Make time
Meets
Slow down
No clocks
Dance
Musical sounds
Dream walkers
Meet
In mirrors
Confession rooms
Psychedelic
Wall murals
Dusk
Parting of
The day and
Night
Fall colors
Fade into
Blue
–
For a moment a heart fell; captivated by such presence, he couldn’t think to part from you. Sticky, like bubble gum. Observing a heart as it dances, opens up to beautiful, joyous connection. A level of intimacy in communion, eye contact, mirroring a trancendental experience.
One could say, I saw my self fall in love with a city, and fall in love with her essence.
–
Will I get to see you one more time, one last dance.
Distance creates memories of a mental imagery attached to captured moments in pictures, vivid thoughts and dreams. A virtual profile stalking to configure each footwork and movement. A connection through a screen.
–
Dusk
Fading
Into blue
The moment
I left my heart
Savoring
One last dance
In Berlin
–

 

It just so happens
That the sun is
eclipsed by the moon
Invisible lights
A ring of fire
“It feels like I am
Looking at you
Finally”
Said the moon
And they danced
For a moment
Centering so delicately
Like two lovers
On a seesaw
“Keep your eyes
Locked on mine
Keep your strength
Flowing with your core”
Said the lover to
Her heart
And as a fleeting moment of
Love presently transits into
Rotation
The moon gives the sun
Back her day
“Flammable desire”
Mercury said
“Planetary lust!”
Exclaimed venus
“How? One is a star
The other, its lost heart”
Argued Pluto
Meanwhile back on Earth
the monk planet breaks her
30 year vow of silence
Not able to recollect
Memories of a past
Or any sort of visual prowess
Much like Linguistic abilities
Drop in the presence of
Versatile compassion
Such does my heart
Skip a beat
In the presence of you.

Little Cats
roaming the streets
Mind boggled emotions
Lost on thoughts
of bodily images,
a fatal attraction;
devour my attention
Is it heart, mind, or spirit?
free thoughts for her soul
Beauty, intelligence
awakening
A street cat scours the big tin cans
hussling the trash owners
for a little love
his heart stranded
on an island
forgotten
his soul hovers
in the ether
having breakfast at sunset
and dinner at sunrise
the day has reveresed
the big crunch
is in effect

Wild eyes ignite
A journey within
Reach your inner child
Thoughts of an adult
Through the 7 cycles of Time
A kingdom lost her queen
The shaman is under the moon
Dancing for God’s forgiveness
Her face carved in stone
On a mountain heart
In a city filled with dreams
Reliving lost moments
Gazing into her memories of
You
Wild eyes ignite
Fires that light up the nights
Star dust blows
The winds of change, once more
Now, dawn
the 8th cycle of time
Fairies dressed up as cats
Purring sounds of blessings
Angels rain from the heavens
Washing away
The sins of the mad Monkey
Colors of purity
The prodigal sun has returned
Wild eyes ignite
Infinite cycles of time
Flying high
On Wings of grace
The sage has awakened

Roads on roads
In roads on land
Earth
A Hidden treasure
Beneath these
Highways
Motorways
Routes
Roads on roads
In roads on land
Directions,
South east
North west
Right

&
Left

A city reflecting empty
Lacking real eyes
Friends fade, twisting truths
sunsets glow colorful
A haze meets, the sun rays
ta da – a spectacle for your pockets
paintings screaming truth
Unsatisfied lonely hearts
Voidless.
spaceless.
emptiness.
Solitude; full of people
Concrete walls enhabited by soulless creeps
Internet is oil
Cook your brain up a little
Scrolling past life, was I a tree maybe?
Movies forgotten
Like great grandparents
Graveyards upon graveyards
To where do they vanish?
Hell.
Heaven.
Or, In between
Lost forever
Found in eternity

 

I bow in musing over you,

The one,

The sovereign

The candid

Concrete flora.

Like a moon you shine the way amidst the dark

For many who seek to heed your wisdom.

A dip in your pond of abundance

Purifies the uncertainties of drought

Lavish

Unswerving rooted in your truth

You are pivotal,

Adept,

Though, not always delicate in expressing your sentiments.

You view gold in paintings and hear diamonds in lullabies

like a true warrior in your battle you salvage your land.

May your crown shine through your eyes

May the whole kingdom be born of you.

Dream Sorceress

The true Goddess, Young at heart.

I haven’t written like I used to for a while.a paragraphed free flow style of non poetic thinking writing. Just wandering in vast unmeasurable imaginations and possibilities of a vortex of which I think; yet within all that bla, there is a fear that comes up; Rejection, the naught of my being. I dread it with my deepest heart, it’s because my deepest heart feels vulnerable and under potential threat. The past pains and traumas of my emotion creeping up through my spores onto my skin.
I remember you going the wrong way when you entered my movie; the new mental obsession that my mind so easily latched to the thought of what could be while halted in what was making what is come out now; as I write and you read this, a memoir of another lonely night under the moon wallowing in the mire of paradoxical thought process.

Across the lake I hear a party, I sit in my stillness to allow the sounds travel across the mirror like body of water that’s beneath me. Not a single breath of wind or flow of breeze exists at this moment. The silence is so loud that the lake is carrying the sound across and the trees are amplifying their humidity making their frequency jump right into my ears.

Light up the sky Miss moon. My eyes shine with you. All night tonight until your full I am yours. I am with you, inevitably through a new progression of happenings.

Hello, I hope you’re well.

I’ve wanted to take the time and do this a while back, but only now have I found some courage that reflected on me with compassion and forgiveness that I wanted to share with you.

After you left, I was consumed by Anger and pain, towards you, however, the truth is, that anger and pain was only self-inflicted, I didn’t own my responsibility in either driving you away or repulsing you by my behavior.

It was all un-intentional and immature emotions arising. I also believe that all of it were just beautiful lessons manifesting themselves harshly and diligently between us.

I am sorry my anger clouded my heart to the beautiful times and moments we had as friends, and humans.

Through our encounters we’ve faced, talked and discussed things that opened us up to each other, I am sorry for having expectations. The beauty of our friendship was the free flow of love and sibling-hood that due to my fear of fears, lack of self-love and in-ability to be true to myself; at the time, I broke and involuntary burnt both our friendship and human-hood.

Thank you for all the good times, I wish you well, and I hope you’re able to find happiness, and to be in union with what you truly seek in life.

Much warmth,

M

Life;
Existence
Space time
A sunset comes down painting a canvas in the heavens
Colors decorate the white clouds for a moment that doesn’t last
Yet eternity is promised to me and all those who learnt what I learnt
in schools that are breeding fools to carry on their torch in the distance
Why am I alive again?
Why do I exist in this body and not a bird, or a bear, or a spider or a
Body of water that lies between land to create this eco system
The atmosphere Glissens green in the north; they call it the Aurora
Why was I not the consciousness of another?
An other that exists only within my perception..
My; my; my!
Who am I?
Where have I come from to be here in this moment writing this?
Questioning my existence as I know it.
I call that a probiotic to death.
A death that outs the flower of its color to breed another design.
A mastermind moving afloat omnipresent within and without all that can be color.
Colors upon colors upon colors
Even in the night sky the blackness of the lightless space is almost navy.
A navy walking towards a war they didn’t choose to be controlled by the man who doesn’t march to their end.
There is no end to that which never began
Every end is a new beginning.
Infinite winds blow as the writer sits pondering his end
Blow through a northern light; I wanna see the Aurora.
Your aura glows of the night breeze; winds of change be upon us
May love light the way.