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Jose Vazquez Poem
Making light within appear
need be passed the empirical,
making it stay permanently,
is a true miracle.
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2022
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For all the good ever done
while remaining in the shadows,
granted be entrance to the place
where all begins, non-existence.
For to see the total scheme of things
is well beyond human domain.
Allowed be a moment
with those once known,
who have honorably returned
from the descent and are now
Lords of causes.
Erase just once this sense of shame,
allowed be passage beyond the void,
make this attempt trigger their mercy
and help to bring me back to me.
Allow me to gaze into their eyes
and see the ever present flame
of their two souls joined as one.
Permission be granted to ask,
how they managed not being fooled
by the glare of false light
so totally dominates existence.
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2022
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Jose Vazquez Poem
Regardless of the ever slow and piercing passage of more than two centuries, her sapphire eyes still remain encrusted in my memory, like precious gems on an ancient fallen crown.
Only fractures and scars remain of the come-and-go parades of fabricated love, which served only as the ground to sow the seeds of my own desolation.
Like a hand grasping thorns, is the stigma of knowing the punishment of her absence has not yet ended, and that I again, will not have in this life her guidance, her light and presence.
Images flecked with dust twirl in my mind, to the rhythm of the arrhythmia of my eternally consternated heart.
As if conspiring, time managed to abrogate all its forgiving powers and magical healing, although I admit that the constant remembering of her love, like a refreshing ever flowing brook, has always been the very best of every day in each life, briefly relieving my withered and shattered spirit.
Losing myself in the memory of the thousand details of her Venus like beauty, gives me life, flares up my senses and wafts me through the swirling smoke of hours burnt.
Clinging on passionately and frantically to the memory of the essence of her loving way, I am momentarily able to perceive this empty world, as paradise.
I miss the way her soul breathed, and how every time it gently approached mine, I´d be engulfed by the violet halo of her auric light, taking me to heaven here on earth.
I remember the glory embodied in her poised grin, as she realized how I became bewitched when she described with her mellifluous voice, details of the impossible love she felt for me.
I miss her intriguing yearning for the science of the pneuma, and the amazing knowledge she possessed about the laws that rule the merging of souls. She taught me that love conceived thus, is the only force that governs and transcends the infinite, inheriting the power to enrich life wherever it may be.
I miss her intense urge to make me a better person, despite knowing just how difficult it would be.
An unforgivable mistake from my part, left her without option, forcing her to remove me from the magnificence of her life, leaving me adrift between the jaws of the three mysteries of time, and into the hands of living death.
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2022
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Jose Vazquez Poem
The dimmest portion
Of a brighter light be I
Trapped in a miasmic
Cloud of misconceptions
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2022
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Jose Vazquez Poem
Between light and shadow
Existence´s walked
Tiresome and obligated symbiosis
Wretched war bewildered heart
Sprung out from depths unknown
Desire to exist craving to be
Thrives in the split engulfed in haze
And with impeccable dare
Steers the gift of life with negligence
Not matter route nor speed
Consequence lays ignored
Self-deceit must endure
Rare moments of unseen defiance
Dragged by currents of obscure clarities
Try in vain to reach the shores
Gasping for life’s significance
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2021
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Jose Vazquez Poem
Wings of silent pristine perception
Glide through and over
Infinite fields and states of vibration
Noumenal and phenomenal
Shaken is the ground of being
Volatile conceives
Unity diversified
Nothing is what seems
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2023
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Exist I wanted
So I did
Existence unfolds
Before the eye
Too fast to grasp
So much to see
Long and longer
It has been
Before is realized
Only a fraction
Of my entire self
Came to be
Hopeful the rest remains
Trust bestowed on me
Won't be betrayed
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2023
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Jose Vazquez Poem
Consumed are days and nights
By this lacerating lingering longing
To return triumphant to the source of all
Existence is a high price to pay
To come to terms
With what in essence we are
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2024
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Jose Vazquez Poem
Black of night a journey disguised
Daring venture to go pass the stars
Ripping all´s been said in charts
Coming to terms with all despised
Black of night questions who you are
A chance to leave the old self behind
Becoming renewed when dawn arrives
To face the sun and not go blind
Breathing-in the black of night
Secret chambers of the heart ignites
Self-induced numbness burnt be
Never again falsely define me
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2022
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Until it is willed otherwise
Ever concerned with death
Only this body need be
Unlike the immortal Essence
That I am
And only by my very self
The thorough grasp
Of this fact can be achieved
Either here in the world
Of fleeting nature
Or there where reality
May have no need of form
Copyright © Jose Vazquez | Year Posted 2023
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