In the center of the Moon
exists life, removed from sight,
until dawns its evolution.
Within Earth's organic evolution,
what exists on Earth as on the Moon?
Imagine the surreal sight!
From abstractive sight,
what ontogenetic evolution
is emerging on the Moon?
The Moon has, in Earth's sight, an alien evolution.
It's not figuratively thinking but abstractive!
Avoiding over abstract.
The road is clear.
The eyes within their limits
See the appearances of things
& their expressions, figures.
An eye is a tool for seeing .
Like an eye, the brain is a tool for the mind
Who takes you to the door of the hidden treasure house
Never
Enter
That's its/his limit.
The turn is for the upper, super, heart
When you say I you meant!
No seeing nor thinking
Taste.
Feel.
Sense of taste abnormally
The words could not explain
Yet an abnormal taster knew what it is.
So not to speak of what words cannot hold.
It's not figuratively thinking but abstractive!
Avoiding over abstract.
The road is clear.
The eyes within their limits
See the appearances of things
& their expressions, figures.
An eye is a tool for seeing .
Like an eye, the brain is a tool for the mind
Who takes you to the door of the hidden treasure house
Never
Enter
That's its/his limit.
The turn is for the upper, super, heart
When you say I you meant!
No seeing nor thinking
Taste.
Feel.
Sense of taste abnormally
The words could not explain
Yet an abnormal taster knew what it is.
So not to speak of what words cannot hold.
Behold the sky a moon yonder with family tonight,
You and me sitting afar, with stir heart tonight,
Drifting air, warm breeze embrace and gone away,
And who’d be my crony, confederate, chum tonight,
You wasn’t fair creature of a hour,
Can’t I explain and elucidate the truth tonight,
Flower of Love and gabfest with you,
Is a piece of pleasure and calmness tonight,
If your shadow be in the smoke of cigarette,
Let I ignite this poor companion tonight,
Drowned in amativeness of your abstractive love,
Will anyone narrate resplendent beauty of my lass tonight,
But, your reflection now faded from cruel moon,
Where did I go, whom I see tonight?
Say, how I could be without you,
You’re not here but Love is here tonight,
And I Shahid sitting on the shore of hope, stucked in estuary,
Might I be triumphed or die off tonight.
M. Shahid H. Chouhdry ©
Jumble Sales
Arts littered to granite threshold,
Hungred fellow with trapezium limbs,
Foursquare abstractive cupboard head,
In a thought out state of presence,
Designer fingers crawling over pots and bowls
Of serpents swallowing man head first, into sack
stomachs,
Static snails speeding on a space of time,
And like promiscuous Picasso stroking the buttocks
Of Madame Desiree,
Bending to rinse her negligee
On the bank of Elysees.
open minded patchwork of dreams
one minded irritated hole screams
gliding feather won the thunder race of kings
whirling nostalgia the howling star links
raining abstractive tons of anima, it stings
pick up the phone and heart sings
drown struggle, breathe revolt, mass drinks
puke pride, taste flawless imperfection, too loving sane
...skied harmony, swimming sun
upside down where nothing falls
picnic in unbound space
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