There is to be
an eclipse today --
a contrary moon
having its dark side
illuminated –
nothing with free will strong enough
to turn its back entirely on light –
America in shadows now
under veil of opposing contrasts
The sun, reflective candle
of near revelation, with mission
of source inextinguishable
like that burning bright
in the heart of all men, Power
All Mighty, lustrous center
of brilliance indwelling
unstoppable
Truth will conquer!
and love will once again heal
our nation
Trusting in God reaffirmed
indelible!
Thirst for quest unquenchable he thinks and ponders,
An inextinguishable fire blazing so bright;
Searching for truth, like a nomad, long he wanders,
Through lands and seas and hills, and mountains with no fright...!
Curiosity floods in like Monsoon Rivers,
Queries, like waves of Tsunami hit oceans, break;
Pining for facts, like the thunderous sky, quivers,
Relentless steadfastness curls like whirls in a lake...!
Physique and psyche blended within him he peeps,
Hope and trust, like the sun and moon, are his powers;
Like the sea in the full moon, lo, he gladly leaps,
Divine grace, over him, like soft drizzles, showers...!
Flow, O seeker, like streams, that are fresh and vibrant,
Finding never-ending truths and enlightenment…!!!
Diamonds & Pearls
my sisters are fifty shades of Black
dark & lovely
the epitome of black beauty
chocolate goddess
that's envied by many.
Daughter of nature,
but mother to the world,
Mother earth who kiss
is the kiss of life & love.
Hot & sweet temperature of the love
we make when meet.
A beautiful full Moon
unrefined w/ depths that's unparalleled,
mysterious eyes --color of love.
Peaceful is her aura beauty
is her nature, soul on fire
w/ an inextinguishable flame.
Blessed the worldwide w/ her presence present
since the beginning one of the two
essential ingredients for life:
Nubian princesses, Ethiopian Queens,
Ghana Goddesses all reign supreme
sister of thunder & mother to lightning
the fingers of the hand that created life.
Rich w/ compassion, kindness, love
happiness & joy. A beautiful
mahogany rose blooming a sweet
symphony. Diamonds & Pearls
flawed or scratched your value diminishes
Diamonds & Pearls
flaws & scratches illuminates
my sisters beauty & they're being
done a great injustice being compared
to Diamonds & Pearls.
Your beauty drew me to you like a magnet:
indulging in the pleasures of naked flesh,
our spirits reached unimaginable heights;
before we plummeted.
Your whispered sweet nothings once left me breathless,
fanning flames, I thought inextinguishable,
forging one heart out of two broken pieces;
until the feeling passed.
My heart was the kindling, and love was the spark
that ignited a fire fueled by desire;
transforming love into an exquisite heat,
whose embers quickly died.
inextinguishable
is your appetency
for what you suspire
you feed on this drug
to make life passable
but by the same line
that educes endurance
it will transport
inevitable death
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Long before I had reached the top
it was written that I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice;
as for my own guilty terrors,
all of them accompanied me on the road home.
I saw my future as a silent movie,
the most you can already hope from it, is some knowledge of yourself,
a crop (as a reward for sowing) of inextinguishable regrets,
and I made it a reality.
But, not only did I have the courage to live it
even I colored and painted it with the ability and sensitivity
of a landscape painter.
Her favorite dress is gathering dust,
while in my mind, I see her wearing it.
My tinder-heart was set afire by love's
inextinguishable, eternal flame.
She lingers in the shadows of the night;
and oft visits me, in my tear-filled dreams.
We had faced life's obstacles together
before she died, and I was left alone.
The sands of time cannot lessen my grief,
for her passing breaks my heart every day.
And I feel like a forgotten relic;
buried under memories of our past.
In time, I'll welcome the Angel of Death,
and once more, embrace the love of my life.
For the instant that life's flame sputters out,
our souls will once again merge into one.
S-ee the inextinguishable beacon,
A-s he shines with eternal fire;
B-eaming with full brightness,
R-adiance and maximum desire.
I-nextinguishable beacon
N-ever ever ceases to rise;
A-scending above the horizon, where ocean meets the skies
P-ouring rain has turned
I-nto warm and blue skyway;
N-ew dawn promises ray of light,
E-arly March fourth Sunday.
D-espite the storms and strife, your life braves any season;
A-s your faith is likened to an inextinguishable beacon.
Life is a journey-that is what our ancestors said,
The first step always filled with a big void,
The path filled with thorns,
With no pause button to rest.
The destination is future,
Unknown to many,
With different paths,
But still is the same journey.
The journey may be shorter,
Or it may be longer
The journey may be bitter,
To some, it might be honey,
Some may start on foot,
Others may go by plane,
Some won’t mind a train,
Other will take the bus,
Many will carry the luggage,
Others won’t mind leaving them behind,
To some may have nothing to carry,
But others will be proud to donate.
The journey may build the confidence,
To others, it might break their courage,
While some may become smarter,
Others will become worst.
Whether you like the journey,
Or you hate the journey,
It will always change who you are,
Because you can’t stop it.
As the journey finally ends,
The rewards will be reclaimed,
Will it be an everlasting peace?
Or will it be an inextinguishable pain?
I have never wanted to be more alone than I would today
How much more of humanity am I to bear?
The overwhelming sensation are beyond words to simply say
To the world... I truly no longer will care
Watching people doing what they do
Neither sympathize nor regard can I empathize
Clocking away hours of time never again to steal
I'm to discover a looming shadow darker than realize
I need to be alone... and not from humanity
I want a perfect isolation from my inextinguishable thoughts
I want to be alone... for the perfected insanity
If not for the real inescapable world am I but forever caught
Do you not tire... living amongst the living?
Are you not exhausted... playing dead amongst the surviving?
A life never retires... until you stop breathing
Hence the mind for the never end to be learning
I am alone now... finally for today
How much more of myself am I to bear?
I listen to myself with nothing more to say
I have the time now to no longer care...
In the wee hours of my awakening
You kept me from falling
You saved my life, though I'd tasted poison
You saw me drowning and sent hands to help me,
Thank You.
Thank You for seeing me safely through hurricanes
Thank You for sunshine and rain
Thank You for sending me aboard two helpful planes.
Though fire and ice were harsh,
Thank You for safety and warmth
Though mine eyes were clouded by fear,
Thank You for Your grace, endless as time so near
Though I sometimes forget how much You care,
You caused me to listen with my inner ear,
Thank You.
Thank You for giving me a second chance at life
Thank You for hearing my prayers day and night
Thank You for Your inextinguishable light.
Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.
*
(Revisited on my 65th B'day, Sept 6th)
Written 6/1/12
All passions and emotions combine into one synergy
country demands patriotism but our club? So much energy
celebrations and glory allow constant piracy
and a wonderful victory can never have its privacy
paying for tickets to enjoy a win is the basic
after the maximum points collected, comes next is the music.
Pitch soldiers fight with zeal so cosmic,
giving pure entertainment and fun really orgasmic
the mood in every rivalry comes with a cost,
defeat in a derby feels like holocaust.
Raising our emblems and banners for all to see
even when disgraced, the united pride will never flee.
Always kissing the badge, win or lose,
insult our integrity and heavily pay the dues.
Inextinguishable, I am a wonder
an awe-inspiring sun
streaking prisms of orange-yellow and red
across an expansive sky
fear not the transient darkness
rays light up your path and,
bathe you in torrid heat, my warmth,
align your heart soul with
my core, my burning furnace
gather power and strength
gulp mouthful of warm air
blowing off the vast ocean,
be trusting when I go down or
shifting and slipping behind clouds,
this is my caper, my own joie de vivre
mirages, illusions, so surreal, so sublime
is my promise, a vow
another day east, I will
rise and rise and shine again
Look at this poppy-seed bread:
Black stars in a white sky,
Outside, an aloe plant rustles in the wind,
As out of place as dead people whispering.
I am not planning to die, however
Will they write my autobiography,
Listening to Fall Out Boy's 'Centuries'
Remember me...
For small recollections
Of a day-time moon,
This hot-cross bun blazoned across a handful
Of wayward seasons.
And I am not making any promises,
But this side of having a cold, far out stars
Are inextinguishable.
Lord, when I am gone from here,
Will your seraphs take me in?
Will I see my departed once again,
As the wing'd spirits sing?
Lord, when the clock of life does stop,
What will become of me?
Will I become an angel,
Like my belov'd family?
Lord, though my faith should conquer fear,
It is a battle fought and lost,
For what mystery is there to find,
When finally I cross?
I have heard that there are gates of gold,
Inextinguishable light,
Impenetrable peace,
That will lay to rest our fright.
I have heard that cherubs play on clouds,
That their sweet voices ease our woes.
And, looking down upon the earth,
We can watch our cherished grow.
Lord, when I am gone from here,
Will your seraphs take me in?
Will the wing'd spirits sing to me?
Is there even such a thing?
Lord, when the clock of life does stop,
What will become of me?
Will I become an angel,
Or is nothing all I'll be?
Lord, when I am gone from here,
And the people I love stay,
Please, let me take my memories,
Even though I am gone away.
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