Long Calligraphies Poems

life is an     inconsistent choreographer
   shielded  in stainless symphonies
          composed with erratic patterns
curating colors seized    ...

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“being mistook we burnt the book
thoughts rest, we dwell in our heart’s nest
touched by spirit, our body shook
by God’s light blest as we undressed” ~ Unseeking Seeker

As the sky dissolves remnants
 of scripted dogma,
to uncloak...

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When the mirror of 
               life is a gossamer film,       
 veiling v i n...

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O moon,
   the blood-rose pearl
            of my aching soul,
the ghostly seer of hourglass woes ~
heed these wistful words ~
forgive the dreadful quivers
between...

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T i m e stops for no one,
as searing seconds swerve
through seasonal squalls,
thawing frost that sleeps upon
the necks of onyx roses,
where pain is etched in skeletal sins~
across pruned plumes,
fleeting through amethyst air, 
merged in changing...

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when skies bleed 
your sonnets~
every drop of 
           garnet rain 
              rhymes
with...

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Under the sky that dissolves dogmas like the wind does sand,
A canopy of empathy unfolds like an ancient tapestry,
Embroidered with clarity and illuminated by pure integrity,
Entangled in the fine threads of unknown transcendence.
I listen as...

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If stars could see the sun~
slurping the grunglethorp grains
from sweat-soaked streams,
purging puddles of blurmorgris,
you’d hear the phazephonyx symphony
of my intestines churning chyme
into acidic rhymes~
releasing piled pain upon
a peezling palette of biled ballads.

But why are the...

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I trace bitter trials of
        another Helios spark~
as a collapsed marionette,
barely seeing colors of clarity,
between onyx-glazed flames, 
tangled in the hollow temple
carved in medieval calligraphies,
bleeding seething scars,
incensed with...

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I am the 
     cascading radiance,
 between apricot 
   glows of gloaming,
when mauve mists shift,
mirroring sage seas of love, 
I look beyond silvery skies
  whilst selfless stars sprinkle,
sizzling...

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L o v e ~ a crippled nightingale
b u r n i n g in bronze tears
of tornadoes,
limping and writhing,
screaming for release,
but
what if I am the mistress
        ...

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Living in a realm where 
the air seems to 
be still as stone,
invisible, like a 
ghost of a rose, 
translucent and frozen in 
time of ruthless seconds.

My heart still 
keeps pacing to 
hear the flickering...

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Chiromancer


Placed inside some wisp of perfections chalice
The intonations gather which
The tears have shed
For gratitude released their happiness 

I loved you some when in another life
Where the pink purple forest bows
Hung their silver leaven halls
In marble...

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Unfurling the matrix of poetry,
unfolding it's meaning and nestling it in the womb,
the cradle of universal form,
breathing in the meaning of words like censors of cinammon,
playing upon the music of The Universe,
casting forth letters in...

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The pen is mightier than the sword
The pen is the copyist of every word
Just don’t combine “pen is” as a paper headline once did report
And it might be mightier because it seeks pleasure and not...

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