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Latent tendencies

vasanas or tendencies cage our soul
being the instincts to which we are bound
whence in stupor thus, our heart not feel whole
yet through consciousness correction, joy’s found

holding still focus in the vibrant void
witnessing the ebb and flow of urges
we’re then not by our impulses decoyed,
since light of true Self within heart surges

watchful awareness, breath by breath maintained
slowly brings about a consciousness shift
that we be from ego cravings unchained 
reclaiming soul’s light, no longer adrift

there are no shortcuts; there’s work to be done
if we truly seek with God to be one

To kindle love latent within

You have no time, time’s not with us,  
Back still, let love be brought with us.

Let no time rob our love in life,
Nor spill over love’s pot with us. 

Forgotten we have naught with time,
Nor has ill time still caught with us.

Let’s give it a go, make it work,
Let’s find that missing dot with us,

And kindle love latent within,
Seek what was long unsought in us.
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Ghazal |01.04.2024|love

Latent Lattice

Penultimate misty mile
resonates pined
sunset swan song
of forlorn footprints
transformed to
flattened anonymity. 

In the shadow of 
cleaved cloud
in swarming storm
turmoil threads
weave ordained
webbed horizon
languished obscurity,

Convolute canvas of
chameleon conversion
deception illumines  
the last corner
patina plays
beguiled buoyant
with the remnant rays
of sanguinity.

In the final flash
of the sinking sun
latent lattice 
fabricates in delusion
unframed dreams
of petrified life
in kaleidoscopic snapshot.

A Latent Poison

Hate is a latent poison
That slays without hesitation 
It is a steely prison 
That halts the shining of one's dawn 

It is an iron shackle 
That dims one's hope for miracle 
Should you hate until your doom 
Then your fate won't come to bloom

*When you hate, especially for long or without sufficient reason, it is not the one that you hate that suffers but you*

September 9, 2022

Latent Ethics

Eager Earthly Ears,
Earth's Endless Elegance Ends
Everytime Ethics Edge!

Latent Heat

Latent heat’s invisible,
with potency tangible,
feeling caterpillar’s sigh,
dreaming of a butterfly.

Plateaus before peaks a test,
to check if in trust we rest,
knowing that in timeless time,
we’ll imbibe bliss throbs sublime.

16-May-2022

Latent Grace

a brief life
  but intense
inflections
dissolved to show
softly
   falling rain
prodigious
blossom
   in spring
  tones of green

fine colouring
continuous
transparent
   aglow
gradual shapes
 in
  latent grace?


THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived

Latent Heat

Latent heat, shifts invisible
As water becomes steam
Witness hermit, God’s miracle 
By melding with the stream

Soul grows, as of seeds sown
Bliss in-pours, on its own
Feel it now, all home grown

We’re upbeat
Latent heat

20-October-2021
Quietus

Latent Destiny

10/14/21

Everything follows you home, 
Your skin is denying,
The usual monochrome, 
For grip marks applying,
The shell of your catacomb. 

Parts are tempted to find out, 
The severity of,
Anything I’m forced to doubt,
For the sake of our love,
Entwined in roots yet to sprout. 

Gesture or reason won’t sway, 
Expel every sentence,
Justifications convey, 
Your pleas for repentance,
In the complete wrong way. 

You’re useless as a disgrace,
And cliché as lovers, 
I don’t need to see a trace, 
Your dress barely covers, 
Areas that aren’t my place. 

This betrayal severs my spine,
My newfound awareness,
Lowers me down from your vine, 
And into the bareness, 
Of a concrete chalk outline. 

Quintain (Sicilian) - Emile Pinet

Latent Black Payback

Losses not consolidated leave contributor raw
Arrears rip pages of rational compassionate law
Turblent thoughts toss turn to channel retaliation 
Embittered brain rubs static into smooth radio station
Nocturnal curtain eternal drawn over forgiving stance
Tortured cortex tar drips coal smudge repugnance 


Behind lids of eyes fingertips pressing upon
Lacking exposure conjures warped projection 
Attonement can't be granted during darkness 
Confessions sparkle once in white starkness 
Killing accountability in murky private mind 


Proliferating hatred sees old harm magnified 
Asperity of sins committed stew in torpid trench
Years of historic plot twist regale harsh revenge
Bulged breeding dim ideas seethe evil scheme 
Attack mapped by movie shock putrid scenes
Creeping balaclava covered crow bar at chest
Knavish initiation repaid with blood reaps debt






                                      24th August 2021

                      Written for Contest : The Colour Black
                          Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke

On Latent Talents

Loss of creative skills implied
     a soul has died,
     leaving bereft
     those who are left.

Latent talents youth unexplored
     may be restored
     in later years,
     no undue fears

Lest a waiting world be refused
     future recused
     nothing gainful,
     loss is painful.

THIRD PLACE WINNER
written July 17, 2021
submitted to "12 Lines in Rhyme" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Joseph May

Latent Halls

In latent halls, where memories dwell
Mist gathers on a shunted trolly
Abandoned wreckage
A decaying track runs forever
From shrouded heights
Fall unnamed questions
A bell’s toll fades
Resting only on the lines end
Indeed, only the end

Latent Desires

As lightning fills the room
a fright’ning flash of doom,

and thunder shakes the night
I wonder if it’s right

this feeling deep within
concealing latent sin,

these lusted dreams that be
a latent part of me.


July 8, 2020

That Latent Summer

A strum of guitar in the rain 
falling softly near my shame 
all those kisses in the past 
a memory  a thought an everlast 
no I didn't  no I couldn't but I did  
you knew I couldn't   keep it hid ? 

laughter peels hearts a stripped 
eyes of color butter whipped
nicely thoughts burnt cigarettes 
you and I reading,  "The Gazette "
yes I folded like an origami cloth  
as I clung to the flame like a moth,  
 
on the veranda you a newcomer  
on that hot and lonely latent summer .

June 1, 2019

My Latent Echo

from unseen activeness of soul!
from a wise thought!
from insane excitement
by the ink
on the white apparel of plain paper 
the sound is coming as speech 
wrapping everything
it’s my bared poem


-December 04, 2018 Chattogram

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