I detest a late appointment, be it love or business,
on the breath of the Trafalgar,
and with Nelson peering down at such looseness
on the revered Square, teeming with man and pigeons.
Imagine being on surveillance from such dizzying height!
Give me a break and come early,
Before Big Ben, the lone cockerel of London,
Crows with that huge metallic tone,
Ushering in dawn and her smiling, smouldering light.
Meet me at the Trafalgar with a bouquet of flowers
And I will come with a white, fluttering pennant.
Let the match for love and peace begin.
A gem more precious than gold
A supreme treasure in this world
Its brilliance is hard to see
No one, not even you or me.
It’s in my soul’s fathomless deep
In profound reflections creep
I feel its ardor love in silent hymn
I hear its voice as I speak to Him.
A calming balm that heals, peels
Its passionate scent pacifies, reels
A fervid rubdown alleviating my stress
Drifting to constraints’ looseness.
Oh, spiritual gem residing inside
You give me strength, you’re my guide
Your light shines zealously forever
An indivisible link to my Heavenly Father.
looseness the bowels
analogy poems words
all allegory
Aum- the sound of universe..
Short summer gave a delicate hue to the enchanting overflowing unborn..
there to my left I saw the horizon clean
and undoubtedly smelled the transparent air
So collected for years..
I saw myself sleeping straight on the waves of the ocean below
And curls running across my flowing hair..
Gripped in the sound of 'Aum',
I felt the softness of the curly bubbles breezing into my quiet skin..
the looseness I saw swinging and swimming all through the ocean and the universe victimized..
Breaking the breath in one jerk,
my conscience revealed the pureness in the pure
and sacrifice pictured,
the white in the bright and
unvoiced, uncorded, unborn witnessed !
Rashmi Pitre (published n copyright work)
??Today I roamed your district
I saw nothing of you in the taverns, valleys, and fight yards
Where has your loose soul drawn you
That looseness that so cuts absolutes
You were my closeness, my attache
I loved you like that
Beyond the the steeps that were your happiness
For I loved you beyond yourself
You were my drowning melody
That sweet thing that kills
I go down loving you
And I stay up loving the feeling of your bittersweetness
That's all I have to say
Dunno where you are, dead or in Jupiter
But if death's taken you
I'll love that death just to go to you.
JULIET
Your long black hair, set in a velvet bow
Your well set shoulders tell me all I know
That you and I are no betoken age
As you take your bounding place upon my stage
So glad your grace, so lovely you of limb
That counting clans of discord does not dim
Your radiant eye, your gentleness of touch
Which show how I need you and how much
I read your looks with love in every line
Dream all night, and in your arms incline
Such gentleness and looseness all is won
Our beleaguered families need you as a sun
So much so, that you and I are all
The world needs to cleanse it of its gall.
I sit, think; catch a quick wink as the ship sinks.
My instinct is to lip sync till the slip’s pink.
Can’t win fights when my chin swipes reach only shin height.
And when kin likes taking Schwinn bikes to my wind pipe.
It’s useless. I’m an aloof spruce, I’m fruitless.
The looseness of nooses is becoming a nuisance.
Screw this. Hope has gone the way of the dodos.
I pack my bindle full of beans and hop a train with the hobos.
wounds bounded in these chains, no looseness in this cord,
i cry out in distress, while there is no rest, i cannot take this anymore,
i want to please you, lord in all i say and do,
but why does it seem when i try to change the harder i search for you,
to change my life,
change everything to please you,
when you already have told me i'll never leave you,
where in this relationship, one can always count on the other,
he says you can't do this on your own, so don't even bother,
forget about it, and grab ahold of me,
lean in close to me and i'll show you,
love has no chains, its free of its bounds,
listen to me, look around,
pain will always try to grip you away,
but i will teach you love sees through these horrible ways,
it overcomes,
its an overpass to the other side,
you cannot run from sin, you cannot hide,
a searching for what?
for ultimate perfection?
but my darling, can't u see i am your redemption
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