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"free from conditioned belief
no agenda on our shelf
vibrant as the light of Self
life flows on all by itself” - Unseeking Seeker
Faith is more than a mere noun,
phrased within fragile pages
of a tailored manuscript;
it is a way of life,
found in the zestful air we breathe,
in the hushed haze
of peace and intrinsic love.
I bloom like a lotus,
floating through silence~
tied to tulip-twinkles of twilight,
turning nautical stripes
into midnight prayers,
sailing through the skyline
like a cultural odyssey,
facing the eyes of
the speechless sun,
to untangle brutal tendrils
chaining my sapphire spirit
to terrains of ashes,
smudged with societal lies
and narrow perceptions.
And as the wind blows
cinnamon hymns,
I listen to the heartbeat
of the horizon,
adorned with balmy auroras,
ricocheting runes engraved
within the pristine pillars
that hold firm the hibiscus haven~
a sanctuary that hears not the mantras
of megalomaniac meadows,
too consumed by stereotypes
and prewritten scriptures,
curled into clusters of constraints,
sprinkling superficial sparkles
to hypnotize the naive.
O utopian chateau,
I choose to soar free,
like a peacock plume
swirling in sync with
the lilac light of falcon fortitude,
and the timeless pulse of the Almighty,
unshakable from the
gusts and gales
enveloping my conscience
like a maroon maelstrom of misery.
I choose to follow
the soothing shimmers,
of the morning stars,
letting go of the
tempest of Midas’ touch~
labels and ego,
discrimination and darkness,
materialism and fickleness,
while the icy weeds
in my skin unfurl
empathy and kindness,
aware of sacred states
sewn with threads of
karma and kundalini.
I am the soulful veins
of an amaranthine leaf,
flawed in fire,
embracing the
fluorescent frequencies
that ebb and flow
like waves of wisdom,
surfing through fogs of fairy-tears,
like sea-glass smoke
kissing the porcelain
sands of serenity.
So, between the melodious mists
of the breeze and the blue,
there I find a reason
to rise and rinse stained ripples,
while attuned with
the butterfly dews resting upon
divine diamonds of blissfulness.
Beneath the surface where thoughts often stray,
Lies a bias that colors our view each day.
Invisible threads weave through the mind,
Shaping perceptions we're blind to find.
We see through lenses that age has stained,
Distorting the world with judgments ingrained.
The mirror reflects a skewed truth's face,
A filtered reality, a hidden disgrace.
History’s shadows linger, stark and clear,
Biases persist though we claim to steer.
Masks of fairness cloak the hidden guise,
Concealing the biases that our heart denies.
Turn the gaze inward, seek the inner light,
Where biases drift in the depth of night.
Only by facing what's buried inside,
Can we untangle the truth that’s denied.
Acknowledge the flaws that quietly remain,
And let our minds break free from this silent chain.
For true change begins when we recognize,
The unconscious biases veiled from our eyes.
I don’t know where to start
When I look around me, I see myself slipping and falling apart
I’m drifting… I’m falling away into the dark
I’m dealing with stress...and now I hear the dog bark…
My eyes open like corridors... my life is a curse
When I try to ignore the chaos... the dilemma gets worse and worse
I'm failing... I'm yearning for peace to rebuild my courage
I'm marinated in turmoil...and I'm close to my breakage
Driven insane… I'm wide awake… recollecting my thoughts
I’m backing away from any danger coming my way
You tossed me in the drain… I’m resting… trying to untangle the knots
Overpowering pain… but now I’m losing control…
But I’ll stop writing today . . .. . .. . .
untangle,
leave the shadow of Death behind,
at Death's dark door.
Filled w/ Light
the Heart grows wings,
flaps up into the sky free.
Below, She moves,
a dance, through soft, dappled sunshine.
The Five Imperishable Gnostic Trees in Paradise
stand along the roadside, on the Way out of the city.
The noisy crowd still passes by.
The storm is now faraway, retreating, invisible over
the horizon, but still booming and crackling as
it rolls along:
Motion in Rest
in a remnant, Baroque sky -
royal purple, light and dark blue,
grey, white, deepest golden.
Back there, over one's shoulder,
hills slowly, almost imperceptibly darken.
W/ cold night unstoppably approaching,
the good, wise serpent
stirs on a black, wet bough,
due pagan canniness.
Nestled hidden in heavy, quivering leafage,
the serpent hugs His Tree even tighter,
slowly, methodically, tenderly.
Gilded, scaly coils flare softly,
then blaze brighter than any sun.
Ephemeral
There's a lot inside me,
A thing that dies every night,
Every dusk that I lay on my bed,
Close my eyes, and sleep.
I feel a part slip away, stealthily,
I do not know where it goes,
But it never comes back.
It digs a tunnel inside,
A void that's never filled,
Only occupied by
Vengeance, hatred, and lies.
My heart is in knots,
I'm lost, and can't untangle.
Things I longed to see
left me drowning in a sea
--an ocean of tears
where I can't swim
my limbs are too short
much like a shrimp
i find solace in the sunrise
and mend my heart
with poetry from the ancient quill
where meaning to love
is explicated in depth
© MZEE MACH
_27th Nov, 2024
#I'm_not_perfect_but_I'm_worth_it
I'm not perfect but I'm worth it, I'm working on it, I go up, I go down, through your eyes, I see my picture, your soul perfected, believe you me, I'm trying to fit in, but demons in my spirit wakes me at night, commanding me to stray, you don't know my internal battles, I'm at war with myself
Maybe I'm still resistant to accept that you are now part of me, still holding tight to my longly fate, maybe it was planted so deep, with it's roots still echoing to cores of my soul, maybe I'm afraid to let go off my demons and let your halo cleanse me
I'm far from perfection, lean closer and see how dedicated I'm trying to dismantle the walls chocking my freedom to let in, to accepting change and being one with it
No day goes by, without strangling my self to sleep, when how hard I try to be the projected light your eyes, reflects of me, it's not easy believe you me, I turn restless through the night, bashing my flaws
I fear, this golden moment with you might slip through my fingers before I win this battle in me, but believe you me I'm putting the effort and hours to walk with clear mind into our new bond
Wish you would try to listen with purpose, and hold my hand and assure me that we will fight this together, and hear you say perfect doesn't exist for to be human is to err
Wish you bear with me, as I untangle off my demons, my fears and insecurities, wish you not only understand but assure me that we are in this together, come what may
I'm not perfect but I know there's more good in me than my imperfections, and you too knows that, me taking ownerships of my flaws, it's me with one leg on the staircase to fixing myself, please don't bash me for acknowledging my flaws
I'm not perfect but worth it, I wear my flaws like crown on head, wish life came with manual to nevigate better, maybe I would align with every box in your wish list, a perfect version of me. Allow me to be your Rome, and try to build me each day, I'm fragile, I'm not perfect but I'm worth it
#Poetic_Ink
Woman use my body 2 find what they're missing
Maybe my looks are to blame
Leaning in close sniffing the cologne on my neck
Running her hand gently on my member
Her giggling as her lips touch my neck
Her arms wrapping around me
Not because I am available
But because she need 2 find something inside herself
Maybe she feels stressed....
Maybe something inside was lost...
Maybe life is too much sometimes.....
Maybe she just needs to feel wanted......
Needing to feel the rhythm of my thrusts
The pulsing of my piece
Sliding and gliding in and out
Finding the piece of herself she was missing
Every stroke putting her together like a puzzle
My arms holding the pieces together
Her moans call out to her soul
Screaming from a mountain top
Our hips moving in sync
Our bodies intertwined
As she reaches her summit
An explosion of euphoria finds her missing pieces
We slowly untangle as bliss fades to clarity
Afterwards I am a fond memory
No worries about my feelings
I must have none
If I start all over again,
This time, will you fall in love with me?
If I play your favorite songs,
Will you find yourself lost in me?
If I call you for an evening tea,
Will you come with a bouquet of roses, carefree?
If I buy red bangles just to see you smile,
Will you wear them with pride, even just for a while?
If I wish to share my thoughts with you,
Will you stay a little longer and listen too?
If I start all over again,
This time, will you fall in love with me?
If I start a new,
Will you make me your habit too?
Your voice, I adore,
Will you sing me your favorite songs once more?
I want to watch the setting sun someday,
Will you walk beside me for a few steps that way?
I get lost in my tangled thoughts,
Will you untangle them when my mind knots?
If I start all over again,
This time, will you fall in love with me?
If I start anew,
Will you stay this time, not bid adieu?
I'm not used to having someone always near,
Will you change my habits and calm my fear?
If in anger, I tell you to leave,
Will you hold on, even when it’s hard to believe?
If I sulk over little things,
Will you be the one to end my sufferings?
If I break down and start to cry,
Will you hold on to the fears that make me shy?
I often pause while speaking my heart,
Will you listen to the silence that tears me apart?
If I start all over again,
Will you love me like a story with no end?
I want to sulk sometimes, will you come and coax me back?
When I run away from myself, will you find my track?
I’m trying to fix what’s broken within,
Will you wait for me till I find peace again?
If I can’t hold myself anymore,
Will you stand by me and fight this war?
Let’s just say we start from the beginning,
Will you complete our unfinished story and make it worth winning?
The scars on my heart, that ache and burn,
Will you heal them with your love in return?
If I come closer to you,
Will you erase the distance and make us two?
If I gather courage to place my shattered heart before you,
Will you love me once again and mend it anew?
I wonder, this time when we meet,
Will it be a new beginning, not just a fleeting beat?
But every time I hope for more,
You always end it with a soft "goodbye" at the door.
But still,
If I start all over again,
Will you love me this time...
For real?
Woven into the fibers
Of the forming child
Was the message of disdain
Unwanted, inconvenient
...must be brave
Survival is the fittest
Not babies without desire
Mothers who endure consequence
Of ignited fires
...must be brave
Anger rages like lava
Under the surface
Til the pressure erupts
Wounds heal, guilt steals
...the brave
Teenagers are the worst
With all their fears fully clothed
Destined to please the boss
Feelings must be lost in the loathe
...of the brave
Behaviors, behaviors
Buy us a favor
Please love me, if you will
I promise to be who you want
If you will never ask for the reel
...to capture the BRAVE
Written by Trudy Schrader on 10/31/2021
Note: There are some connections that are made before birth, that take a lifetime to untangle in the midst of a mangled heart.
Who are you?
Where were you?
What’s the connection?
Why now?
My mind ponders,
In figment of imagination, it wanders.
Seeking truths in riddles better left untold.
As I walked in alone,
What was the calling, unknown?
Masked in a cloak, perhaps a riddle to see,
Waiting for you to appear, to help untangle me.
What is pure joy?
What is elation?
An infant cradled in mothers’ arm,
The embrace, the warmth.
The laughter of a child,
All innocence, free from guile.
The maiden glance, the nascent word.
Phew…Effervescent beats surged within,
A fountain of joy bubbling unseen.
Your aura, brushed in hues of rainbow’s gleam.
Your vibes, as pleasant as the memory of a childhood dream.
And I stood smitten, shaken & stirred,
Awoken from the slumber, my vision blurred.
Sometimes, a lifetime is never enough,
Sometimes, a moment is magic in puff.
Sometimes, words vanish, unable to explain,
Sometimes, silence sings what the heart can’t contain.
Walking in, I didn’t know my calling,
Saying goodbye, my thoughts and feelings were sprawling.
Blessed I am to have experienced you,
Pending tale, yet untold, will follow.