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Premium Member The Epitaph of An Abdicator

    There sat in opulent xanadu, the 
 demagogue of empirical hedonism, 
his granary once fuelled regal reign of epicureanism:

gregarious, restive, much-awaited successor of imperial dominion, 
neurotic, obstinate, was the cynosure of cynicism. 

The eldest child of Duke and Dutchess of York, erstwhile Prince of Wales, 
the proclaimed young heir, stood far from the course of sceptical euphemism;

                  The heir apparent had a historical encounter with Wallis Warfield Simpson by fatalism, 
by wooing Wallis, the royal blood encountered, clangorous cynical criticism. 

The resultant mayhem broke, the blue- blood became the bottleneck of idealism;
sagacious, was brooding strategies to be the prototype of unprecedented heroism.

The proclaimed marriage faced vehement oppositions: 
encompassing : religious, political, legal and moral objections.

The outright denial to accept Wallis as the king's consort, broke the anticipated rebellion, 
Edward's refusal to give her up, led to his final abdication. 

When was quite apparent, he could not marry his beloved Simpson, 
 finally settled to rebuke the throne from etched  imperialism as emancipation.

The man of the hour was then entitled "the Duke of Windsor", a transformation stunned the world and wrote an unprecedented statement in chronicle after abdication.
Edward VIII, once epitome of monarchism, became an ideal icon of asceticism. 

A sybarite, turned  commoner by deserting the successive chair of the british kingdom to wed his ladylove; 
a tale of unprecedented impeccable loyalism. 

The abdicator's epitaph on Royal Burial Ground, Frogmore, 
is still bearing in indelible transcription, 
the testimony  of an uncustomary love saga of renunciation. 

An epoch making transformation, decades have ever witnessed from iconic monarchism to transcendental loyalism:
through unprecedented renouncement
 of the bequeathed  throne 
to array chronicle's unrivalled iconoclasm. 

All Rights Reserved © SILPIKA KALITA
Form: Epitaph


Beauty In the Morning

What a beauty I felt at dawn...
when touching your being
With the gentle warmth of the sun...
successive and deep dreams
fantasies spread around
of my being...

She has the holy fire of heaven
in the hair...fireworks
dancing like wildcats
loving like wild moons.
Her hair as black as a star,
her lips, fruits of Heaven,
her eyes, dark flames,
your round curves,
pure rapture...

Her full wet love
of primal fantasies and dreams...
And she hot like Amazonian sun,
flows the boundless river...



  PS   ... transcription of the poem O what a beauty i knew at dawn with interacao
and version Tim Clodsey, world poet

boy alkas poetry

Amore the the real kind

In every heart mending moment
I stand and speak you as mine
A one of a kind redeeming love
No shame in my game
The answer is still the same
Glad I gotcha to change your name
I loved our wedding

Unguided until you told me
There was something I needed to see
The start of our pregnancy defined you
Then what's ah man to do
I knew it was only you
Told me you loved me too
Got my heart mending

A broken heart can heal
Something a real man can reveal
In love there ain't no skill
It's all about you

It's all about us
It's not about me
Tell the world
Maybe they'll see
It's all about us
That's how you complete me
It's all about us
It's not about me


Orchestration and transcription
By: BigSoundSenergy and
ooh I bah
"Ain't Nothing Right without you here"
Sampled with permission
From Ross Music
Restricted by silk smooth Strings
and horns
Vocals and music arrangements done
By Glitter and Gold Music Company
Valuation Amore and Sweet Sounds
Of Lovers sang on "Lovly" instrumental
Composed by Koolluster and Brilliant Shine
For Greet Us Sound Company
"End to end, to what beginning
to who will be first" quote with definition
Defined by Professor "Frog" Striker
Of Sweet University Music Department
 "Applaud" and Infant appears via DimeCo. International
And Coco Sniff Music llc.
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Transcription

TRANSCRIPTION
condensed
  curious&
 abstracted
revealing
vivid
similarities
in
 mirror
reflections
looking
 closer
a
scenario
of
unexpected
  effects
to emphasise
 the uniqueness
of
the
seemingly
 sedate
in
parody

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Form: Other

What is Biochemistry?

Biochemistry—the chemistry of life’s design,
Where molecules dance, interlink, and align,
A bridge between cells, atoms, and earth,
Defining each process, from death to birth.
From cells to tissues, to systems whole,
Biochemistry reveals life’s molecular role.

Atoms join with bonds of varied might—
Covalent, ionic, in complex rite.
Molecular structures, their shapes decide,
How functions emerge and systems collide.
Water, polar and bound by bonds unseen,
Becomes life’s solvent and essential scene.

Carbohydrates fuel, in branching chains,
While proteins give shape, structure, and gains.
Lipids form membranes, barriers and walls,
And nucleic acids hold life's codes, small but tall.
Each plays its part, in pathways intertwined,
The building blocks of life, so meticulously designed.

Catabolism breaks, releasing life’s spark,
Anabolism builds, leaving nature's mark.
Glycolysis starts, the fuel we ignite,
The citric cycle follows, energy in sight.
ATP fuels the cells’ endless demands,
In bioenergetic chains, life expands.

The enzymes, catalysts that spark each course,
Signal transductions, relay with molecular force.
Channels open, gates control flow,
Compartmented spaces, with roles to show.
Each process precise, a well-ordered dance,
In the cell’s intricate, coordinated trance.

DNA spirals, a double helix of code,
Blueprints of life in sequences bestowed,
Transcription to RNA, a message to read,
Translation to proteins, each cell’s vital creed.
Genes regulated, expressions controlled,
A symphony of life meticulously told.

With spectrums and gels, we separate, define,
Electrophoresis’ bands, chromatogram’s line,
PCR amplifies genes to explore,
CRISPR edits, opens new doors.
These tools unearth life’s secrets concealed,
In every lab, mysteries revealed.

From medicine’s cures to agricultural yields,
Biochemistry stretches across modern fields.
Personalized treatments, precision designed,
Green tech and ethics, the future aligned.
At life’s smallest scale, in molecules profound,
The promise of science and progress is found.
Form: Didactic


My Beloved Lady

extreme polite and honest figure
             she is my owner when  to others speak
                before her every mouth silence
             any ravishing awful look stops ...
                                 
               So she feels admired
               in dying modesty it compares
               to an angel who came from heaven 
                showing miracles so lit up ...
                                 
                candid appears to those who contemplate her
                passing in the eyes sweetness of heart
                that only captures those who feels her
                                   
                 From her mouth flies, when inspired
                  a spiritual breeze, full of love
                  that goes on saying from the heart, "sigh"




         Ps.Transcription  and recreation of Dante Alighieri's poem by alkas poetry

Premium Member Journey To the Silent Light

Written: August 29, 2023
______________________________________________________________

That which you crave for is looking for you.
In the shadows of your inner being, it brews.
The wound, where pain resides,
Is where the light enters and abides.

The quieter you are, in tranquil repose
The things you yield, as you disclose,
Able to hear the whispers of the divine,
Silence, the language of God, is so fine.

All else is but a poor translation.
When compared to the crucial revelation,
When you start to walk the way,
The path before you will come into play.

Respond to every call that excites,
Your spirit is guiding you to unique heights.
Accept the troubles that come your way,
They hold the key to a brighter day.

The time you adopt your trials with courage
Never leave the silent light door in storage.
When you do things from your rattling soul,
You'll feel a river moving, making you whole.

A joy, deep within, will bubble
As you embark on this key trip, humble
And with each step, your spirit will soar.
Closer to the silent light, forevermore.

A route unseen leads to the silent light.
You will grip where God whispers sight.
An intricate dance of mutual searching.
Light will find a way into the core of one's being.

The wound, a portal where pain and healing collide,
A gateway to the divine, where secrets reside.
As you become quieter, the truth will appear.
Guiding you closer to that which you hold dear.

The pure language of silence talks to the soul.
In the silence, speaks in whispers, an implicit role.
All else is a mere transcription, a feeble attempt,
Capture the essence; the message is unkempt.

So let beat off fear, let throw off doubt,
Embrace the unknown, and let your soul shout.
Respond to every call that stirs your spirit.
For it is the universe's way to lift and uplift.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

A Petrified Conjunction

A petrified conjunction(?)

what a strange day...
for a martyr of missing time
born in the urn grove
among the burning embers
born on the wrong side of the tracks

what a strange day...
for an unknown hero
living in his restless chamber 
his head like an ice-breaker
his uniform of ivory tears

what a strange day...
for a night in a boiler room
mais la nuit est mon amie
so let's talk about the lousy
plane crash avalanche

what a strange day...
for this nightmare paradise 
la princesse est très curieuse
and her calculated motifs
like a transcription factor

what a strange day...
for this residue of a pattern
rarely essential by your knowledge
beyond the nucleotide sacrifice
of all the negated literals

there's nothing to think about
– let's eliminate the principle! 
inside an empty hillside manor 
of the cosmos Demiurge
in the name of all rhetoric solutions

Premium Member Pierces Together

PIECES TOGETHER
realisation
 influences
 multiplied
& a genuine
opportunity
 fresh
 elements
 look elsewhere
to  reimaginings
 blending
a transcription
 with a sense
of the precarious

 encouraged to drift
among
a multitude
of  deviations
&grappling
to find&
 probe
&breathe
in the
 meditative quality
encounter & be
refreshed
by
the
lyrical
 &unexpected visual

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Form: Other

Premium Member Oh Pilot Me

RNA or DNA polymerase, an enzyme, protein, attracted to
promoter molecules in the polypeptide chain causing a zipper
motion and transcription of the code, a duplication of codons,
introns and exons, and so it goes, sharing and unsharing electrons.

These attractions and repulsions, coming near and going far
in nanounits or light years, fail to explain things permanently
but make possible the technology to live long and well, with personality.
It is a form of governance, the governance of elements, elements are now

apparently our gods. Learn all you can about their laws, their names,
their needs, read their poems. Only the mentally unusually sound would,
given this knowledge, agree to the process of fertilization and mitosis.
      However,
organisms go round then senseless via involuntary respiration. Therefore,
      Pilot Oh Pilot Me.
Form: Verse

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