Kindling lamps more now on path
I wish to rejoice not to mourn.
If none cares, I talk on my own.
I am always energetic and in mirth.
Generous heart , intelligent jovial kind liberal
even on blind road travels dynamic restless-
whirling in storm while dusts flown.
Darkness prevails, soul glows on.
Restless solivagant traveller ultimate valorous wanderer !
Seeds of struggle are always sown.
Plants with leaves of action are grown.
Fruits of success left unknown, basically aimless.
As born carefree delighted enthusiastic freely grown
Comfortable in each zone.
Life runs in challenging tone.
I am walking , walking all alone.
Categories:
solivagant, how i feel, lonely,
Form: Rhyme
Me solivagant roaming and roaming
sailing my boat as lone sailor
aimless ceaseless selfless
being free from all emotional involvement,
yet I intend to anchor at doorstep of your heart,
at the end of my journey.
A strong killick has been fixed to you
which I cannot defy.
Wherever I go or how far
I float my boat,
I'm bound to be back to you .
The killick is pulling me
with its magnetic force
not letting me to go forever.
Categories:
solivagant, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Staring at her reflection in
ocular mirrors, learning my
last blessings, creeping past
poltergeists during marauder
inspections while I transcribe
her flesh on caesura, pleading
with the Pleiades for soprano
notes to stay on his alto clefs,
hanging gardens in her image
Obambulate mistress, with
Black Narcissus as my witness
Extravagant solivagant born
from river spirits, lascivious
nymphs want to hear their
voice echo in mountain cliffs
carried by arid winds to the
place the gods’ garments
ripped, convicting her Prince
Categories:
solivagant, allusion, blessing, mirror, mythology,
Form: Other
I'm solivagant
searching solace
sinking to sublime solitude
sensing soothing simple savour
of supreme serenity.
Categories:
solivagant, how i feel, solitude,
Form: Alliteration
a solivagant by nature
the need for acceptance grew
hot tears pooled
a phenomenal resilience
affording solace to others
impressive psyche tooled
esperance is the driving force
behind your enigmatic smile
in hiding betrayal you’re well schooled
Categories:
solivagant, daughter,
Form: Other
A sea of golden strands, wave as the psithurism rings
Rabbits gambol in a field, and expel a wifty nature
A furtive fox keeps a watchful eye, upon these summery beings
Hidden away from the selcouth sight, left as woebegone creature
He mumbles his way, across the field, catching the eyes of few
A little one split away from the rest, to inspect this mysterious thing
The little one rambles on and on, always beginning anew
The fox feels this one to be, an imbecile set before the king
He stops mid-drift, and raises a paw, silencing the decay of words.
Says, “you must learn when to speak, when around people like me”
The rabbit left deflated, wishing the fox’s words, he had never heard
While the fox’s solivagant journey, the harm he caused, he never did see
So with the power we wield, with words sharp as a blade,
Help those who others smite, when they are in need of desperate aid
Categories:
solivagant, animal, power,
Form: Sonnet
So it’s onward I go through the wind and the rain.
Where I stop who will know in my traveling refrain?
Wide the world to be seen; high the mountains to climb,
In the green of my roving time.
Cloudy skies, glowing sun, moon and stars overhead,
Waterfall, river run, grassy mattress for my bed—
From the summer to spring, autumn leaves turning gold,
I shall sing till my story’s told.
Winter chill in the air, hard a landlord to bear,
For the cost of the frost— it can bite.
Still the splendors abound— angel fields, virgin ground,
When the snow paints the pastures white.
Solitude for a friend till the long journey’s end,
When my heart isn’t ever so lonely.
Can there be someone there, with a life I can share,
Who will find me the one and only?
~ Harley White
[Song lyrics to music of “Bouree” in E Minor, by Johann Sebastian Bach]
Categories:
solivagant, adventure, beauty, desire, feelings,
Form: Verse
Seeds sown, still,
no blooming love,
seems I couldnt nurture
you enough,
so while my seeds
remain ungrown
I'll be the one, wandering alone
You burden me with
false happiness,
then expect me to breathe
beneath the mess,
so while my needs
remain unknown,
I'll be the one, wandering alone
Can't make sense
of fake sensations
liquid dreams
cant be foundations,
so while you weigh up
sand and stone
I'll be the one, wandering alone.
Categories:
solivagant, lonely, lost love, me,
Form: Rhyme