Affinities Poems | Examples

Seek Shelter

My residence has never seen any demolition.
Nor had I to shelter under a place of obstruction.
It's my extirpated inner self that I'm fleeing from.
And seeking a refuge where faith is unshakably firm

Natural calamities have little to do with me.
But, human-induced disasters, herein I am not free.
I bear nature’s conditions and extreme temperatures.
But, unable to adjust to the moral trespassers.

I feel someone is offering spiritual shelter.
Till I find such a divine one, my heart is in swelter.
Black storm clouds that gather over the terrain of my mind
Should be delinked and all affinities should be aligned.

Though escape from realities, once in a while, might sooth
Could one evade kith and kin and avoid day-to-day truth?
Endorsing and enhancing humanitarianism
Could, here on earth, helm one towards libertarianism?

Yet, the ultimate shelter for all living entities
The Supreme Soul, who surpasses earthly identities
Unto Him is the tireless striving of my shield about
In his shelter, I'll rest free from every heart-hounding doubt.

The Curious Persistence of Contempt

Seasons change, love remains; my heart stays soft.
In marital bond, your touch soothes the hard.
Though less gentle fondness falls from your mouth.

Through gale storms and glee, I have held my mouth.
In the autumn of our lives, I need soft,
lambent serenades to supplant the hard.

Each cycle through time has made your bind less hard.
Weathering me brought you down to your knees, soft.
Still no affinities fall from your mouth.

My lover's mouth, blustery and hard, be soft.

Ideas

IDEAS
so
profound
  distinct
&
imposing
an idea 
  made visual
rendered
 specific
modern
&contemporary
extroverted
   spontaneous
yet
intense
&
 irregular

 encountered
immediately
 in
the unknown
yet
prolific
utopia
of
yesterday's
 visual
affinities

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand

Our Truth

What are we? you may ask,
While looking into the mirror of life
Reflecting all people having the same blood
Running into their similarly shaped bodies

What are we, if only for a difference in
Personality, name, mindset, affinities, and lifestyle
What are we, mere consciousness inhabiting bodies
We call human and thinking of ourselves
As being the apex of all lifeforms revolving along with 
A silent and unexplained world?

Well, we are the magic sparkles of the divine's breath
As it has been pushed into us,
So as to have us toil for a purpose
We are interconnected galaxies who have forgotten
How to raise up to that level of vibration
Which would allow us to communicate through telepathy
We are the mystery of thunderstorms as they roar
Through cloud hidden skies
We are slaves of our fates,
Spirits entranced to such an extent by the light of the mystical
That we only care to live up to our duties
So as to open our eyes someday,
To our truth!

For Contest Sans mind-body who are we 
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Written on 15th September 2022

Specific Moments

SPECIFIC MOMENTS

visual language
  inspiration
in
retrospective

 contemporary
dreams
of an alternative
future
 a moment 
of
reckoning
 flooded
 into
the eye
once  moribund
now
 captivated
 encountering
 the beauty
of refinement

 to establish
affinities 
between
the sensitive
& the
 non-comprehensive

a turning point
a  narrative
of the a romantic
constantly
renewed
 in
the mind

a battleground
& clashing 
of styles
 a sign 
of prescience
& genius

 an indicator
of dialogue
in rethought
figuration
of
the
absurd


NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand

Virtual Follow

calculate the count
on to a start Screen,
follower or a companion
you perceive what that means;

strange in this game  
life is generally sharp, 
to create a new association 
in the hidden world;

with original replies 
 Vision views theme 
 credits for the  solitude 
 In virtual affinities and reveries. 

Written: August 07, 2022

For Oscar On His 7th Birthday

Take joy in all childhood affinities 
  for they are the makings of you my son.
I am a witness to boyish sallies
  and, you child, its face to always gladden.
That in some small measure you become me 
  so your beginnings shine in countless ways,
and in my image mine own eyes do see
  a candle lit that brightens all my days.
So permit me my quatrains and couplings,
  forgive my rapture and quixotic state -
mine is the lexicon of beloved things
  and yours the idioms that resonate.
Now blow your candles and cut your iced cake
and close your eyes and all your wishes make.


            Written: March 2007

Whitewater

We shelter secrets, holding them close 
and encrypted. Hidden truths,
like submerged rocks that create 
snapping undercurrents and choppy, 
white-capped rapids for navigating affinities.

Naturally, Fatefully

Let affinities naturally be, ?
For loving others as they are, is the key.
Let romances fatefully occur, 
For with meaning, fondness is sure.

No Square One

She had a lump
In her throat
Voice choked
As if
Someone had
Drained her life
Out
He could feel
Her recent ordeal
Listening intently
Face turning crimson
Heart beating fast
As if
Someone had 
Drained his life
Out
So many similarities
So much love
Unlike yesterday night
With its
So many dissimilarities
So much ‘lust'
With he bent on
'I must'
Legal backing
Calling it 
Domestic rape
Naturally then
Affinities and likes
Pegged elsewhere
With comforting words
And all his care
The only bright spots
In her failed relationship
His only concern
‘Hope she realises it
And doesn’t make
The cardinal error
Of taking his
'So near, yet so far presence'
For granted
Thus, unwittingly failing
Another relationship
Because, after all,
True love is
A committed, silent progress
Not a game of chess
To be lost or won
Going back to square one

Affirmation of Adoration To the Almighty

Almighty God* I adore
Author of faith, approved by Your atonement
Accept my acknowledgment and admiration of Your anointing.

Awed by and adorned with Your advice
Abiding am I in Your avouching assurance 
Apprehended against abominations, arrayed with holiness’ attire.

Away from adversary’s affliction
Alertly, I advance toward Your accommodating arms 
Allowed to ascend to approach You, appeased with Your admonition.

Abhorring accusers’ affinities
Attentively, I avoid their artillery
Abstaining to adapt abusive attitudes, actually awful.
 
Awakened from arrogance 
Apprehended along my adversities’ anguish
Available am I to advertise heavenly affairs for hell-acquittal’s advantage. 

Attended to by Your amazing abundance
Appointed am I as ambassador of adoption with access to Your altar
Always assisted amiably to accomplish assignment around Alleluia-adventure.

*Revelation 1:8 I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.”

January 23, 2019
2nd place, "Alliteration - Old or New" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 9/2/2022.

Head Trip

Money name fame 
take it all 
and buy me peace 
save me from my fall 
I ran on easy street 
like a deranged man 
but when i looked back 
chilling winter wind palpitated my heart 
Some are born with silver spoon 
i arrived with a wounded fate 
and i ride success hill by a crazy train 
but this eclat will fade to black 
Sometimes i fall in love 
but everytime i endure pain 
yet i want to burn in this sweet flame 
like a sapless man in the rain. 
People love me, people hate me 
i do not care much 
once fell from you 
oh' tree , fruit is not yours. 
Where do i go now 
i have house but not a home 
my dream castle is falling 
and affinities are burning to coal 
Now i am sitting here 
with corrupt heart and rusted mind 
dark lord is devouring my soul 
i do not wish to live anymore. 
This worriment is not only mine 
masses are suffering 
dwelling in the land of commotion 
waiting for cessation, asking the solution. 
                           The answer is 
Life is beautiful, ocean is more blue 
trees are greener and beauties are true 
love is so real, so is harmony and peace 
you can feel it if heart is open and vision is not blur.

Villanelle: the Dilemma of the Non-Violent - 17

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 17

Real power lies not in the ranks of the parties
Nor in heads of governments parties elect
Puppet-strings in hands of secret societies

Those whose claws pierce guts through nationalities
The bankers investors owners who select
Real power lies not in the ranks of parties

But in hereditary lords ethnic cronies
Those who speak for gods with violent effect
Puppet-strings in hands of secret societies

Those who allegiance owe through club affinities
Across borders oceans or lands derelict
Real power lies not in the ranks of parties

In lodges temples private media companies
Bound by rituals rites oaths sworn dead secret
Puppet-strings in hands of secret societies

For whom even to write quote such verities
Clamour of rage pounces on the hapless poet
Real power lies not in the ranks of parties
Puppet-strings in the hands of secret societies

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2015

Copla 78 Invocation: This Bad Guy World

COPLA 78 INVOCATION: This Bad Guy World

Recruit killers from the cradle
“Touches pas à mon Dieu! S’il te plaît!”
Crazed Pavlov mice

Curious holy books lie idle
Bits and pieces froth in mouths lay:
Rest lice in rice

Even if faiths feed best within ethnies
Holy writs and laws best divide them:
Make each Other

Some faiths lay claim to affinities
Yet each other slaughter and condemn:
Curse their mother

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014

Pleasant Memories

As the scent of Gardenia wafts through the house, memories of years ago spring forth

.
Being a young girl visiting my aunt
Who was kind understanding gracious lady
My bedroom was adjacent to Gardenia plants
Oh! Pleasant eves scented air wafts heady

Delectable the scent ambrosial treat
How I desired a gardenia plant for me
Then I met the man who made life complete
Who brought me gardenia from his esprit

Years have passed,the house burned to the ground_gone
The gardenia went up in the hot flames
Nothing can take the memory_it lives on
Within my heart and deep within soul's frame

Each day my thoughts turn to sweet memories
Of aunt, you, and the scent of gardenia, affinities

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