minuscule ripples of thoughts
attentively present yet absent
contoured by softened senses
keep track of love’s bliss scent
the soul star chakra is vibrant
having superseded the crown
though in truth labels dissolve
when in lake of bliss we drown
magnetism enlivened stillness
as rapture that is here to stay
epitomises our state of being
in this body urn made of clay
ardent awareness animated
dances to vibrance of heart
inking the universe with bliss
as a vibrational work of art
CONTOURED FINALE
inexpressible
experiences
historically
synaesthethically
successively
simultaneous
juxtaposed
with
manifest
appealing
hesitant
accompaniment
of
exalted
pedestrian
abstract
fantastical
structures
coming-together
in
cyclical
significance
Floating in the amorous stellar sky
in mystique bejeweled night
you come enticed
to 'burn me with your love poison'
in my embellished dream where
I make a blazing bracelet of stars for you.
Our paired essence interweaves
with the calypso of night,
when the seductive song lyrics
of spangled longing the stars write.
The melodic stardust shimmers
with the cadence of my attuned heart,
composes a new music for my life
with the intonation of ecstasy.
The stellar meadow of the magical night
sparkles with crystal charisma of blooming stars,
designs harmonic dreams for my love to sing
to the symphony of silver stardust
in the garden of night.
In the vivacious vale contoured by your charm,
I get lost 'in the mists of your eyes,'
the fervent stardust of my craving
surges in a tender torrent,
making my love for you
a cascading stellar stream where I swim.
Pulled by your alluring magnetism,
my possessed passion sails
to the starlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves
the constellation lattice in my sky.
With its sequins I compose
a luring lyric for you I will recite
when 'I will find you beyond the stars.'
INTENDED INTEPRETATIONS-:-
essential
contoured
outlines
equally
simplified
in SIMILAR SHADES
appropriate
exaggerated
regulated
transfer
motifs
with IMPETUOUS
short-comings
discreetly
written
abstract
verbage
The dulcet night veneers my heart’s horizon with sparkles,
spreads the starlit tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with the luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face, I adore.
The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent diamonds of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
my heart feels your allure, in the ether of euphoria I float.
In the vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charm,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent stardust of my craving surges in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stellar stream, I swim.
Pulled by the current of your charismatic magnetism,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves the constellation lattice in my sky,
with its sequins I compose a lyric for you, written in the stars.
…
RECOGNISING ORIGINALITY
immediately
inaugurating
masterpieces
of
memory
&
shaped
undulating
lines
intertwined
pleasurable
in
traditional
contoured
interplay
of
rhythmic
delicacy
relinguishing
emulation
obliterating
rehearsed
interruptions
into
evolved
visual
technical
autonomous
exactitudes
implanted
in
permanent
expressions
I suddenly realize
that the torn wing
of a a yellow-tailed butterfly
breaks my heart.
It happens
every time I see one.
Stronger flying things heal
and survive the spring,
and hopefully, the fall.
Just maybe, the ever-relentless
Godfather: winter will stop
his monologuing.
I will move you to the
soft grass
where no one will crush
your delicate, dying beauty.
A life flew by
after I sat down
and saw you die.
There is balance, even in death,
and so much to admire
in the life and contoured colors
of today.
One hundred words isn’t enough
to celebrate a life, however little.
You are my fading beauty,
You are my dying queen.
I am on the stage with masked faces
who play conceited life drama.
Smiles contoured by practiced act,
camouflaged pretension
I see through fake charm,
veiled sham façade.
I dislike
shrouded
truth.
Let this illustration be
that failure
contoured me.
The dulcet dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with hues,
spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face, I adore.
The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent diamonds of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
my heart feels your allure, in the ether of euphoria I float.
In the vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charm,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent cloud of my craving melts in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stream, I swim.
Pulled by the current of your charismatic magnetism,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves the lattice of stars in my sky,
with their sequins you beautify my life to complete me.
fantasy
heightened
to
metaphor
contoured
in
rapture
imagination
consciousness
possessed
&
stimulated
with
the
inescapable
figments
montage
in
a
portfolio
of
under-lined
completeness
The sparkling dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with hues,
spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face, I adore.
The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent pearls of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
my heart feels your allure, in the ether of euphoria I float.
In vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charm,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent cloud of my craving melts in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stream, I swim.
Pulled by the current of your charismatic magnetism,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves the lattice of stars in my sky,
with their sequins you embellish my life to complete me.
Statues trapped in boundaries contoured by us,
witness seasons, day and night, dreaming desires,
just the way we drift through life, in deep stupor …
like dead men walking.
Dancing puppets, hypnotised, know not that they
have no life of their own, yet their ignorance
inhibits not vibrance of roles they enact …
reveries replay.
‘ Flowers fade and decay through wintry hours - waiting for rebirth.’
Quote by Constance
Evolution and Extinction
always running in Distinction.
Nature continues to form and decay,
then reforms day by day.
Nature is acting versatile.
Sometimes barren, sometimes fertile.
Diversity in Flora and Fauna
in contoured arena.
Mother Earth acting productive
Whimsical, also selective.
Blessings of Nature flow in opulence
and Energy immense.
Energy comes from Air, Water
and oblivious major is Solar.
Catastrophes appear to extinct species
saving Eco- crisis.
Cycle of birth and death continues.
Then rebirth follows to renew
the cycle ever and ever.
Nature acts clever.
There's room in my chair if you'd like to sit too
The space that is open is contoured to you
An afghan to cover us cozy and snug
Cuddled together, two bugs in a rug
There's room in my chair if you'd like to sit here
I won't bite, don't worry, have you no fear
But wait, just a moment, let's first set the stage
You get the lights, I'll get the shades
There's room in my chair, so much fun it will be
Nobody else babe, it's just you and me
What happens there probably here could not write
Let's remake the story though night after night
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