I carry this reminder everyday like a quiet shield inside me,
Shivanee,on days when the world feels louder than my own voice.
Of that fact I am alive, I am sure,even when my thoughts try to make me doubt my own standing in the world.
I wake up and move through expectations, comparisons, unseen pressures,
and sometimes I forget that none of it defines who I am becoming.
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent"
and still I learn gently, slowly where I have been giving mines away.
There are moments I shrink without noticing,
letting the voices, memories, or silence decide my worth.
But then something in me pauses…
like breath returning after holding it for so long.
And I remember I am not what is said about me,
nor what I fear I am becoming.
I am simply here,learning to stand inside myself again,
without apology,without shrinking or validation from anyone,
those who claim to understand
and then turn their back on where they stood
sending auxiliaries under the guise of liberation,
only after supplying the shackles of our own making
they chant of peace-making and lawfulness,
only to drown out the cries of the weary
introducing inconceivable fallacies as gospel into the minds of the masses
wielding ignorance sharpening it until it blooms into hatred
offering remedies to manufactured illnesses,
a corruption to the general mind
a mind that has long since merged into one
we stand in harmony, devoid of unity, tuning into the frequency of their desire
birthing thoughts of incest,
children of big big brother
marching blindly into a battlefield of the deaf
what we ignore may not be what we accept,
but what we condone
Wilful wounding
by shrouded diktat
caging vision
in scarlet pangs.
Numb to lamentation
silver and gold chink.
Amid the rustle
of lamé gowns
silence is nailed
secure.
Our Lives Now Entwined Through Mutual Consent
Our lives now entwined through mutual consent
As we agree to face the tests life presents,
Expressed in exchanged vows of matrimony
With wedding rings glistening on our fingers.
In front of kin and friends under umbrellas
(Who bear witness while memories develop),
As audacious thoughts waylay in truth exposed,
When promissory words by us are spoken,
“Before God, we profess our belief in faith,
To love, cherish, and honour one another.”
Then embrace each other with feelings conveyed
And seal with a kiss our future together.
Sanctifying our bond in marital union
Beyond an objector’s inapt interruption.
music to kids ears
Pete carried on with his flute
without parental consent
his larynx engaged
as his footprints leave their clues
there would be scars over soot
townsfolk grab pitchforks
multilingual torches mad
with fear and grief chase down thief
find kids in a trance
listening to final dirge
and piper’s mocking laughter
parent takes the flute
second silence in forest
breaks the jester’s tool in half
Peter Piper’s dust to dust
Those soft tendrils of skin grazing my being
Taking in my form whole
Accepting me as I was
Using me as I was
When did love turn to deceit and lies
When did my body turn into a medium of use
I'm nothing but my body, my parts, my abilities
That's all you ever wanted from me, wasn't it?
You felt me, but you didn't see me.
Now I lay in bed every night
Feeling the pound of you inside and out
A rhythmic motion, nonconsensual, debilitating
I'm frozen in time, pinned to a bed with no escape
My bed, your bed, Lake Arrowhead
It's all the same, as my no's and pleads fall apart
My consent never mattered, did it?
Coercion is a funny thing
Gaslighting of the self
"Is this what love is?" my 16 year old self asks.
"No, kiddo, not even close" my current self replies.
what God may have meant
will always need my consent
give up things for Lent
(Mitre Box)
we would search and search
for place where new priest can perch
God gave us a church
when born must behave
to ride God gave me great wave
my soul He will save
what God revealed
Pele great on soccer field
to all had appealed
records must compile
of guilty at end of trial
God gave me each file
what God may have meant
will always need His consent
for money we spent
(for gifts which we sent
give up things for Lent
understand intent
say prayers in a tent
when rules have been bent
spend down to last cent
when you live in Kent (Washington)
to give you a hint
when you will repent
safe trip on us sent
be well and content
have good time frequent
go to an event
our (character) (records will) vent
to be His agent
when I start to squint
from sinning prevent
when with Him we went
from clothes collect lint
what I have to say
would like one more day to play
here with my friends stay
let them hear my voice
with God will want to rejoice
make a great noise
my life came and went
God would give me his consent
rest of life with Him spent
Life should not be alone
One can't isolate oneself
Sometimes
One needs company
One needs guidance
One needs opinion and advice
One needs consent and complement
Sometimes
One needs to face the world
One needs protection
One has to refer to the Almighty for help
Life should not be alone
But full of love, affection, friendship
Faith and belief
profound peace ~ consensual, continual, selfless living
A world that can't do without your consent
A world of sales promotion
A display of shopping conveniences and benefits
To win your hearts
To win your consent
The miserable man has cracked his head
To win some of the stonefly hearts
To make some benefits
In a world of great competitions
Like cheap sale,special offer,special discount,buy one free one,free try,free samples,free gifts,birthday specials,a longer guarantee period,a good after purchase service......
It's really a splendid offer
If without any tricks,hidden secrets or scandals
Love grants consent to warm embrace
Feel it’s tender appeal
Touch of innocence, divine grace
Love alone is real
Our innate aliveness
Entwines us with oneness
Pulse of God consciousness
Heart’s pure intent
Love grants consent
06-February-2022
Quietus
Truth be told, there is
no Free outside of
Freedom: All else
are compounds, or
Artificial Contructs –
The only Freedom
in government, is that
which we agree to
giveaway....
Grant love consent to have it’s way
Life journey then easy
Let not fears and desires hold sway
Making us feel queasy
Like a child, pure at heart
All souls one, none apart
Simply add joy to cart
For soul ascent
Grant love consent
25-September-2021
Quietus
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