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Poe

He mourned the loss of his love, on whose 
support his soul’s survival had come to desperately
rely:  Lenore!~ the only one less judging of his irrational, 
often self-destructive, passionate nature, committed
to loyally embrace and nurture his celebratory poetic genius.  Oh!~
his tormented heart yearned, hopelessly sought 
the peace, the rest, the comfort, an out

But as the days of Noah were Matthew 24:37-39

"But as the days of Noah were, so shall the coming of the Son of Man be.
"For as in the days before the flood, they were eating and drinking, marrying
and be given in marriage, until the days that Noah entered the ark, 
(Gen. 7:1,7 cross ref) "and did not know until the flood came and

The wood nymph

Through the breeze driven fluttering foliage
sunlight licks lasciviously upon her skin.
Through the diaphanous dress that surrounds her
it warms her as her frenzied frolic begins.

In her rarefied rapture she prances,
ending sublime stasis from the night before
when suitor satyrs did woo her,
a legend legacy from days of yore.

Now alone in her wandering woodland
she dances dangerously close to

A simple act of

Left again to watch
the sun's red demise,
wandering eyes turned 
to the west
and ponder anew
what destiny lies
were fate but to offer her best.

Left again to sow
the sinners desire,
a wandering archetype
of lust,
to follow a path that
Aphrodite inspires,
withholding only her trust.

Left again to reap
in impossible haste
the spoiled fruits of his dreams,
insistent
on one more ambrosial taste
to silence the sounds

MORNING LIGHT

       
    Man must live with enough, not
with the exorbitant...
We need to be happy
with the happiness of others
around us... thus,
we will live in peace...
But first of all, we need
to have the courage to live in peace!
Distributing is not impoverishing ourselves
materially to help
those who are wronged... doing

Becoming

Your Divine Spirit is an open book of spontaneous reference. I have met people who seldom read the bible...yet, most every word they speak and action they take, is Biblically correct. Am I saying, no need to read the bible? Absolutely not -- if a sense of emptiness, loneliness, dissatisfied existence, read, devour, savor! With

The silence between the words

I love the silence between words, because when I’m talking to her,
every time she stutters, my heartbeat waits for her words to make me alive again.
Every time she looks at me, I think that maybe she’s the one.
Every time I confess my love for her, her silence between the words makes me feel important.

Was she

It's Not About Cigarettes

Some days, I’m still fighting the urge to light a cigarette—missing those rippling ribbons of smoke and the way they would uncoil in the dark, humid air. I’ve been coughing so much lately, and my lungs will hardly expand for any air that isn’t polluted at the source. I’ve been hacking up my lungs, and

I had that stone

I was looking at a dying man who was asking me for a stone I had in my pocket. He wanted it to survive, but he was a sinner—because a book said he made fun of people and abused them. I watched him grow pale and wondered: should I help him because of his situation,

GOOD MORNING SOUL

GOOD MORNING SOUL  next

Good morning soul,
Today, I’m going to write
You a poem my mind
Suggested to me last night.

Relax, my soul,
This poem will be
One of joyous tears
Of the two sons, I miss;
Sons that gave me such bliss:-

This poem flows itself with keloid 
Memories of those loving times,
Canvassing how God could
Could have so pleasingly 
Wanted them

Poetry

It's when I feel you
I let you be.
Swift, twirling sound in air,
You come like a thief in the night.
Your days of coming are unknown.
When will you whisper
Whisper the words of victory
To punch hills, notch, and porch,
Go north, east, south, and west,
And make Everest my home?
Oh, whisper the swift, twirling sound
'Cause it's when I feel you,
I

Retail Therapy

I have never heard my mother express her love for my father. 
Perhaps after having seven children, she lacked the energy to articulate those sentiments. 

Many women convey their emotions through their unique forms of expression. I find myself questioning whether it was unwise to have loved someone deeply. 
I composed a piece reflecting on

The Masnavi of Giti and Saeed - Footnotes and Glossary Part two

Cultural and Social Terms

Idol: In Persian poetry, often refers to the beloved, particularly one who is non-Muslim. The term carries complex connotations of forbidden desire and spiritual challenge.

Veil: Refers both to the physical head covering and the metaphysical veil between the material and spiritual worlds in Sufi thought.

Fate's Wheel: The wheel of fortune or destiny

The Masnavi of Giti and Saeed - Footnotes and Glossary Part one

Literary and Cultural Terms

Masnavi (also Mathnawi): A classical Persian poetic form consisting of rhyming couplets with a continuous narrative. The most famous example is Rumi's Masnavi-ye Ma'navi (Spiritual Couplets), a foundational work of Sufi literature.

Saqi (also Saqi): The cupbearer or wine-server in Persian poetry, often a beautiful youth who serves wine at gatherings. In Sufi

IN THE WAKE OF POLITICAL RENDERINGS

IN THE WAKE OF POLITICAL RENDERINGS   

In today’s diabolical
Political renderings,
Let’s not be like
Naked sage trees:
Leaves and fruits rotting
In unjust, bigoted political dirt:-
Rather, today let’s spring into life
And be like un-cocooned butterflies,
Soaring free and prepared as ought to be:
Pollinating flowering life with justice and equality:-
And like hived bees, let’s be about the honey flowing
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