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Dust From Dust
Carve the stone that forms the jewel
From Cities dust to Countries rule
Fake or genuine none shall tell
The integrity of fellow man
Beast to burden
Man so unkind
Loyalty so rare to find
Beneath the rubble of falling lives
The destructive weapon, the knowing lies
Before I cave, lose my belief
Before from the mountain top I leap
Into the gaping vast below
I seek reprieve from those I know
Tell me there are gem's to find
Salt of the earth
The staying kind
Don't let the minefield be owned to war
Bring back the good old days
Like we knew before
Feel Water from the eyes of God
A simple prayer, a knowing nod
Clothe the world in love and trust
Not clothes of a diamond's deathly dust
Form:
We live in a human body
when we consider all that it is
which is a remarkable specimen
it's a wonder there's nothing amiss
In the beginning, God made man
from the dust on this old earth
by speaking His word man came to be
so here you have world's original birth
For since God created all life
the human body continues on
comes from the womb till it dies
its span of life is 80 mostly till its gone
Think upon the human frame's works
all the blood cells going all around
the heart keeping everything going
be quiet for a moment, not hear a sound
At the end of life, all die
kept till God's judgment seat
one's history gone from dust to dust
missing one at your very street
(Love it or hate it, our bodies are an integral part of who we are so I've written this to give my thoughts on the amazing workings of our human bodies.)
Quickly,
Quickly,
Quickly.
You spoke in search of light relief
And hearing your cries for Help
I cried myself to Sleep
On the rotten old couch upstairs
While Mum Cradled you in your Marital Bed
I Prayed religiously
Death come Quickly
To Shelter
You from the Cancer Pain
A Milkshake Cocktail of Morphine
To Aid Discomfort
While thinking all the While
Show your Face God
Where is your Grace and Mercy
When it comes to the Innocent
I fear you have done not only my Family
But the entire World
A Discourtesy
Ask anyone and they shall say
He was 1 of the Good One's
Wouldn't hurt a Fly , Never told a Lie
And come December 28th
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust
The Floor opened up the Gates of Hell
And ever since
I Fall and Fall
Quicker,
Quicker,
Quickly
A Pithy End
My Father
My Friend
My Support
My Sponsor
Amen
"We are Worlds"
Internally eternal
in each of us
another world
Unknown
and alien
supporting strange lifeforms
hidden beneath our veils
watching silently
illuminating exotic ethereal lines
Connectors electric
touch each other
another’s world
reaching out instinctively
we regenerate ad infinitum
Lux Vitae unfurls
too deep an equation
for shallow minds
without fathoms
Oceans inside us
drown all our sorrows
wash our uncertain shores
Inside us souls
come and go rushing through
like hyperbolic comets pulsating
Leaving footprints
in our grey matter, they are
translating white noise
and black calculating too
We walk around
each other
Our universes colliding
Inside us all our worlds
a million self-perpetuating questions
we are identification unknown
taste each our salt
and each our earth
curiously inside us they watch
our bodily world turn
kiss life for a little while
we mingle within the frail vessel
of skin and bones,
inside we watch
from our world
then to sleep within soil
our essence is dispersed
into the trees of life,
we quench their thirst
where leaves are veined
sap questioning a whispering wind,
"What was our human’s worth?"
eventually our exterior burns
Ash to ash
dust to dust
We are scattered
through air falling on
feathers of freedom
Pieces of us
fall into rivers
swallowed by other souls
like a time from
The Dreaming
they are singing us in
mouths open for sacrament
on the fleshy tongue that now grows
a luminescent pearl
We are
becoming
new worlds
Internally eternal
in each of us
another world
We evolve
in slow revolutions
ecliptic, fields magnetised
towards each other
Light and Dark matter
our Universes colliding
New Worlds
Soul full
eye to eye
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.” C.S. Lewis
“The soul has been given its own ears to hear things that the mind does not understand.” Rumi
"The soul is an infinite ocean of just beautiful energy and presence made manifest in human form.” Panache Desai
"The Soul is the Truth of who we are".
once again
i will never fall in love again
(i told myself)
once again
i will never fall in love again
repeat2x:
i told myself i wont fall in love again
i tried to ignore the way he touch
my skin
trying to keep my heart locked
and not letting him win
then my heart took a dramatic spin
i eventually let him in
and adored me with love(with love)
but i said
once again
i will never fall in love again
(i told myself)
once again
i will never fall in love again
repeat2x:
the way he touch me
my heart start to sing
so nice and gentle
its like it was s dream
i forgot how love feels
he showed me how love feels
but once again "i said......
once again
i will never fall in love again
(i told myself)
once again
i will never fall in love again
repeat2x:
instrumental break
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
i vowed to stay by your side
even when things are rough
you started to change
drinking booze and playing games
i cant take no more
it's you i blame
you waste my love
you waste my time
i packed my stuff
and said my last goodbye.......
once again
i will never fall in love again
(i told myself)
once again
i will never fall in love again
repeat2x:
fade out:
bye bye....
goodbyyyyye.....
bye bye....
goodbyyyyye.....
Breaking free from the shackles that held you,
A demon created by lust
the desire for the taste of the body, to the death, ashes to ashes, dust to dust!
Your eyes show the wanting go further, on your knees as you beg me to touch,
too late to turn back fallen angel,
surrender to this sexual rush.
Your mouth seeks the drink that I offer, lips parted and anxious for more
as my finger trace outlines your body,
and you're desperate for me to explore.
This is no time for your innocence, nothing about you is pure,
cast aside this virginal whiteness, emerge - an erotic whore.
Feed on the fruit that I offer, drink from the cup I prepare
tonight temptation comes calling, lick your lips come to me if you dare!
Scream my name as you beg me for mercy,
nails dig deeper clawing your back, your neck is the point of my feasting
drawing blood as your skin starts to crack.
As I feed from your body surrender excited by hell's scorching touch,
there's no stopping us now fallen angel,
you want this just too much.
As your mouth acquires a liking, for the taste of my essence within,
you're a mortal now my fallen angel, welcome to the pleasures of sin!
I am my name
If you remember my name, you have my attention
Pronounce it well, you have my trust
I am nothing but my name
My name is a certain point in time
They remember the time, they remember the weather
My name is that weather I will never remember
My name, a moment in time
I am my name
Inherited from lost loved ones, I never met them
They see them, when they see me
If I fail them, will they blame the name
Call my name, slang it, chant it, whisper it
Loud noise does not drown out my name on a roll call
All my senses heed the call of my name
I turn my head, raise my eyes, I’m diverted from my stride
My name, I will forever hold
Crossed out on short lists, I still keep it
Lost in the struggles, it emerges out of rubble
My name is the only thing that remains, after dust to dust
Keep it and give your memories a frame to hold what’s past
Form:
I am beautiful no matter how dirty I feel
There is beauty from ashes to ashes and dust to dust, and muddy water has never been so clear, wilting petals never so strong
Life is a journey and there you find the richness of breath
So, breath in and realize that although you feel like you are at the end of you it's only the beginning of the story entitled chapter two
Then breathe out and take another step forward because failure is impossible as long as you try
Don't beat yourself up for not living up to the standards of your perfect world
We will never be perfect in this world, so why is it something we focus on
You want to know something beautiful, beautiful is trying to be the best version of you today
Then as you naturally bloom growth will one day be further than you could ever imagine
Let patience run its course and stop trying to cook a three course meal in 30 minutes
Let patience run its course and it will be easier to adapt at the appropriate time and not after the fact
He is finally facing those facts, because it's harder to learn when you're always behind the 8 ball
Cinderella running to the ball, apple watch says 805pm at least I'm getting my steps in she optimistically chuckles as the dress ruffles and she shuffles forward in her sneakers
Chapter 1 is life, chapter 2 is lessons, chapter 3 learning, chapter 4 let go of the past, fear, and regret
Replant your flowers and this time water your mind with truth, inspiration, and goals
Let the heat of life move you forward and not kill your hope
We are meant to be challenged so make sure your feet aren't always up or in the same place as yesterday
Beautiful is today in this moment so remember that when you feel you can't escape far enough past the past
Let patience run its course and the past will take care of itself
Stop giving it wings on your flight
Beautiful, just because of the word
p.s. beautiful is spelt the way a rose blooms...
Three days to set the calming air,
To hedge clear bets on this affair.
Work crafts sure art as craftsmen show,
Attune clear start with pleasant flow.
Seek true essence of ample blooms,
Know a presence that fills these rooms.
Day by day shape a picture calm,
Expect sweet grapes to style wise psalm.
See the end game of works that fill,
Allow the same to offer thrills.
Hot humid air in heatwave storm,
A brand new flair can string new form.
Waltz with sure ease to reap delights,
Align new peace in ambient flight.
From hot to cold, the tale unfolds,
A special mould in message told.
End where things start with what you see,
A happy heart now let's things be.
The job is done by light of day,
Paintwork can pun a happy stay.
Strokes in tandem can say a lot,
Workday wisdom works mindful thought.
Start with the end in mind and heart,
Proceed to blend the precious art.
Wit knows fancy in dance and sway,
Work fills plenty in glad array.
All in due time, the final strokes,
Facts in sure chimes can breeze the yoke.
Dust to dust then can mellow strife,
Now you know when to dance with life.
Leon Enriquez
27 May 2016
Singapore
Poets Escape
by Odin Roark
How willing
This heart and mind
Absorbing pain's daily prose
Global flagellation becoming
Best sellers
Top Box-office
Google's lifeblood
Whether Syria's dismemberment
Washington's absurdity
Or Hollywood's Grand Guignol Follies
Exhausted passions and intelligence
Clutter synaptic duty
Excused as collateral damage
Everyday wars of fear
Slowly accelerate
This self-destructive countdown
Repeating Time's insidious cycle
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
While few escape
Some find refuge
In the manifestos of metaphor
Using echoes of cranial madness
Illusion's manic voice
Mumbling through the night
Arranging similes
This is like that
That is this
Until...
Dream's phosphoreal mirage
Becomes imagination's reality
Layered tapestry hanging firm
Mind's needlework in progress
Becoming woven experience
To shroud forever
Weakness's acquiescence
For what?
For whom?
Poets know not
They just are