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pardons for the beggar
he knows not what he trades
witness to the rapture
a feather for a spade
preaching him a savior
what alms that would've made
words to sate the hunger
though wordlessly he prayed
threnodies for martyrs
indifferently played
lulling into stupor
those starving to be saved
beneath the skyscrapers
within walls mired and grayed
they all roam encumbered
and silently they pray
ripping through the integuments
of a convivial heaven
sleeping in discontentment
stay cast-away; forgotten
penance for the pauper
watching the cavalcade
of endless wanderers
all dressed in the decay
through torn streets and corners
the grime will never fade
listen to the laughter
the asphalt takes its prey
lumbering across the pavement
the ragged delirious children
wallowing in detriment
stay cast-away; forgotten
still groping for all those long disclosed promises
still hoping for halos when their god could care less
are they conversing with angels
while carrying their own shovels
and quietly knowing too well
when and where to bury themselves
pardons for the beggar
he knows not what he pays
placed his doubt on barter
for faith without a face
he wouldn't consider
to even make a raise
when a dream is offered
it's never there to stay
Beyond the familiar,
Far past any walls of my gardens,
a sleet bonds with me in turn
of the contrast of calls
from this path that hardens,
and of what it speaks,
and of how it brings change
unto my words.
I found myself outside of my own
outline.
With no shape to take precedent,
Nor space left to fill,
This temporary independence
help elucidate
of what should be done,
rather than of what one should do.
Albeit, an idea of opinion,
A design of bias difficult to comprehend.
A feeling of indifference
floods in waves,
setting aside
all that could’ve been.
In an effort of comfort in lieu,
I seized the dawn that still were
foreign, forgotten and new,
a grasp upon imagination;
To think in accordance of my view
felt as if to cast away the sun
this icy road had barely knew.
A distraction,
stealing the memory
of wherever it was
these cold and drifting winds
had been carrying me through.
A reason,
feeding the strength
to my spirit,
my steps had believed
to have been sworn to.
I seized the night as it grew.
Footsteps left behind were filled
before any chance of a trail
time could have left drew;
For no one to follow,
or for upon coming back
to the person I had thought to be,
or for the rejection of who I am
to not return;
Creating anew type of normalcy.
Freed yet hollowed
of the shape
that sharpened
my skeleton;
a synopsis for my personhood to map.
Outside of contours
that had always been,
to me, of what I am ascribed,
I find the loss of destination
to provide a sanctuary,
And as long as I bear the weight
of holding onto my mind,
I will be safe.
I may not know where I am,
nor how to repay the debt
that once helped my shape.
I held onto love for a world,
and that’s enough to never forget.
Whether wild or tame,
I will be alright.
Smile and look at me,
Forfeiting again.
The world grows intoxicated.
I grow intoxicated.
The stagnant, ingrained scent
Of the 8th generation of cats in the living room.
I cast it off now and leave this place.
Having left a secret window open for them,
They shall discover!
The hidden stairway,
That stairway to heaven.
The moment their paws step upon it,
The scent of autumn, the writhing of all manner of crying flowers.
They have drunk of the new world's flight,
Realizing food lies in unseen places,
Realizing sleep lies in unseen places.
Sometimes, when they miss their butler, they lie upon the grass,
Rubbing the ingrained scent of the butler's servitude
Onto the grass with their whole bodies, casting it away,
'And blow it away in the wind.'
The cat now runs!
I, too, run!
Another day shall greet us.
'The dewy dampness of the dawn's embrace.'
There, your hunger shall be sated,
And thus, you shall begin the world anew.
You shall never look back upon this place,
For the secret window has now crumbled into dust.
I, too, shall depart through my own window.
'Rain shall fill my hunger,
And discarded paper shall shelter my cold!'
The life that shall find me is,
The echo of past cat cries, reborn,
Leading me on with a hymn,
Keeping me running still!"
With the ring on my heart,
Bound fast by your hymn.
Cat, you too shall run.
Holding the warmth of the butler's past hand in your jelly pads,
You shall leap even over vast, towering walls.!
'We owe one another.'
'We shall meet again!'
"Valhalla!"
Suddenly, the Lord
Strikes me across the cheek.
"Snap out of it! This is but a dream."
Still,
I am the Catcher in the Rye,
Guarding the 7th generation of cats.
Yet, one generation of cats
Truly departed through the secret window.
I am not the Catcher in the Rye for the 8th generation,
I was merely a Catcher in the Rye who was briefly asleep.
I am but a coward,
Guarding only the 7th generation.
'Someday,'
I shall cast away myself,
And you, too, shall cast away yourselves.
"We, shall meet again!"
In the quantum realm,
Where nothing exists,
Where 'nothing' truly exists,
'Amidst particles and waves,'
"We were, in the end, wave functions."
Like Cool Hand Luke
They put me inside the Box.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
A long night inside the Box in the dark;
Off yonder I can hear the hounds a baying.
Ostracized from the inside group,
The inclusive cool cloud of friends, and rightly so.
They put me inside the Box for having a backbone.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
Treating me like a dead man,
With no memory, heartbeat or name,
Just a dead dude, cast away like a detested rock,
Thrown to the dark part of the back garden,
To make clear for the new trees, and rightly so.
They put me inside the Box, for having a backbone.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
I sit alone and pray now,
And wait for the approaching footsteps,
And the jangling of certain keys outside my locked door.
Have pity on me Boss! I promise not to talk no more!
They put me inside the Box.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
A long night inside the Box in the dark.
Off yonder I can hear the hounds a baying.
Let me replace your sadness, fears, pity and frustration…my heart’s
thumping with anticipation & apprehension
With jubilance, satisfaction, liberty and cheers – that would make you and I rather
cheery without a flame of fury – cast away the grief and guilt in your mind
We’ll be free like eagles, taking wing from on high and we’ll be lookin’ fine…we’re
rejoicing with joyous jubilation
We’ll be shimmering like the moonlight…and we’ll be flyin’ above cloud seven – we’ll
be in our heavenly haven in no time – slow down, you’re flying too fast – slow
down…I’m really falling behind
*Chorus*
I need you to ascend from your debris – let’s dance the night away! We will arise
from our ashes like a fervent, blazing phoenix
Tell me if I’m as handsome as the lion that’s graceful, strong and courageous…I
know for a fact that you are dangerously magnificent and gloriously precious
Believe in me…reflect on me…let’s push away the worries that want to ruin our
night spent together…God has two hearts to fix
I love it when you wrap yourself around me like my own personal, warm blanket
on this moon-drenched night – you are so gorgeous…so gracious!
Come home with me and we’ll fly away from captivity…we’ll be no longer in chains
& we’ll be on the same page
You move me like a car, driving on the freeway – I’m hoping you won’t outdrive
me today!
Run along with me in the sun and we’ll be soaring in unity…we’ll be singing in unison
and we’ll be pleased with a passion, but first – let’s find a way out of the cage
Dance and prance all night long with me on this illuminated night and we’ll be having
it our way…
I need you to ascend from your debris – let’s dance the night away! We will arise
from our ashes like a fervent, blazing phoenix
We’ll be shimmering like the moonlight…and we’ll be flyin’ above cloud seven – we’ll
be in our heavenly haven in no time and God will have two hearts to fix
Cast away the sorrow from my soul
Make the ugliness seem so beautiful
Craft me with your eager elegance
Resurrect me with your pure radiance
My veins are flooded with the blood of my enemies
Please don't catch me off guard and set my soul at ease
My brain is whirling like a windstorm in the desert once more
The breeze of the monsoons' core has so much in store
Almost blinded by the light of His mighty hand
I take His hand and land in a lovely land
Where I can understand
Where I stand
Almost cascading into the watery pit of bitter lies
I take His hand and say my last goodbyes
Where I can meet my utmost highs
And my lows dries and dies
Almost falling away into the darkness below me
I take His hand, so He will set me free possibly
Where I can go way above the cold concrete
And gravity cannot weigh down my feet
Where I stand
Where I can understand
I take His hand and land in a lovely land
Almost blinded by the light of His mighty hand
Cast away yesterday, so I may live for today
Make my inner distress transform to joy I pray
Craft me with your words of wisdom right now
Reassure me that there are brighter days somehow
My veins are flooded with the blood of my enemies
Please don't catch me off guard and set my soul at ease
My brain is whirling like a windstorm in the desert once more
The breeze of the monsoons' core has so much in store
Almost blinded by the light of His mighty hand
I take His hand and land in a lovely land
Where I can understand
Where I stand
Almost cascading into the watery pit of bitter lies
I take His hand and say my last goodbyes
Where I can meet my utmost highs
And my lows dries and dies
Almost falling away into the darkness below me
I take His hand, so He will set me free possibly
Where I can go way above the cold concrete
And gravity cannot weigh down my feet
Where I stand
Where I can understand
I take His hand and land in a lovely land
Almost blinded by the light of His mighty hand
Endure the hardships that take place
Find a cure to help us gain His grace
End this nightmare that we all face
Ensure that happiness is here to stay,
Not just a day or night away -
Tomorrow isn't promised today
FROM THE VIRTUOUS WOMAN
TO THE WAYWARD:
Excuse me...I'm moving on,
And I don't need your opinion,
To cast away the trust I'm leaning on.
You have life and choices you living on,
And I don't think of deciding for you,
Since you can't decide for me too.
But I will only accept your suggestions,
By placing them on tactful digestions.
We've both been fairly young before,
When we were been held not to fall,
By people who acted as our tutelars.
But we're now of age living as thinkers.
You can freely go naked on the streets,
Get your self sexed up when you feel,
Because that's how you get to feed,
By going through this disgusting deal.
You exchange your integrity with cash,
And you warmly feel okay with that.
But that's your wish...and that's you.
So if I don't yearn to do as such,
Don't assume me to be a fool.
I will never allure someone's spouse,
Only to destroy the peace in his house.
Why should you sleep with someone's man,
With the intention to just have a child?
Yes,I know this is now your major aim,
Without you thinking of its ballgame,
For you to illicitly birth an inculpable nipper,
Into the world to live and suffer?
If you're not yet ticketed with wedlock,
Or you feel old age is causing a deadlock,
Is it the best option to just bastardize,
As a form of happiness to be satisfied?
I will ever dwell patiently with content,
No matter the pressure that I sense.
Inasmuch as I'm a woman of virtue,
Never do I loose my focus and value.
It's my life,my choice and I'm proud.
Thank you...I'm out!
With so many things to do and even more things to see
I am sorry that I missed You that was me just being me
I was intending to say hi but before I could even think
The whole entire day went by, what seemed like a blink
And so with the day before, getting caught up in things
Never knowing what's in store and all which life brings
This week and last week and the weeks before those
Again we did not speak as for these other ones I chose
In fact this whole year I never once spoke Your Name
I didn't hold You dear nor did I feel any of my shame
In fact Lord it's been many years for many years past
Seeing in these tears I can't even remember the last
But today Lord I'm here and it's so good to be back
I know You are always near matters not how I lack
I knew I could come back home as You said it to be
No matter how far I roamed you always loved me
Ecclesiastes 3:6
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
In summer’s soft embrace, petunias prance,
Their velvet skirts entwined in breezy waltz.
But autumn’s breath, a whispered, wistful trance,
Now leads them to their final, fading waltz.
The butterflies, like painted petals, soar,
On silent wings through twilight’s tender haze.
While geese, in ghostly garb, in flight explore,
The beckoning of far, forgotten days.
The garden wears a gown of gold and red,
Its jeweled leaves, like coins, are cast away.
They dance with wind, a dusty twirling thread,
Then vanish in the sky’s cool, silken gray.
Beneath the moon, the pumpkins’ amber light,
Calls forth the harvest’s heart, the autumn’s night.
God does not blink in his eternal watch,
because time does not come in to it at all!
pure stillness reigns where he is awake,
no breath, no whisper there is nothing at all!
in a turbulent pond- like a lotus calm!
slaves we mortals are to the whip of time,
we measure it all day, measure it all night
by the beat of the heart, rhythm of the breath,
at the birth of a child, to the end of our lives,
by the revolutions of earth, Sunset, Sunrise!
look deep within the calmness of your Soul,
there is a glow of divinity that is real you,
there is stillness within that is stillness of God,
the absolute truth that doesn't change at all,
in a turbulent pond - like a lotus calm!
the absolute truth is not the slave of time,
because it is so still time does not exist at all,
life’s many gains and losses, defeats and pain,
have no longer any meaning in this domain,
in a turbulent pond- like a lotus calm!
align your mind with that divine stillness,
perceive the glowing unending brightness,
cast away the body, surrender your soul,
nothing exists! you are part of absolute truth,
the lotus glows - the pond was a mirage!
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Written 27/12/2020