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Premium Member On Wings- POTD

 For a time,
I want to shed my earthly existence 
Like the sloughed skin of a snake
To rise high and still higher like a bird
To sail beyond sunset, to fly far, far away
To soar into the seamless skies 
To levitate in ether, to feel weightless
To float amid twinkling stars
To collide against constellations
To tour round on a magic carpet
And dive into the oceanic depths of space

There I would build a palace
Amid the clouds to dream in peace
With none to trouble or torment

No laws of gravity should pull me down
Let me rest awhile in that magic kingdom
Not for ever, but for a little while
To look down from that cosmic arena
And pity upon the poor earthlings
Who never realize how insignificant they are
Stuck in a blue luminous speck
Amid the vast enveloping cosmic dark
And keep sucking their habitation dry!

With all ignorance and misconceptions shed
With pearls of new knowledge garnered 
With petty strife set aside, in greater humility
Finally to descend down as a better being!

May.31.2022

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Premium Member In the depths of silence, my thoughts flow like an unseen river

In the depths of silence, my thoughts flow like an unseen river,
I sink and rise, like a bird caught in the flight of night,
each breath becomes a song of time passing by,
an echo of moments lived, purer and clearer, endless.
On the shores of my dreams, the sky stretches infinite and vast,
the cold wind, messenger of forgetfulness, whispers old stories,
and the clouds, like fleeting dreams, weave their fragile shadows
on the window of my soul, ephemeral and dancing in the evening light.
I will not disappear in the longing-filled summer, nor in the rusty autumn,
the snow of winter will not bear the imprint of my silent and cold passage.
Look, my love, how in the corner of the sky, between me and life,
a fragile spider web shines like an unseen bond.
Within me, something struggles like a spider crushed by the passage of time,
running through my blood and slowly fading into silence,
but every gesture, every word remains suspended in the air,
seeking answers between the present moment and the infinity of silence.
Yes, I cry out to time about my journey through this world,
with the voice of a melancholy that sings softly in the background,
yes, I speak to myself about the silent passing of time,
but time answers me only with a deep and cold silence.
Fly, flame of dreams, through the window of my open heart,
trembling on a wick of longing and hope, burned and alive.
Murmur, river of time! Resound over me, my city,
my bell of fire, of memories that never fade.
Above my forgotten grave, under the dark and vast sky,
let young life cry out with an endless and burning fervor.
© Dan Enache  Create an image from this poem.

Can I Borrow Your Wings So I Can Fly

The weight of the world is on me and I want to hide
Hover in love and feel peace when I glide
I’m so low I cant even see the bottom floor
I need your help to get out so I can soar

Can I borrow your wings so I can fly
Rise like a bird up towards the sky
Leave the world behind that’s full of tears
Let me feel the power so I can beat by fears
I promise to return them to you the next day
But if my pain returns I’ll need them again to be ok

Let me rise above the clouds so I can leave the hate
Please help me to climb before it’s to late
I won’t look back on the sorrow that’s always there
I’ll enjoy the peaceful view it simply doesn’t compare

Can I borrow your wings so I can fly
Rise like a bird up towards the sky
Leave the world behind that’s full of tears
Let me feel the power so I can beat by fears
I promise to return them to you the next day
But if my pain returns I’ll need them again to be ok

If you need me I can dive down and carry you away
So you can leave your misery behind for another day
Forget your troubles be free and have some fun
Dry your eyes and heal your soul with the rays of the sun

Can I borrow your wings so I can fly
Rise like a bird up towards the sky
Leave the world behind that’s full of tears
Let me feel the power so I can beat by fears
I promise to return them to you the next day
But if my pain returns I’ll need them again to be ok
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Depth

The vision of you is like            the sun on the horizon
which light        does set upon the brow of thought
the midsummer's buds                bring forth the harvest
the treasure of            mine heart within are caught
 
Such a love         descends upon a mortal breast
to be exercised         in span of shorted life
where hope does soar           like a bird aflight
such sails      hold the winds of bonded wife
 
Entwined upon our souls       does hold its rope  
The chords of Love the spirits     promise that you gave  
for therein it is        braids like upon us hope
to care for each other        like humbled slave
 
It declares your love       to those your favors chose
whose intercourse of cares      upon all alight
the final numbers of all          the called to wed
the seal of your love               by a messengers invite
 
Cast upon us are all       the reasons for this course
to trod its path    is the faithful map to true
to all our sins and failings          which we divorce
and its purity of heart           is joined to you
 
All of its secrets to your beloved     you revealed
and saved us by             the knowledge of its depth
that it be patterned        to the nature unconcealed 
gives eternity                 to true loves life and breath
 
I will enter the temple with rejoicing 
among your judges       we will find our place
what we have suffered         like an irritation
that we might give you          our obeisance and grace
 
You have looked upon         the oppressed and lowly
who have shown           the justice of your King
with patience       have faced all their afflictions
and know your peace           upon the earth will ring
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Form: Verse

Journey

I look to the sky for solace
I look to the sky in search of your soul
Praying to see you soar overhead
But seeing a nothingness of grey clouds instead
Then on a clear and starlit night
The Moon she’s at her fullest
Jupiter and Saturn aligned close by
The ISS I do espy ~ a friend ~ I wave goodbye
So full of emotion and joy am I
As I yearn to fly just like a bird
With wings of gold they will unfold
Guiding me upwards
I am free
I can fly
Forever and ever
Like a star in the sky
As our souls become one we soar into Space
Look closer my darling
See the smile on my face
No constraints
Hold us back
Forever we are free
Flying together to eternity
We stop
We gaze in wonder
For we’ve never seen before
Our Universe ~ at close proximity
Then passing by dear Mother Moon
Her exquisite beauty 
Her femininity
For many hours I’ve gazed in awe
Naming her ‘Your Majesty’
She truly is a beauty Queen
And now we stop to bow
Then with a smile she sprinkles love
A thousand moonbeams from above
We glisten ~ we gleam ~ we sparkle now
We bid our Queen a fond farewell
Our souls will soar forevermore
With grace and smooth fluidity
Our golden wings for all to see
Fly us into Infinity…

Written 13th January 2021

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Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Riddle of the Winds of Fate

The wind like time
Does not beg permission
It does not pause for longing hands
It moves illusively disappearing
Coming and going
Weaving the strands of tomorrow
into fleeting dreams transcended
From the bones of yesterday
It waits unseen in silent stillness
mummering with mystery
charging into an array
of constant cycles of energy
Touching everything

In its river of drifting sighs and huffing gusts
Its anger devours with
Screeching tempests
Swallowing the lifeless forms
Without discretion
Making alive and moving
All that lies in its wake

At the crossroads of departure
Spinning like a bird in flight
You are taken in its wake
Uplifted into its command
Within the chasms of little choice
Unsurmountable mountains of truth
Lay just ahead in perilous wait
Only to come to rest
Succumbing to the valleys of peace
To witness destiny

FREEDOM

Constantly my pen hit on paper
Asking myself 
Can a man sink his roots so deep in he's faith
That he knows that it's breaches would shoot out  only to be cut of 
Like the sound of joy taking flight and filling the streets

You see from birth to bed of no existence
Like a bird in a cage 
I cried for freedom,but freedom was an island of cages 
We are told that we are free in the pages of a book 
Like books in a library our freedom has been confined to the walls we see 

You see God guaranteed freedom,but responsibility limits it to choice like a child I thought freedom was for grown ups ,wen I got in the train  of adult hood for freedom was an illusion because you are immune with immunity gives no choice for invisibility

Our protectors can't protect us people who are supposed to stop stealing now steal from us  
leaders of tomorrow 
Who's tomorrow never comes 
Like religion monsters who buried lies in the sermons of greener pastures.
Master of lies laying destructive eggs incubated with psychological Vision 
With prophesying the unseen Vision

Let this be The Genesis of our evolution

Curtains of My Heart

My heart is made of lace held fast by Holy fabric strings  
its red like a  pomegranate warm like my Father's love 
my heart is open like a rose in summer when it sings  
and when I meet a stranger,... it chances it thereof

My heart is volatile like a bird  through an open door 
it beats to pulsed emotions living deep inside my chest   
finding favor with my soul loving me with sweet adore,  
it pumps blood inside my chambers, never taking rest  

This heart of mine is made of love and Holiest of things 
I spend my time giving true support to those in need 
if I were Angel my heart would own two quill wings
but Angel I am not, although I love to plant the seed, 

Its only God that can turn a heart into Holy fabric strings 
Its only God that can turn a heart into a heart that sings.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Shirley Claus and the Jet Pack Fiasco

Santa sacked Rudolph and all of his herd
In his new jet pack he flew like a bird
His suit got ignited
And he’s just been sighted
Roasted and naked... then, guess what occurred 

He crash landed, coming down hard
His beard and his dangly bits charred
Giving children a gift
Gave his spirits a lift 
But after all this he’ll be barred

A passerby gave him a sock
He wore it to save us from shock
But a fluffy manhood
As a look, wasn’t good
So somebody gave him a frock

The next day he called Rudolph early
The reindeer came back but were surly
Still wearing that dress
He failed to impress
And that’s why they now call him Shirley
Form: Limerick

Pain

The pain that i feel is so unreal
The memories of you never seem to fade away from me
The lonely nights
The days, the months the years that pass me by
The life i live is all a lie 
The pain i feel is so intense
I start to feel like it isn't making any sense 
Where do i go 
What do i do 
Is there anyone out there i can turn to
I miss you so much you have no idea 
I long to hear from you but you don't long to hear from me
What does one do with a one sided love 
Is there even a cure?
Why does life bring so many obstacles, with no solutions 
It's been 15 years feeling this way, how can i just make it go away
No matter what i do where i go 
Our memories just tag along
Like a shadow in the night 
Please someone tell me how i can win this fight
Pain pain go away please do not come back any other days
I want to feel free like a bird 
With nothing on my mind 
No one in my heart 
No tears in my eyes 
No feeling like i just want to die
But at end the end of the day 
No matter what direction i turn the pain 
It still remains


By Naderia Bookram
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