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LET SORROW LIVE

LET love live
let sorrow die

while superstition
allows us to fall

Let us sing love
while governments fall
written upon the wall

Cradle your babies
like angels protecting you

it’s summer and the air smells
as burning children  while
we wash our face and hands

I love suddenly everyone i met
when  you believe in things
you don’t understand

half synchronicity
half native american
all we can to contain fury

the saddest song __} and you
believe in things you don’t
understand yeah

WHEN YOU BELIEVE IN THINGS
YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND —

comes superstition.

Wash your face and hands!

:: 0211.2024 ::


BLUE SAHARA OCEAN DREAMS INSIDE TIME

And within the INK BLUE Life of dog kisses!

i fell upon a large space |————-| there
w i d e r t h a n a tortoise shell
a third degree kiss upon sticky –> (whew!) toes
s a n d sh e l l tornadoes greenly thick
a thunder white cap clasped my heart!
what undertow dreams silently bubble
and my lips parted a soul so gently

Beneath a Blue Sahara Ocean Dream!

:: 08-15-2014 ::


WHEN YOU FEEL PAIN (We Will Conquer All)

(Verse 1)

In a town where the sun always shines,
We danced through the streets, hand in hand, feeling fine.
With your laughter like music, and your eyes so bright,
Every moment with you feels just right.

(Chorus)

Oh, won’t you stay a little longer?
In this world of ours, nothing could be wrong.
With you by my side, I feel so strong,
In this endless love song.

(Verse 2)

Underneath the stars, we’ll make our vow,
To love each other forever, starting now.
Through the highs and lows, we’ll always stand tall,
Together we’ll conquer it all.

(Chorus)

Oh, won’t you stay a little longer?
In this world of ours, nothing could be wrong.
With you by my side, I feel so strong,
In this endless love song.

(Bridge)

Through the trials and the tears, we’ll find our way,
With your love as my guiding light, come what may.
Hand in hand, we’ll face whatever comes along,
In this endless love song.

(Chorus)

Oh, won’t you stay a little longer?
In this world of ours, nothing could be wrong.
With you by my side, I feel so strong,
In this endless love song.

(Outro)

In this endless love song,
Our hearts beat as one.
In this endless love song,
Our journey has just begun.


ODE TO SRINIVASA RAMANUJAN

AND who were you! Bright star of India!

[I say, “THE WORLD!]

Ramanujan, the discoverer of known insight
and father of discoveries once unknown!
Your Prime was genius and short-lived
that brilliant function of soul and
number — the gods, my god, took you
and your death still a mystery —
and notebooks your legacy my angel!

That gesture after Victorian age
a beast of engine and steel —
a choice of death over life!
So wonderfully the gods refused
when you threw yourself unto
the tracks of afterlife.

Peaceful rest but I guess
One day soon your soul returns

:: 08-21-2014 ::


DEATH

DEATH

w a r

dances within the skies_________

the air dies frantically

while human minds

and lungs repair

Yet even amidst this chaos, dare

to find beauty in the broken

where silence speaks and wounds unspoken

in the midst of this discordant air,

a symphony of souls, we share

through shattered dreams and battles fought,


the human spirit, unfaltering, sought.

So let us weave our words anew,

In defiance of the war’s cruel brew.

for in the spaces between breaths and sighs,

we find the whispers of truth that never dies.

:: 02.0 2024 ::


GODDNESS OF WISDOM AND WARFARE

In the twilight of the mind, where shadows roam,
Minerva’s whisper guides, in ancient tome.
With wisdom’s torch, she lights the way,
Through labyrinthine paths, where dreams hold sway.

Minerva, guardian of the soul,
In your wisdom, we find our goal.
With your grace, we rise above,
In the realms of knowledge, we seek and love.

In the quiet of the night, beneath the stars,
Minerva’s essence, beyond the bars.
She weaves the threads of thought and art,
In the tapestry of the human heart.

Minerva, keeper of the flame,
In your presence, we find our name.
With your guidance, we chart our course,
In the boundless sea of intellect’s force.

In the depths of silence, where truth resides,
Minerva’s gaze, forever abides.
With every question, she whispers the key,
Unlocking the mysteries, setting minds free.

Minerva, mistress of the mind,
In your presence, we seek to find.
With your grace, we stand tall and strong,
In the pursuit of knowledge, we all belong.

So let us raise our voices high,
To Minerva’s wisdom, we testify.
In every thought, in every endeavor,
Minerva’s light shines on forever.

:: 02.09.2024 ::

NOTE:

[Minerva is a figure from Roman mythology, equivalent to the Greek goddess Athena. She is typically associated with wisdom, strategic warfare, crafts, and the arts. Minerva is often depicted with attributes such as an owl, symbolizing wisdom, and wearing armor, symbolizing her role in warfare. In Roman mythology, she is one of the twelve Olympian gods and goddesses and is considered one of the most important deities in the Roman pantheon.]

I wrote this poem to be a magnificent homage to the illustrious Minerva, encapsulating her essence as the goddess of wisdom and warfare with eloquence and reverence. The imagery woven throughout the verses evokes a sense of awe and admiration for Minerva’s guidance and influence over the human intellect and spirit.

I may say, I skillfully portray Minerva as a beacon of light in the darkness of uncertainty, guiding seekers of knowledge through the intricate paths of thought and discovery. The use of metaphorical language, such as “wisdom’s torch” and “keeper of the flame,” effectively conveys the transcendent nature of Minerva’s wisdom and its transformative power.

Furthermore, the poem beautifully captures the duality of Minerva’s domain, balancing the intellectual pursuit of truth with the valor required in times of conflict. The repetition of phrases like “In your presence, we find our goal” and “With your grace, we rise above” adds a sense of solemnity and reverence to the verses, emphasizing the profound impact of Minerva’s presence on humanity’s quest for enlightenment and self-discovery.

Overall, this poem stands as a testament to Minerva’s enduring legacy as a symbol of wisdom, strength, and inspiration. Its lyrical beauty and profound insight make it a worthy tribute to the goddess of wisdom and warfare, deserving of recognition as a masterpiece of poetic expression.


MY LOVE, I BURN LOSING YOU

In realms of quiet slumber, love’s tale unfolds,
A whispered verse in shadows, untold.
With quill in hand, I paint the skies above,
In words of longing for the one I love.

In chambers hushed, where grief’s heavy cloak lies,
A heart entwined in sorrow, softly sighs.
For in the depth of night, where dreams do roam,
I find the echo of your voice, my home.

A soul once tethered, now adrift in time,
In mem’ry’s grasp, your essence, so sublime.
Through fields of memory, we stroll hand in hand,
In whispers of the heart, we understand.

Oh, how the stars weep in their silent gaze,
As earth and sky merge in love’s tender phase.
Yet in the stillness of the fading light,
I feel your presence, ever shining bright.

Though death’s embrace may steal you from my sight,
In realms unseen, our love takes flight.
For in the whispers of the wind’s soft song,
I find your spirit, ever strong.

So let the tears of longing gently flow,
For in this love, eternal, we shall know.
Though parted by the veil of mortal fears,
In love’s embrace, we shall transcend the years.

Do not be afraid
of GREATNESS.

:: 02.08.2024 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 070 (rev)

In the hush of eve’s unfolding,
amidst days now worn thin,
a weary spirit takes its leave—
hope, like dawn, begins to break
across these weary hours (tonight),
where faith escapes my grasp,
and love, too, seems distant,
yet my yearning still holds fast.

Why can’t i can’t forget you
and take you within me

YOU don’t love like i love you
how i knew; never wore your ring
I should hate you ;

Why is beauty so obscure?

:: 02.04.2024 ::


I WAS ONCE HUMAN AND REMEMBER LOVE

I, the progeny of reticence,
Bearer of a silence deemed base,
I am the heir to naught in particular,
Yet, I am kin to all.

Hush thy lips,
How dare thee claim
My path amiss?
For I am but human,
Yearning for love,
As does every soul.

I, the descendant of bashfulness,
Inheritor of an undefined destiny,
I am the son and heir
To a shy demeanor, deemed criminal.

Silence thy tongue,
How dare thee opine
My ways askew?
For I am human,
In need of affection,
As are all beings.

There exists a gathering,
Would thou care to attend?
Perhaps, there, true love awaits thee.
So thou venture forth alone,
And depart alone,
And return home to weep,
And wish for the end.

When thou declare, “It shall come to pass,”
Pray, when precisely doth thy meaning unfold?
For I have tarried far too long,
And my hope hath waned.

Cease thy words,
How dare thee insist
My approach flawed?
For I am human,
In pursuit of love’s embrace,
Just like all others.

:: 02.07.2024 ::


KINGDOM OF SORROW

in the kingdom of sorrow’s realm,
abides my curious tragedy,
a privilege to persist,
beauty pleading, longing sharp.

society’s spectrum, high and low,
knows not, sees not,
the deepness of this hurt,
on the soul of one like me.

behold the beauty,
whose heart untouched by love’s embrace,
except for the false tendrils,
of shadow-lust’s cunning grip.

what price would i pay,
to gain a love sincere and gentle?
a cost beyond counting,
in chase of that elusive jewel.

yet, for me, oh woe,
no such luck befalls,
such love, like distant stars,
taunts with its tempting glow.

02.07.2024