The source of the tree is a communal rock.
Rock fixes the partitions against the biting storm.
Storm turns to gossips where the hearth stays one.
One stimulus of disagreement breaches the prehistoric beam.
Beam fissures and squeals as the roof initiates bending.
Bending to the quietness where the obscurities now squawk.
Squawk of the ghost in a room without light.
Light cannot spread through the glass changed into sand.
Sand is the dominion that cascades in the darkness.
Poem by Mugisho N
A crushed light ignored the barrens warped,
The portrait stretched its walled character,
Gambler garments malice of shown marked,
Wakes a loose parley of losers barked,
Drawn drank sense, of the disparager,
The darkened questioned, shaped silhouettes,
Of obscurities merit its due,
Glares moves a heap of token assets,
A lengthened armed shallowed some regrets,
Facedown with cards, the table knew,
Pictured paints like an artful dodger,
The enclosed grows taller than itself,
Outranked and owned outspoken codger,
Last-minute cribbed the homey lodger,
Marmalade sweetens right off the shelf,
A day begets a dawning nightfall,
The narrowed light cast a long shadow,
All turned their backs against the stonewall,
Except for the vague, zoned off-the-wall,
The latent unperturbed sort, John Doe.
the terrain’s more expansive here
you said, as if obscurities that had been,
moved aside so the eye
could soak in highways singing
restless blues, as if language
materialized straight from that feeling
of nowhere coupled with too many
places to be, and you can see
what you want to, blanketing the spaces
with clutter from your mind
by accident like deja vu
I keep turning mid-drive
to stare at the unusual wedding
of indifference and curiosity,
your green eyes touching even
further than the collective
of what remains enchantingly
unspoken
Light throbbing in the heart of darkness
Shakes its density and solidity
Dawn lengthening towards morning
Mops up darkness slowly
Shadows vanish
In its brightness
It rubs them off the bodies
Of men and furniture
Lion, camel, orangutan and tiger;
Light focused on cave
Clears the obscurities
Light of reason removes
The stumbling blocks of superstition
Light of knowledge conquers ignorance
Light of conscience deals with narrowness
Pushing it towards broadness and righteousness
Light broadens the narrow space of the heart
Leads it towards benevolence
Pride and prejudice, niggardliness vanish
With the white purity
Of the effulgent Divine light
The light of lights!
It hovers round us
Flashes with higher consciousness
In search of us groping in the dark
Near us comes it giving chance to embrace
Sure it is that we move pulled towards it
Let that light grace us towards fulfillment.
Suffering sautées souls
Peeling away the impurities
Revealing the obscurities
Redeeming even polishing
Character like a crystal
Creating out of clay
A great new display
Despite mud of former day
Wiped and made
Shiny and new
A pearl birthed by world
I was in a perfect gallery,
My journey could have been more weary.
I was on a trip full of unknown necessities,
I collected dirty obscurities.
I used to run the errands,
Massacre was another name for my commands.
I collected your nicknames,
They were too hasty for me to join such games.
I was in a neverland,
Worshipping you was never out of my hands.
I was on the unnamed surface,
Beneath that, you were merely a minimal face.
Your shadow was not justified by your choice,
Neverland was a home to me where you were my only voice.
Your courtesies were sometimes tiresome,
In your royal court, I was nothing but burdensome.
You do not walk on springs,
I long for you, not just because you are a living being!
You were the sole entity in that land,
Without you, it is nothing but a piece of sand!
A candle burns deep, in core of every soul,
A sacred flame, an ethereal halo of intellect,
A guide heavenly, a mystique that educates,
Defying overtures of egotism and pettiness,
A beacon of wisdom beaming rays eternal
On passage to liberty that was always there
Yet, elusive to arrogance and ignorance,
Mired in obscurities and misguided fallacies.
Soul never rests, sailing vast oceans of life,
Whether upon apex or troughs of tides
Vying shores spiritual, buoying endearment,
Inviting apathy and hubris to temple of solace
Delivering words of sermon compassionate,
Teaching of awakening and enlightenment,
Liberating from beliefs narrowly defined
Toward empathy, enriching hearts, and minds,
Transcending to rebirth of happiness divine,
In harmony with salvation, an epic realization,
An epiphany heard through angelic citations
Emanating from influences beyond transitory,
Forever missives of attainment and peace,
Embracing serenity of solitude, clarity of being,
Achieving bliss of cohesion and congruity,
Set free beyond bounds of mundane, ordinary,
Attaining divinity in realm of humanity.
If it's your purpose Father I will continue to wait patiently at times
I can't be still for your will for me will be done in your timing not
mines. When i tried to things my way it did't work you always
interceded, I couldn't see you were protecting me from myself.
The adage goes two wrong don't make it right therefore don't
point fingers at me and call me out of my name because of
insecurities you make accusations I have. Second chances my
Father has given me to be set free from my obscurities now
I'll continue to grow father for my love hasn't changed and I will
remain your same daughter even though flesh and blood often switch
around.
In this world of obscurities
Of living ghosts
lost in chimeras
Of impossible dreams
We don't understand the magic
of a dawn
Happiness that can only be felt
With pure childhood eyes
I dream my dreams
let me stay,
forever dreaming...!
One has trampled down many roads and greeted many detours and obstacles only attempt was to release and escape these webs of obscurities lured into it’s web and was transposed in many directions so bewildered and jumbled seeking one’s way of escape of obscurities. Waving the white towel of hope at obscurities’s face to convince to shed for its light of hope.
Divine instrument, is poetry
and only poetry with her magic vision,
who describes
the indescribable,
defines the indefinable,
exults the verisimilitude
of the simple, because
exceeds any limit
of the believable and the incredible
breaking the shackles
of the mysteries..
Simplifying and demystifying
the obscurities by clarifying
any and all secrets
exposing emotional beauty
of poetry...!
The yellow scraps perform a thrill during fierce storms.
The breeze turbine is a lofty pattern within local farms.
Amazed, I can spot concussive impacts in the wet stones.
Bursting a ball of fire to tackle to impel amply atones.
A golden ovoid floats through unfathomable seas.
In symbiosis, green clusters wave in the gentle breeze.
Portentous obscurities better the mighty sweep.
During this time, igniting was lit on cremated sheep.
Misty areas are evolving naturally to be wildly small.
Efficient turbines humming, the trees shriek as well.
The dappled shade of padded blossom subtly changed.
A tentative mid-year sunset will have utterly emerged.
Twirled, observing the shadow in youngster-like awe.
A rare bird split a point worm and devoured him raw.
Written: November 15, 2021
*Image of Owl Grass Mouse Predator by Pixabay.
obscurities
darkness blinks afar
inert rug fronds made alive
plumes confuse stillness
2021 October 15
To the world,
I promise to never give up
I undertake to fly high without any limitation
I avowed to do my best absconding my trepidation
And just as you know I'll never give up
I'll be as sturdy as the wind
Shine as brightly as a soaring sun
But won't be as a moon to shine in the dark depending on others
I'll be my own moon to shine in my obscurities
And just as you know I'll never give up.
The scars in my crust
The pain dormant deep inside my hub
All these will come to an end
But still it can't be forgotten as I got streaks which I can't obliterate
Whatever the outcome is I won't plug up
I'll do my best with my utmost audacity
And just as you know I'll never give up.
The breeze of silken dawn blew free,
scintillation of stars so many more to see.
Tide of time by flow in crystal serenity,
low blooming glistening deep alchemy.
Sparkling arches dispensing mirage,
eternal fountain flow of soul to soul courage.
Distinct dark blue sphere overhead,
vivid lights leaping in that grace of spread.
Realm of pleasance observing prime,
dazed vision unaware by the same.
The almightiest sensitive obscurities,
dewy dawn of timeless memories.
Gleaming wealth of open hearts confined,
longing richness in the garden of mind.
In sweet dreams and by soft gentle kiss,
eternal imprint of what we miss.
The light in that great presence and cope,
hands that feel like the glow in infants hope.
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