Your frivolous smiles greet the night jasmin
Moonlit sky plays the heart flute
The darkness writes bright verse
© Mahtab Bangalee
18 October, 2023
Chattogram
a planetary alignment
parallel worlds
When soul with soul
understand each other,
the bodies simply and
naturally merge...
sealed cave oddity
settle to ascend the throne
look for conjunction
Conjunction..
Some say
We are witnessing a conjunction
Named the Christmas Star..
Yet vast separation remains as
Precision eyes report:
Jupiter and Saturn seem to
Stand alone..but let us consider
Conjunction as a message
From the Star..YOU found a Shift:
Conjunction posing as separation...
Energy changing and connecting
as the Winter Solstice thinned the collective
The earth is one with all who is projecting
with remnants of the solar eclipse reflective
traveling into the age of Aquarius
a beginning moment in the horizon
shifting from Capricorn tonight gregarious
the Christmas star I saw did brighten
clouds did not hinder my observation
though other stars were hidden
a miracle no doubt opened for admiration
as they touched that which isn't forbidden
leaning on gravity while the moon orbits in the First Quarter
meeting in the middle
making way for paths to cross as a transporter
a portal for to twittle
a collaboration of the planets to come bearing
gifts not spent to break the formation
a sign for all who believe in sharing
this marvelous exhibition of incarnation
In the late twilight,
when the last bird call is fading.
When the last rodent scuttles
to it's nest.
When the last spider
has crawled into it's crevice.
When the pointed reflections
of reed grass blades,
are moon shone silvery.
And appear as
hung polished swords,
under the inky
surface of the still
chilling pond.
And the flickering space station
slides beneath Venus,
in the dusty blue velvet sky.
I wonder what brought us together?
And I wonder why?
A petrified conjunction(?)
what a strange day...
for a martyr of missing time
born in the urn grove
among the burning embers
born on the wrong side of the tracks
what a strange day...
for an unknown hero
living in his restless chamber
his head like an ice-breaker
his uniform of ivory tears
what a strange day...
for a night in a boiler room
mais la nuit est mon amie
so let's talk about the lousy
plane crash avalanche
what a strange day...
for this nightmare paradise
la princesse est très curieuse
and her calculated motifs
like a transcription factor
what a strange day...
for this residue of a pattern
rarely essential by your knowledge
beyond the nucleotide sacrifice
of all the negated literals
there's nothing to think about
– let's eliminate the principle!
inside an empty hillside manor
of the cosmos Demiurge
in the name of all rhetoric solutions
Gigant Jupiter
And majestic crescent moon
In a conjunction
Offers a stellar union
Enchanting with alluring
3-21-2016
this can not be
you must not come together
align
straight line of other wise
She said
and I concur
and how
how could he hold her
when stoopdom stands in que for her
and does not suspect
that He was listening
hearing her
softly speaking evensongs
on the seat beside
almost sleeping
driving home
IN CONJUNCTION
If ifs and ands were pots and pans - silly notions,
It would be difficult to cook eggs
And soup would spill over your legs.
Thank God ifs and ands are conjunctions.
Running backwards,
Her fleetfooted messenger
Approaches his lady, Beauty
Bearing secrets.
Of a sudden,
Darkness falls upon them
And they shine together
Profound, mysterious
Before all the court.
And all the more so,
As the secrets in their silences
Yet hang between them,
Awaiting revelations
Born to usher in an Age.
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