WORLD my nectaur ~~~ oh, spirit
while the sun eats my woes
the ground heals my soul
Light passes across fertile ground
upon night death a kindly fate
how ancestors in time weep
the gods now rest for centuries
within their undiscovered tombs
Roads covered by dust
how Imhotep and Hordjedef ache
their words no longer rectited in whole.
In this time their deeds unknown
their places gone as though never been!
:: 02.28.2024 ::
MY eyes saw the falling leaf
twirling upon the air
propelled by love
MY heart fell with leaf
upon tender moist grounds
unrealized beauty
I wept for nature’s beauty
how astounding is she!
weeping along with lonely me
MY mind became separated by love
two pieces: one for heart |
one for passion_______
So together we ran away into
the forest of greens
There, a great fantasy!
We lived.
:: 02.26.2024 ::
In whispers soft as morning dew’s caress,
I plead, my dear, for love’s true tenderness.
When sorrow grips my heart in deep distress,
And dawn reveals a world in bleak duress,
What gentle act, what word, might draw your eye?
What fervent plea could win your sweet reply?
Yet when we part, and sorrow makes us sigh,
‘Tis sorrow’s weight that bids the light goodbye.
It pains me so, this ache within my breast,
As we in sorrow’s shadow find no rest.
With heavy heart, we mourn what love’s confessed,
And words, like dreams, slip through our grasp, unguessed.
It grieves me so, beneath the silent moon,
Why must our wounds persist, our love marooned?
Oh, sorrow’s touch, that dims love’s bright lagoon,
Must we, in darkness, find love’s sweet commune?
What act, what plea, might stir your heart to mine?
Oh-oh-oh,
How can I bridge this chasm, love, divine?
When tempests rage and stars refuse to shine,
What steps must I take, my love, to enshrine?
What must I do to earn your love’s embrace?
Oh-oh-oh,
What must I do to see love’s radiant face?
When thunder roars and lightning scars the space,
Guide me, my love, to find our sacred place.
Silence is not lack of life.
As noise is not lack of calmness.
Life is more than we have experienced
but when we awaken we realize
we are not truly living.
We should embrace choices
and make that one that fits us.
i encourage you to reflect on your life,
your choices, and the importance of
embracing decision-making as a vital
aspect of living authentically.
What are the consequences?
That you are living a true Life.
:: 02.24.2024 ::
If the butterfly alights upon a bloom,
expecting nectar’s sweet perfume,
but finds barren petals, does it sigh?
Yet it flutters on, beneath the azure sky.
And if a wave, born of the sea’s embrace,
swells mighty, yet succumbs to grace,
fading ere it meets the waiting shore,
it whispers secrets, lost forevermore.
But what of humans, seekers of love’s gleam,
who chase elusive dreams in moonlit stream?
For some, it remains a distant star,
for others, fleeting as shadows are.
Unlike the rooted tree, the graceful sprite,
or the surging wave, ephemeral in its might,
the human heart, a mystery, beats strong,
its resilience echoed in life’s song.
I say, it moves by the rhythm of its heart,
a symphony of hope, a work of art,
unfurling petals in the morning dew,
undaunted by what life may construe.
So let us marvel at nature’s grand design,
wherein each creature, be it yours or mine,
finds strength within, to rise and soar,
and dance with joy, forevermore.
:: 02.26.2024 ::
You are the masterpiece of my life! Within you reside the vibrant hues of love! Next to the shimmering sky, amidst the melodies, In every memory, you are always present. You are the cause of all these seasons, Would I ever forget your name? It’s all the same – intuition will See everything come together in fruition. And I will be the guardian of your emotions, If this life is all we have, If my voice gets lost among many, My love, I’ll find you once more, In the next life, without fail. Love is the sole reason, Love is the driving force, Love is the dance of the stars, And above all, you are the masterpiece Of my life.
Dans l’ombre profonde a lieu le requiem,
Deux amants se rencontrent là où la douleur tourbillonne.
Leurs murmures se mêlent aux tintements des échos,
Dans une plainte silencieuse, leurs cœurs se consolent.
Lui : « Chaque note, mon amour, un plaidoyer si clair,
Pour les âmes des défunts, versons une larme.”
Elle : « Dans l’étreinte de la douleur, nous trouvons notre situation difficile,
Mais ensemble, nous surmonterons la nuit. »
Lui : « A chaque couplet chanté, un soupir nostalgique,
Aux âmes à la dérive, nous disons au revoir. »
Elle : « Et pourtant dans cette obscurité, mon amour, on voit,
Une lueur d’espoir, pour vous et moi.”
Lui : « Le requiem peint l’étreinte de notre amour,
Dans les mélodies de la douleur, nous trouvons la grâce. »
Elle : ” Alors dansons au milieu de la douleur,
Notre amour, la lumière la plus brillante du requiem. »
Lui : « Dans ce requiem nos cœurs s’entrelacent,
À travers les épreuves de la vie, ta main dans la mienne. »
Elle : « Ensemble, nous affronterons ce que la douleur accumule,
Dans ce requiem d’amour nos âmes dormiront.”
[English]
IN SHADOWS DEEP
In shadows deep, the requiem unfurls,
Two lovers meet where sorrow whirls.
Their whispers blend with echoes’ toll,
In quiet lament, their hearts console.
He: “Each note, my love, a plea so clear,
For souls departed, we shed a tear.”
She: “In sorrow’s embrace, we find our plight,
But together, we’ll conquer the night.”
He: “With each verse sung, a longing sigh,
For souls adrift, we bid goodbye.”
She: “Yet in this darkness, love, we see,
A glimmer of hope, for you and me.”
He: “The requiem paints our love’s embrace,
In melodies of sorrow, we find grace.”
She: “So let us dance amidst the woe,
Our love, the requiem’s brightest glow.”
He: “In this requiem, our hearts entwine,
Through life’s trials, your hand in mine.”
She: “Together we’ll face what sorrows reap,
In this requiem of love, our souls shall sleep.”
:: 02.25.2024 ::
Upon the silent deck I stood,
No breeze to stir the air.
Beneath the heavens’ mirrored hood,
A restless soul laid bare.
I shut my eyes and whispered low,
To conjure gentle breath,
To fill my sails and bid them grow,
Across the sea’s wide breadth.
Soft whispers swirled, the glassy sea,
In waking dreams, I lay.
A lover’s voice, it called to me,
“Roll over,” did it say.
The name, a breeze within my ear,
Strange, yet clear as day.
“Mistral,” it spoke, drawing near,
In its wild, untamed way.
Though oft I held the helm with might,
I yielded to its charm.
It spun me ’round in endless night,
With naught but its sweet harm.
To mountains high, it promised flight,
Where beauty knows no end.
“Mistral,” it sang, a siren’s light,
My steadfast course to bend.
Through endless watches, I await,
That breeze to set me free.
To whisk me back, ere it’s too late,
To where my heart finds glee.
And on the waves, I breathe your name,
Across the empty span.
You’ve made of me a dreamer, tame,
In Mistral’s wild, sweet hand.
:: 02.24.2024 ::
Sometimes I forget
that I’m alive
in this vast universe
i strive to thrive
And within moments of doubt
I lose my way
But then I remember
to seize the day
My heart beats on
in rhythm and rhyme
guiding me through
this passage of time
I think, I feel
I embrace the unknown
In the ebb and flow
Of life’s grand cyclone
How wonderful life is
Within its complexity
Within pain and joy
Within perfect harmony
Amidst the chaos
I find my serenity
In the beauty of existence
In all its divinity
I converse with the greats
Picasso and Dickinson
Their words resonate
With wisdom within
In their art and verse
I find solace and truth
A reflection of my beliefs
In the journey of truth
For the world cannot show me
All that I perceive
In the depths of my soul
Where dreams interweave
So I wander and wonder
In this grand design
Embracing the mystery
Of this life of mine.
:: 02.24.2024 ::
there it once was
dreams with wings
once there was love
with joy then tears
eventually broken hearts
My wisdom whispered:
“life is beautifuL
with joy and pain
the aches of love
and despair”
So dance with the stars
and weep with the rain
for life’s sweet melody
plays both pleasure and pain
let your heart be a canvas
painted with hues of emotion
each stroke a memory
in life’s grand ocean
Embrace the chaos
in life’s swirling sea
for within the turbulence
lies profound beauty
— life.
:: 0.21.2024 ::
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