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Love, come touch my soul with your tender embrace,
In your ethereal presence, find a sacred space.
Let your gentle whispers soothe my inner toll,
Envelop my being, let your essence make me whole.
Like a soft melody playing in the night,
Your touch ignites stars, fills my spirit with light.
In the silent chambers where emotions swirl,
Love, come touch my soul, let your warmth unfurl.
Wrap me in serenity, calm my restless mind,
In your gentle caress, peace I seek to find.
Heal the wounds within, make brokenness complete,
In your gentle touch, let my spirit retreat.
Oh love, an artist painting hues divine,
In your tender embrace, let our souls entwine.
Bring solace to my heart, make my spirit feel,
In your boundless love, let my essence heal.
Love, come touch my soul, in your gentle way,
With every tender touch, fears fade away.
Restore the faith, let your pure essence extol,
Oh love, come touch my soul, make it whole.
She slithers into the corner
Shadows envelop her silence
We mortals try to ignore our fear
But our hearts are racing
Her reputation has preceded her
Perhaps they are lies? I try to comfort myself.
My soul feels differently.
The hair on my neck is standing at attention.
I dare not look at her again.
One glance was enough.
I feel her wickedness wafting into the room.
A baby cries; feeling it too I imagine.
She is the one we dread.
She has come to collect.
Who will be chosen?
I am terrified; feeling strongly it will be one of my loved ones.
My eyes meet my cousin’s.
Tears are slowly streaking her cheeks.
She is an empath too; she knows wickedness.
I am as quiet as I can be, hoping the newcomer will leave quickly.
I dare not glance to look, but I am holding my breath.
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I walked through the woods this morning, nary an animal crossing my path. The only sounds I heard were birds chirping, small animals collecting nuts, and my feet as they gently landed on autumn’s leaves and the decaying pine straws.
I rounded the bend and paused just in time to witness the sun’s gradual ascent into the enormous Texas sky. I closed my eyes and stood perfectly still letting the silence envelop me. In the distance I heard them, geese honking. The blue air above me was filled with a skein of wild geese flying in V-formation.
They glided together effortlessly through the sky, homeward bound for the season. I stood in awe watching them noticing the geese had a pride about them, as if they were aware of their own magnificence.
fall equinox brings
skein of geese flying above
interrupts silence
wild geese, sunlit sky
V-formation heading south
seasonal journey
boldly unimpressed
by opinions, fears, and doubts
geese trust the Knowing
I wonder if the emotionally numb
Do see in black and white,
As artists’ primal visions come
and pass beyond their sight.
I wonder if the emotionally numb
Do taste an unwitting bland,
For flavored grains, inspiring crumb
Shall never envelop their hand.
I wonder if the emotionally numb
Do hear measures of silence,
Composer’s song, they must be dumb
To notes of exquisite violence.
I wonder if the emotionally numb
Do smell an even calm,
Air blankets wafting sweetened plum
Offer not a soothing balm.
I wonder if the emotionally numb
Do touch with deadened skin,
For palms entwined, fingers, thumb
Dare not let loving in.
I wonder if the emotionally numb
Can find their misplaced heart,
To Life’s beauty someday, they may succumb,
Of which we are all apart.
When you smile my life seems brighter
It lifts the borders of my mind making me lighter
When I see the outlines of your face
They take me away to a far off place
I shall follow you from land to sea
Wherever you are will be the whole world to me
You turn to me to show your lovely grin
It sends a shock felt throughout my skin
Love me forever and envelop me with your smirk
With your tender expression that never requires any work
I shall follow you from land to sea
Wherever you are will be the whole world to me
Your simper is a cure for what ails me inside
I shall pursue your laugh forever worldwide
You are clarity when I’m down and confused
My soul is free to roam when your heart is amused
I shall follow you from land to sea
Wherever you are will be the whole world to me
Standing tall in heaven, beyond the walls of eternity;
Up placement to a new realm of a physical reality;
Rebirthed to life to live on this stone, made of earth;
Statue of premise promised to envelop;
Rebirthed now an embryo;
Curled up laying there with my eyes closed;
Heat, beating lungs, breathing;
Blood flowing through my veins;
Come out of my mother's womb (room);
Cut the cord out of the sack;
No longer knowing where I am at;
Eyes still closed don't wanna see what I look like;
But if you look at me the difference between;
I'm alive breathing in air heart beating I'm not dead;
Now older matured a teen, an adult;
Laying in the bed, eyes are closed;
(wide open-shut?)
Laying there horizontal;
How do you know I'm not dead;
Lived a long life been in and out;
Had ups and downs, never to sickly always had crumbs;
Didn't have to worry, bout' nothing;
Always had at lease something's;
Now I've released the spirit of the ghost;
Seems I didn't have a choice, Gone on in;
You see me now laid out in a new suit in a coffin;
You don't know where I am going;
But I tell you one thing here I lay, there;
Lungs not breathing, blood not flowing through my veins;
Well eyes still shut you said you loved me but,
Now I think now I'm dead
This is mankind's, life or death eternity;
Written by James Edward Lee July 6 2015(c)
( For 2015 book UNO's Poetry to Bridge Generations
University of Nebraska at Omaha )
By one step two steps
I walk thousands of miles
Now on to another millennium
Withered petals, fallen leaves
Washed away footprints and hand writings
Now on gathered in dusty envelop
Feathers of peacock, colorful bangles
Anklet ring and black orchid perfume
Now on stored in the tattered bag
Past has gone away far behind
Poetic presence is the beautiful companion
For the future don’t want lost the mirror
Lost love I won’t draw on the sky canvas
Lost love I won’t incarnate in the temple
Lost love won’t write in the poetic note
Wound birth won’t find out the lost love
Wound birth won’t wait for the lost love
Wound birth won’t believe more …..
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
26/12/2022
I walk the shore of the lake
All the time watching the waves lap onto the shore
Rhythmic and simple
They measure time at their own pace
The lake looks so calm and tempting
Straining I look for the other shore
It seems to be a half a world away
Thoughts enter my head
Memories I chased away so many years ago
Life was tougher back then
When I stood on the same shore
Looking at the same lake
I thought about swimming to the middle
And just let everything go
The water would envelop me
My eyes would close and I would go to sleep
The world would have gone on without me
As I watched the waves
My mind wandered into other thoughts
Again I looked at the lake
And a thought, ten simple words, came to me
So I waited
And when I look at the lake and the waves
Those ten words always come back to me
Another day would be a good day for a swim
So I wait
Loneliness is just an ivy,
It creeps through your window, unhurried,
It doesn't diminish the darkness of the night, nor chase away hidden demons,
It just sits there, with legs crossed, letting the gentle breeze
Kiss its damp alabaster cheeks and the black night envelop it.
It seems sad when it sighs, but its eyes carry a strange peace,
It changes nothing outside, but changes everything deep within you,
It makes the eyes more sensitive to the beauty of the night,
It makes every little thing stand out so magnificently,
That life seems vaster than ever.
Is it her or the trauma of existence?
She casts such a spectacular charm that those who gaze
Into her stormy ocean eyes don't want to part,
From the night, from her — she is just another bright star
In a new moon night. Solitary,
Melancholic, yet beautiful.
In her silence hides a universe of thoughts and dreams,
A mute call to those who dare to listen,
An invitation to embrace not just the darkness, but also its light,
For in her melancholy, you discover a subtle beauty,
That turns solitude into a refuge full of wisdom.
And so, loneliness becomes an unexpected companion,
A silent friend that teaches you to look beyond appearances,
To discover that in the silence of the night lies a whole world,
A world waiting to be explored, loved, and understood,
Under the gentle gaze of that solitary star, shining for you.
A Spirit Leaves the Body Seeking Eternity
A Spirit leaves the body while crying aloud as
Cursing blind hate enters without conscience
A Hell for the wicked casting names as called
Tears of love weeping in sorrow and anguish
Dripping red from the heart beating so dear
Devouring feelings eating into emotions I laugh so
To stop the weeping stirring in deep rocks below
Echoing waves of turbulence and such gale force
Inside one soulful cry sounds in a whispered dream
Begging, desiring to move on from this mortal coil!
But pray tell—must wicked negation like this be
Ever so, if so, then why so??
Man-made negation, negativity should never be
Allowed and the soulful cry must be heard, answered
Divine intervention, angelic powers to the rescue!
A Spirit leaving the body—a solemn event it is
There is no place for such mortal wickedness in this
Instance as the Spirit begins it transformative ascent
Toward the Heavens and the power of the Almighty
Shall answer in kind those mortals who bring their
Perfidy to this most wondrous process that severs
The mortal bonds of the Earth dimension as the
Spirit moves on in its new found state and presence
As Peace and Happiness envelop it soothingly and pure
Preparing it for God’s most precious embrace into Eternity!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (January 6, 2015)
(Free Verse)