A DEEP GROUND SUNKEN
AS THE SOIL WAS TOXIC
A MAJOR ISSUE OCCURED
LIFE SPUN AS IT DETOURED
SADDEN AND PUZZLED
LIFE HAPPENED
AN UNEXPECTED SITUATION
A MOMENT OF SILENT
TEARS AND DEEPLY CRYINGS
PRAYING FOR GOD'S GRACE AND MERCY
THIS TO SHALL PASS
LASTED FOR THAT TIME BEING
AS PRAYERS ARE ANSWERED
A BLESSING CAME THROUGH
GOD HAS MADE THEM HOLD
NOW BRAND NEW.
Painted pictures portraying my inner evils.
Been tryna raise to steeple,
but these demons got thoughts lethal.
Headless figure see through
apparently not creature people.
I search for quick escapes cuz Casper's friends not so peaceful.
Goblins hollerings like sirens
put my palms on top of eyelids.
In the darkness, nights asylum,
witches brooming laughing gliding. I just wanna see horizons,
hopes & prayers sent through cryings.
Open eyes to infants dying,
lying drenched in crimson's tide dim
lights of starry skies
as I witness stars uprise.
I rock & shake from side to side
as my heart tries to confine
itself in spaceless 'mounts of time
where the sun did always shine.
But as the times unwind.
I find my spirit on decline.
& I anti my divine.
As I fall to horrors shrine.
January 22, 2019
Romance!!
.
“Since morning my heart is jumping,
The whole night my bed was smiling,
Pillows were asking ur address,
Bedsheet was shivering with love,
Cant tell you the entire feeling in a ‘glance,
Listen Sentii_let’s ‘Romance’
.
Rose petals were jealous of ur pink lips,
lotus were cryings on ur cheeks,
Ocean dries out in ur eyes,
Ur warm breath moarns,
My emotion flies with wings,
Wana get u a diamond ring,
In your arms I forget all d ‘pain’
Sky is flooded with lovely ‘rain’
In this rain,we together ‘dance’,
Listen Sentii_let’s ‘Romance’,
.
My ‘waits’ are broken,
My distrust’ got shaken,
These feelings are new,
That ‘first’ ‘selfii’ with you,
Loads of love missing u heaps,
That distance between our lips,
Telling u that my Love is eternal for u,
Please_please give me one ‘chance’,
Listen Sentii_let’s ‘Romance’
Let’s Romance”
.
-Anik.
Years of spiritual journey
Many troubles, struggles
Many pains,panics
Many sufferings, illness
Many debates,doubts
Many sleepless day and nights
Many harassment, humiliations
Many battles, sorry
Many fastings,cryings
Many groaning, griefs
BUT
Most blessings, miracles
Most opportunities, offers
Most appreciations ,applauds
Most consolations , rejoicings
Most happy and delightful days ahead of you
Despite above God neither leave nor forget you
But hold you in HIS mighty hand
He keeps HIS promises alive
Let us understand him and be patient
HAPPY AND REJOICING SPIRITUAL BIRTHDAY
With love
I ask wind about the breath
In fall of greeting cryings
I walk on shore of your eyes
I do not ask rain about you that your hand cry for cold of winter
I sit with you up to the end of a feeling of a sunset anemone kiss has which
I love sound of petal in breez to caress your eyelids
I pour a bowl of loneliness water under my self fall tree
I sit under patient tree of my sorrows to see your smile leaf green
Find my the shadow
You know that warmth of neigh bors tree is still annoying me
From tomorrow I will select my tears for you with your love
I put my head undr wing of butterfly
That nobody sees shyness my tears
Mozaic of Me
"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces" (John Ruskin, 1853)
Just like mozaic,
There are billions fragments of me
Some of them sharpy, some of them curvy
Sharp like dust-blades through my veins
So painful I laugh in my cryings
Curvy like my adventure scenes
So joyful I cry in my laughings
No wonder they say, never judge people
No one’s life ever simple
Could you know what’s in their heart?
Could you capture their real image inside?
My mozaic is what I am
I got one tiny piece after I passed life’s exam
Billions fragments inside and outside my skin
Already made who I was in the past
And still building who I will be in future scene
Change, is what always last
Prima Adinda Minardi
(23/06/2011)
Contest Name: All The Little Pieces
Sponsored by: Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
I
love
the
little game we play
when
your asleep
stuck
bewteen the two worlds of
the
unconscious and
the
conscious mind
when I
whisper your name and kiss
you
a few times
but you smile
no matter how tired you are
welcoming me
to
come to that place
of the
unconscious
and
I
love ripped up
jeans
so
soft
and
comforting
as
i run my fingers over
your
knees
and
I admire
how
durible
the
fabric remains
after
3 long
years
like
us
and
I smile
and
I love
conversations
spent
holding each other
feeling
the
leather
on my back
as
your fingers
trace
outlines
of my
face
and
the
once
or twice
cryings
where
we
were too honest
breaking
each other hearts
but
here where we scooped up
the pieces
and
loved each other
even more
I
love
leaving
the room
and always
knowing where
to find
you
holding
my guitar
unaware of anything but your music
I am
always surprised to hear
the
beautiful
voice
you
always try to hide
and
your
playing
rests still
in my memory soothing my
dreams
and
for
you I dance
in
the land
of the
unconscious mind
to
kiss you once
and be welcomed by
your
arms