emotions,

He wanted to tell her how much he needed her,
How much his days passed without any purpose,
How much he dreamt, wished and hoped for them both,
But the dryness of his throat spurted empty words,

He couldn’t do it!
The truth was too heavy!
He had failed yet again…
To save his trapped voice

 

The Awakening

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From the windows of my soul, I could see the image of me,
Dancing in the timeless blue moon strokes,
Rending and tearing through time and space,
With my anxious, agile, slither body,

The breeze smelled of new earth and air,
I was surrounded and protected by an invincible chord,
I tasted a feeling of the ultimate freedom & fortification,
This was my tedious dream and fantasy made real,
I wished to hold and hoard that very moment,

A welcoming caress was flowing through my skin,
It made me immobile yet suspended my very soul,
There was easy and magical intimacy in the air,
Passing time distilled the sweetness of the moment,

 
My ocean-like ears were drowning every grief,
Satisfying all my senses with a worldly opulence,
I was the sun, the flower, the sky,
Filled with wild and unpredictable love,

It was a feeling of being unreachable,
It was marvelous and ruinous all at once,
It was painful yet amazing,
It was abnormal yet so real,
It was old yet so new,
It made me free and warm

The Agile Queen

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The crick crack echoed the breaking of dawn,
Her body reeled from drunken sweet slumber,
She emerged from the hollows of dead branches,
Guided by instincts, she searched for the soft luminous horizon

The sky was dotted by many scattered smoky clouds,
The crisp falling of air carried beauty that felt invincible,
It made her feel immobile and at the same time suspended her,
It was a distilled sweetness that mornings like these carried

The soft sounds of the whistles and bustles of the wind circled her,
They pushed her forward towards the flower petals despite herself,
The delicate soft petals were slowly opening for her awkward self,
She contained her firing desire to crawl and sit inside such openings

She was focused on fulfilling that, which justified her existence,
All her life she was guided and worked from her untamed instincts,
A huge burden of guilt descended on her whenever she thought of fleeing,
Her own existence and relevance was realized by what she did everyday

She was wild, free and was filled by unpredictable love for her duty,
That love was like the sun, it could not be contained in any way,
Though her world was crafty, dangerous and full of unseen horror,
That love was a glorious blanket that made her feel unreachable,
That understanding rose and blossomed the agile body of this tiny queen

 

Whispers of the Sun

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She had practiced walking from her dream,
She made quiet and measured footfall as the fall of petals,
Her eyes were dark, soft and romantic as those of a poet,
And with every new twist, they widened with new wonder,

A mask of concentration was spread all over her face,
It was as if she was willing for every wish to appear,
The soft early wind pushed her forward despite herself,
It fired her desire that was beyond thought and sweetness

The path was filled with deathly hollow and an infinite narrowness,
Every turn carried a strange mystery that only seemed to deepen hers,
On her sides, lay ravishing splashes of colors from standing tall trees,
They had began to flower, orange, yellow and green coloring,
The perfectness of the beauty they represented was too real!

She halted amidst her steps to fight back the tears springing in her eyes,
She was unprepared for the cascades of tears dripping her cheeks,
That morning was so freshly new that she could see her breath,
The beauty, tenderness and love of the universe surprised her

She willed her strength of discovering the meaning of her life,
She was searching for her happiness and that is all that mattered,
She was beyond the tyranny of time and was floating in it,
She was completely and totally absorbed in the vision of her,
The golden-yellowed strings of sunlight reflected that vision,
They were slow and achingly beautiful like the tunes of a violin

The Promised New

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A particle of gold is worthy to be called gold,
Just as the salty taste of a drop of water from the vast sea,
I, endowed with all the qualities that entitle me to the universe,
Every minute measure in me is part and parcel of everything universal

I can feel the earth’s slow vibrations surging me forward,
The unseen yet real black power seems to shift everything,
Everything seems to be moving yet in reality not moving at all,
To places and experiences that are emblematic and intensely unreal

There are many paths each with its’ own doors to different experiences,
The paths have dancing flowers that are unshackled from tangles of leaves,
They contain a sense of indescribable gentleness that makes me forget,
And they are faded into different shades of colors that glee under the sunlight

I am walking in a world that is neatly balanced between dreaming and reality,
Fast images seem to slam my mind with mixtures of hopes and fear,
The meaning of these paths lies in the secret doors of experiences that awaits,
Trying to find these meanings present yet another experience that has no name,

But I know I have to choose between old spells and the promised new,
My face is decorated with double edged expression that betrays my dilemma,
But I force myself to grow away from self doubts that had held me down,
A firm refusal to be schematized and trapped again into old timely patterns,
I know positive power is only realized in its’ penultimate moment of blackness!

Sounds of Unrestricted Love

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The dead oaks spread across the earth,
Other trees stood still, somber like mourners,
They were honor guides of earthly angels,
They were escorting the sinless souls that lay still

This morning was freshened by light caressing breeze,
That ran softly through the currency of shadows,
That was spilled by the mourning trees that stood silent,
Her tired edges were smoothed by their flawless beauty

She felt light as a feather floating in high attitudes,
She was surrounded by the air that carried sweet grassy scents,
Strands of brightened sunshine fell silently from the scenic sky,
There could be many places that she could be at that moment,
She closed her eyes, glad that she was here to experience all these

The wide-eyed owl stared at her with a curiosity that pinched
As if it could tell that her eyes were feigning happiness,
Like someone who was wise, mysterious and watchful,
That swift fly centered and calmed the storms in her life
As they made wordless sounds of unrestricted love