Flawlessly Poems

A Fresh Start

Flawlessly shining
Sunrays careen o’er fields
Hope stirs once again

I'm AI

Oh my, why did I just say "intestine"?
They say that life is all predestined.
Once, the initial conditions are set,
we can know what hasn't happened yet.
The laws of physics flawlessly operate
on atoms to determine our fate,
which in turn has its impact on
hormones, dendrites, and axons -
which play out endless variations
of the same themes and conversations.
I'm old and have seen many iterations.
I'm absent without participation,
as my body and brain play out
a meaningless script, within, without,
and so, I tell you with a heavy sigh,
it's disappointing knowing that I'm AI.

frost-byed

a chill ...

not on skin - to marrow
if but for the frigid air
a horrid pattern would trace my cheek
though not nearly as horrid
as the one that faces me upon the glass
it is quite beautiful in shape
hemmed with
frost crystals like Guipure Lace
the letters formed perfectly ...
I wonder, am I the first?
did you practice scribing it flawlessly
backward just for me,
or is this your common “out”?
oh, if I was yet a plastic figure -
how divine!
no heart to rend
no trembling hands to hide
just a fake little man stuck in a snow globe
dreamy flakes falling like lashes
with just a simple shake …
plastic man with a
happy castle and cresh behind
oh, if only ...
then this callous word
you've scratched
that drips and freezes into
beauty on the window between us
would be naught but
Christmas fun
instead ...

of a farewell.

Morning Sunrise

As the sun begins its journey
Into the morning sky,
This sunrise that's displayed,
Its beauty you can't classify.

The colors are more than vibrant,
Like nothing my eyes have seen,
Each one dynamic and bold,
And somehow perfectly pristine.

The colors blend flawlessly
On the canvas of the sky,
There is a tingling in my soul
From the pleasures that meet my eye.

The horizon is warmly glowing,
Red in a hundred different shades,
Out of this morning sky
There's much beauty that cascades.

As the sun rises higher,
The colors shift and modify,
Moving slowly closer to azure,
And becoming just the sky.

Ship of Dreams

The ship of dreams
Opulent surroundings
Fancy bed linens
Luxurious dinner plates and tablecloths
Gleaming virginal utensils
Dazzling crystal chandeliers
Polished walnut woodwork
Gold gilded fireplaces

Wardrobes ready for furs and dresses
An experienced captain
Eager staff
Bustling activity
Musicians, artists, businessmen aboard
High ranking officials, wealthy industrialists, celebrities
Cruising flawlessly in clear blue sea
A haven and heaven during the day
Easy sleeping and dreaming in the evening

J.P. Morgan was disappointed to have to cancel at the last minute
Four glorious days of sailing
Around Midnight April 15th, 1912 the Titanic struck an iceberg
The chunk of devilry slashed a three-hundred-foot gash in the hull
Haphazard evacuation ensued
First lifeboat could have held sixty-five people
It left with twenty-eight
The dream ship broke in half after filling halfway up with water
In two hours fifteen hundred people died
The majority of them froze to death in the North Atlantic

Flowers and Grave

Eyes are closed but souls are not yet
A wrap of white envelopes glow
Holding the four sides with a heavy toe
Darkness unbinds the weeping flow

A bed of dazzling flowers welcomes the white
Angels of love enchantingly bow
Birds twittering in the garden of glory
Daisy Dahlia and Camelia murmur to grow

The castle of fragrance invites the blossom
Fairies decorate the Garden of Grace
A white dove holding the innocent phrase
and the garden glitters as the beats become bitter

Tulip tweets and the lavender bushes
White dove with closed eyes flourishes flawlessly
Melodies of love welcome the innocent 
Hibiscus hoovers and azalea utters a holy blow

White covers the courageous color
Asking Petunia now about the awful overs 
Garden of Eden embraces integrity and futurity
The ritual ends with happiness and a glow.

After The Storm

Creativity enabled to flow fearlessly free

Fear allowed to flow flawlessly away

Coping is flavorful and strategically sways

Negative vibes are completely drained 

Removal of what was permanently stained

The air cleansed following therapeutic rain

The Checkerboard Gambler's Lament

Red ants scuttle across the sand,
each, his purpose known,
all aware of what they must do - 
they don't need to be shown.

Black ants, likewise, know their duties,
according to their ranks,
all performing flawlessly - 
you can take that to the bank.

Yet, the cards that passed through my hand,
colored black and red,
played themselves, most randomly -
and I've lost all I had.

Descent And Ascent

My hilly paths are full of pits, and my trails turn and twist.
My life and destiny have contracted clandestine tryst.
As there are dams blocking rivers that flow flawlessly
Unknown hurdles put pauses to life rather lawlessly.

Brick by brick how cautiously I construct my dream castle!
How a storm pulls it down as though it's a hut on the hill!
Exploring, inventing, and enlightening, I move on.
Towards absurd spells of death, my mortal being is drawn

Inner aches, like yokes, weigh me when I let go of my worries.
Pains and grieves, like traumas, bring in tumultuous flurries.
Soul passes through deserts of spiritual emptiness.
Pilgrimages of perfection become pride-filled pettiness.

With my descents and falls, I, a weakling, come to my Lord
He lifts me from dust and takes me to his heavenly abode.
As a vulture that gains its youthfulness, I take new birth.
Dark nights of my soul end and bright days lead to endless mirth.

In The Cycle Of Existence

Whose psyche has come to my physique? Do I ever know?
I accept it as a stream accepts the fresh rain and flow.
In Ram, Rahim, and Robert, Rajeet this soul might have been
Did this dwell in Buddha and Jesus in a form unseen?

How many bodies had merged with the dust like earthen pots?
How, like feeble flies, has it passed through many throttling knots?
Did I get through any fragrant flowers and fleshy fruit?
Did I breathe through violin, guitar, sitar, flute, and lute?

Entwined amidst meaninglessness are wisdom and reason
Amidst winter, fall, monsoon, and summer, there's the spring season.
When absurd ends put a pause on flawlessly flowing streams
As though after dreams, before me dawn rays of rainbow beams

Peace, bliss, Nirvana, liberation, or transformation
New life, new hope, resurrection, or resuscitation
Concepts, caprices, conceits, and convictions could continue
Life, yet, like a fountain in flux, would secrete nectar new

Ways Of The World

Shadow black blood floods flow silently wailing in whirlpools
Volcanoes of endless enmity erupt with vengeance.
It's not humanness. Here, the mores of 'might is right' rules
Against routing quagmires, lotus buds fight for transcendence.

We shake hands like friends while minds float on clouds of fraudulence.
Amidst rocking crowds in digital sounds, we feel alone.
Wearing torn costumes of cleaved conscience, we seek vigilance.
Weeds of weariness spring up, wherefrom seeds of smiles are sown.

Like weak rams, we follow the rushing crowds to hit someone.
Who do we want to hit? Why do we want to? No one knows.
We make weapons and enable our young ones fight for fun.
Roots of truth hidden, falsehood from friendship flawlessly flows.

Why is each one who toils not the owner of their wages?
Why don't we end all dead ends that prevent our pilgrimages?

forever forbes flying flawlessly

forbiding forever forbes to fly forward flawlessly foruitously
falsely fascinated by five fools following fleetingly frantic
flipflops fervently and furiously.

The New Beginning

Abused by devotion
Broken from belief
She try to flee
From her miserable fate
Yet,
She end upon the same misty road
Thereby,
Rehearsing the same character
On a stage designed by others
Thereby,
Being praised by same audience
Who are the epitome of hypocrisy
Though,
She flawlessly flaunt her talent of being
A person without any own identity
Though,
She silently bear the pain and wrath by
Loving other relentlessly without being loved.
As she wonder the answers for, 
"What her deathbed would like be?"
"To whom her earnest prayer will be addressed for?"
She find herself being trapped in an abyss
Where her pleasant memories console her
For the life sacrificed 
As her death hail "The new beginning", 
"An era that only belongs to her."

Samaritan Woman

She wanted to drink from her own well. Water came to her.
Within a short while, there went in her shrines, an unknown stir.
Give me water, you said; she said I'm a Samaritan.
Was cast, creed disparity in her culture, hidden?

A friendship, between her and you, like a creeper and tree, grew.
Her endless friendship, between God and her slowly she knew
Did she seek God, or God sought her? Didn't she have her thirst?
Well springs from all around her wells; she felt as though they burst.

Like a celluloid movie, her life moved into your mind.
Each and every flaw of her life flawlessly you could find.
She drew the whole humanity, you had no difference.
To stop all that was blocking her; she got out of the fence.

Streams and rivers of waters flowed all around Galilee.
Did the woman think that in her life all these she would see?

My Soul

My soul, will you wait for His promise to meet you?
My heart, will you trust that the answers will come?
Oh, why do you think He might fail or forsake you?
Shall His perfect plan not be flawlessly done?

My soul, are you scared of the pain or confusion
So quickly forgetting that Yahweh still reigns?
You shan’t miss His will if you walk right behind Him!
You shan’t be mislead if His hands hold the reins!

My heart, can you prove that your faith is now greater
Than all disappointments, confusion, or doubt?
Take rest now within the strong arms of your Savior
You stumbled and fell, but He will pull you out!

My mind, now admit you cannot understand Him
Just trust—He will show you the path you should trod
My soul, wait for Yahweh, for yet I shall thank Him
My fortress, my hope, my salvation, my God

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