Destiny connected the unknown souls
At the time,with no plans and goals.
The depth of love was unknown
It grew with years,to others, unshown.
By and by,the emotions felt real
The match was perfect, the bond...ideal.
The feelings sparked,the same in two
Every moment lived together, was just so true.
The promises were real,just in place
The happy souls were there,each other to grace...
The commitment from both,although seemed real
The forever bond,still lacked the permanent seal.
Over the years,although together
The memories are there,just to treasure.
The eternal bond,is still a puzzle
One wonders,if ever,the fate will dazzle...
The darkness spreads with night fall
The objects in the far sky look so small.
The dark sky is lighted up with the moon
That's God's blessing and boon.
The moon dazzles bright,so high
It appears bigger than stars to eye.
The radiance of moon spread far and wide
The heart longs to take the sky ride.
The moons appears like a diamond, rich and rare
Yet,never fails,it's brightness to share.
The phases of moon is a wonderful journey
Though at first it seems tiny.
In the night sky,moon is a glory
With a silver light,like a luminescent corry.
my granddaughter is the prettiest kitten than ever was
her fur is gorgeous, her eyelashes a dream, full of fuzz
she will dazzle your eyes out, she is so pretty Grandma Cat would boast.
I thought she was exaggerating until I saw her; she was the utmost!
when sun is at peak
the sunflowers dazzle bright
giving eyes cool vibes
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When see the light of my flower,
My sweet blooming violet,
Beauty is it's only power,
The hero I have met
She is my only hope,
She is like a coir rope,
To pull me to her globe
Soothing as an owlet-
The dazzle of the violet
Satin darkness on silent flight
in blank concave cauldron in sight,
condensed onyx film of dense night,
floating in cosmic grandeur high,
shapes the lattice of seamless sky.
Silk tapestry spreads in space slow
from halcyon horizon’s glow,
fading away in deep hollow
where silver plasma glitters bright,
exuding deep celestial light.
Stars sprout one by one far away
where echoes of flush silence sway,
melodies the soul strings replay
in space concert of the supreme,
the symphony of sequined dream.
Eternal time’s facets glide
in ether of space inside,
where consciousness sparks reside
with glow of divinity
in field of infinity.
Through seamless emotive space,
the flashes of essence race,
braced by dazzling cosmic grace
in waves of verve sequins pure
of glowing heavenly lure…
arcane.
They aimed the lens where nothing burned,
where all was void, and stars unlearned,
a silence vast, to dark returned…
and yet within that hollow span,
the galaxies began.
From ash to bloom, the silence stirred,
a hidden hymn the void had heard,
then softly rose a shining word-
“Even the hollow learns to keep
the promises that sleep.”
The night held me in its hands,
faith a brittle leaf in wind.
Prayers were seeds scattered on stone.
Yet somewhere, roots found the dark
and a small dawn broke through.
The universe repeats this song:
that nothingness is never wrong,
the dark can hold what waits too long,
a spark, a soul, a breath, a name,
all rising from the same.
I watch the hidden corners of the dark,
I find the glow the dark has held
and what I feared was gone returns
the beauty born of blackest space,
the hush that hides its grace.
The eye perceives what it has strained.
The veiled remains, though truth is chained.
Look deeper still; what's there ingrained—
Darkness unveils a daydream.
Beyond what at first may seem.
The mind unveils what night conceals.
Through whispered cries the dark appeals.
Its secret inks on shadow steals —
A star-inscribed scroll unfolds,
What silence untold beholds.
The night unveils a secret scar.
A gleaming wound, a fallen star.
Its brilliance stark, from near and far—
Each sorrow leaves a new trace.
Each silence hides its disgrace.
The void cuts through the shadowed skies,
Its piercing gaze a sea of eyes.
It strips all veils, unmasks disguise—
Your net worth is stripped away,
Revealing what won't belay.
So squint your eyes to veil the light.
And turn away from shadows' blight,
Let darkness cloak the aching sight—
For truth is a jagged blade,
Its sharp cuts can't stop, be swayed.
Turn back to tales in star-strewn skies,
Where whispered myths breathe, live, and rise,
Then fade where veiled perception lies—
They shroud the bright cosmic blaze,
From bright light, no tongue can phrase.
ANESTHESIA DRIFT
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from sterile walls to cosmic, endless night
soul untethered, my body slipping out of sight
stars ignited darkness with their ancient light
released at last from gravity’s embrace,
beyond pale blue dot, another time and place.
and in that void, so vast and strangely deep,
where the universe its secrets it doth keep.
found a peace where weary spirits sleep.
no pain remained, no fear, no earthly care
and pinpricks bright, suspended in the air.
I swam in darkness, bathed in silver light,
distant suns, like diamonds, scattered bright
each twinkling spark, a universe in sight
I drifted then, a soul set free to roam
into the cosmic ocean, starlit dome.
constellations danced in cosmic grace,
pirouettes of wonder in this majestic place,
diamond points of light in an embrace
but deep within this velvet vacuity,
a pulse grew—luminous, soulful acuity.
among the diamond dust of ancient light,
sudden—sparks not grand, not bright
brought an expected, everlasting insight.
and from that void, a truth began to bloom:
that even dark can be in a radiant room.
cosmic duality
Sunlight tumbles
over an open window,
then swallow-dives
into a silver kitchen sink.
Fractals of reflected iridescence
dance over China plates.
A surface tension
between a faucet and a drop of water
creates a solar flare
within its liquid release.
I imagine a mighty splash,
picture an arching rainbow
cresting over high waves.
Buoyant beams
spill over the glinting rim
of a breakfast spoon.
a dazzle of zebras
bend to the water
mirror upon mirror
dazzle of zebras
moving through savannas~~
dazzling sight
pulchritudinous ingots chisel and shades
dazzle and illuminate umpteen reasons
poetry is like a swirling, susurrus-sibilant chimera
of innuendo arty souls, albeit vapid syntax
around serene scenery, orbs, and idealism
Is unction vital to adorn naked words with plumose wings?
whose views of contentment, vim, and happiness?
Inversely hamstringing people with arrows?
sighs of sorrow sound sowed soil
mothers, wailing and yelling out to unborn spirits
as our hearts crave affection
poetry provides its verisimilitude vacuum
do susurrus coruscating suborn scarlet spills?
deep within a stymie pirouette
the tortured sinews of a troubled mind are twisting
my life bill was still due till my final breath
I bequeath you my spirit as expressed in sonnets
I bequeath you my marrow, wrapped in iambic style
I bequeath you my mind, crafted with mispronunciation
sharing with those who owe me a xanthous soul
Em had said, “Hedrick is so gorgeous now, he will dazzle your eyes out”.
We met him at a posh restaurant; both his arms were covered with tattoos. He would have looked tough if I had not known him as a baby.
floral arrangement behind him softened him up too.
sun
blinks in
the morn sky
dazzling dull day
sharp shadows shiver
gloaming glides in
catwalking
crescent
moon
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