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Darkness

Darkness 

Can one be capable of fruitless deeds
that separates light from Darkness?

Does this place we call Earth conforms from
Darkness?

Dishonesty,  Comforting,  Honesty, Virtuous .

Camouflaged not far away by Darkness blinded
By the light, concealed with secrecy and shame.

Feeling lost and disconnected,  How could you
Ever call your perspective your own?

Does Darkness have sounds? 

You can

Killick Dream Threads

For you, I carry heavy issues difficult to bear;
varied themes with bleary depths as carved by you.
You want me to dismiss all darkness you name light,
to secure your pride’s weight in my ocean of shame
and declare aloud your behooved truths are priceless.
There are no limits to all that you diminish
in me when holding me immobile

from darkness to light

for long i swam oceans fed by rivers of sin
my restless mind withheld no trespass on earth
each thought i hatched took root within my soul
and my deeds unveiled the hidden rot i sowed

my conscience died buried in the devils vineyard
i smoked beyond what my fragile lungs could bear
i drank each bottle that promised me forgetting
i

Walk Into The Light

Walk into the Light 
Beginning with the eye:
One like a needle has,
And pierce into your mind.

Enter the Source where 
Light produces Light:
Never returning to 
This Darkness left behind.

Walk into the Light.

The Day the Beast Lost

I woke each break with cast a shadow on my chest,
a nameless weight that stole my needed rest.
It spoke in lies I dared not try to fight,
and turned the morning darker than the night.

I laughed in rooms so no one saw the ache,
while every smile felt brittle, thin, and fake.
It fed on doubt, on all

Nature of The Beast

It stalks in silent corners of the mind.
A whisper, jagged, dark, and undefined.
Its claws creeps walls we dare not show,
eyes ecstatic where our hearts should glow.

It scoff on mistrust, on every hidden fear,
gnawing at the edges of what we hold dear,
A silent growl underneath the laughing sound.
A truth too fierce to face the day unbound.

Yet

Summer Sunrise Illusku

                                       Summer Sunrise Illusku
golden dawn in view		
divine light fills the sky~
darkness fades with a sigh.
			
  

leaning into the darkness of the night

leaning into the darkness of the night

into the stillness of the leaves, leaning, into
                                         

little light belittling the darkness

  little light belittling the darkness,
I kinda need her pecking on my neck,
and avoidance of war of the roses
I imagine her sweet brown eyes
ever so gently as this lazy lay
gives not the bad but the good cries
and there's no thorns in my crown,
push me over to my front side
as you sit upon my tummy
and

from darkness to light

aspects of the flame
seeded in a descending arc
have each been capsuled in cocoons
floating in perfect elliptical orbits
in the matrix of space-time

separation is illusionary 
being but an idea in the mind
that hypnotised by dancing shadows
dreams within dreams the cage
the flame of Self is veiled

by power of magnetism
ever pulsating in toroidal heart
all scattered energies therein converge
union gives

Planche de Chair Cuite

She was not invited

She was arranged

They never wanted Jasmine 
not the woman who brought basil-clean hands
and pomegranate soap 
who harmonized soliloquies into pastries 
while they offered only 
hinges rusted shut

She was not guest

She was garnish

Not Jasmine the flower 
but Jasmine the bulb 
strangled in its own clay
frost biting at the marrow 
buried beneath their polite

Hiku: shadows dance alone

as the s"u"n"l"i"g"h"t  d
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Oblivion’s Comfort

I wake to the desert, talking to the wind;
its voice is dry and muffled.
Sand cuts my skin as I walk;
nowhere feels like a place I belong to.

The seeming figs glow like a distant fire.
My feet are melting with every step I take.
I lose my balance when I stride;
I am surprised as the light darkens me.

Flames

The Haunting Gaze

Once upon a woeful early December night nigh,
Who am I, in this fateful time of scry’s reprise?
Over many a quaint reminisce of my ghostly past,
Suddenly, feel eyes piercing again, with no end.
I looked around, to no avail; my time has end.
 I turned and saw darkness cast.

As I went out in the dreary night, I

Darkness into Life

Hell's fury ignites the tormented winds of horrifying fire.
Earth's howls in pain, as its land degenerates into a nightmare.

Swirling red dust and sand tortured and tormented the fallen.
Blistering is the swirling ash and flame beckon into its calling.

Tornadic flames and ash forming a bird of fire, she screeches in pain.
Unfolding its magnificent wings of fire

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