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Elami Zuberi Poem
The sun opens her eyes behind a roseate veil,
her aubade harmonizing with Argus-eyed blackbirds
as it rises to a crescendo, staring in her husband’s
cratered eyes, ready to relieve him of his watch over the
world’s children so he can attend to their parents —
that is, the cosmic bodies that collided to create them; the
sacred alchemy.
He lifts her honey veil; a goodnight kiss he hopes to reenact
eternally, the aeons circling anniversaries as if liesegang
rings. She looks back, her flint knife eyes flashing violently.
“This fierce face is a facade,” he thinks, seeing her tremulous
expression, lips quivering in anticipation; a holy seduction
— that is, the ancient and sui generis matrimonio of
gods.
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jagged heart hidden
behind hazelnut stone
wicked riddles rolling
inside angelic lips,
petite powerful tongue
connect our souls
my milian, mermaid
princesses don’t belong
under water forever;
even angels rebel
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Black butterflies flutter through the courtyard carelessly,
their folly flitting through variegated foliage, creating
worlds so breathtaking so as to not be real, just as
imperial belladonna bows in reverence to Mother,
thankful for the necrotic nectar that will soon
be on their dying breath
Black butterflies drink turtle's tears to race streetlights
past yellow tape, the words that read "Do Not Cross"
a foreign language for anthromorphs with velvet eyes
on their back, giving insider views, behind the lines
declining the advances of bluebonnets, fixated
on Iris's crescent wings
Black butterflies are sticklers about their traditions,
many may even call them creatures of habit, but
they progressed their ideas about chrysalises
after watching their cousins crawling out of
cocoons, knowing there's no better way to
live than in spun silk
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Serried spirits walk on the wind
Paratrooper raindrops collecting courage before descent
Imbibed by your paints, tasting life in your landscape
Heart ablaze, my fantasies have been conquered
Village pillaged by an army of one
Glimmer of my eye tucked in by evening sun
Assigned to your omphalos, war drums curvet
At your touch, I evaporate into song
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Looking into your eyes
I saw stardust forming into galaxies
and I wondered if The Grand Architect
felt the same wonder when it looked at its Creation
How the starlight danced off the planet’s rings
supernovae painted the Open with its Phoenician palette
suns bubbled and burst with passion
comets streaked as if with purpose
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Roaring African Diamond, Rolling Thunder, Beloved Warrior—
Cotton’s Violent Cr-owner craving Tougher, Blacker Pickers
praying Brother, Sisters, Mothers, Fathers couldn’t recover
Delight, Comfort, Dignity, Respect, Fortune, Majesty… covered
Blinded Visions, Inhuman Vitriol flowing through Uncivil
Society. Grander Savages casting Shallow Shadows; Ignoble
Secrets. Darkest Templar, Limited Freedom belongs Nowhere.
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Cleopatra,
I investigate your eyes
through Nile mist that weaves,
jade butterflies that never fly
sable tresses hanging over leopards
bole skin on the border of Venusian dreamcatchers
Gilded diadems dance as burned suns
radiate from golden flakes of your crown
lightning demarcating the border between genius
— and ambition
wars are fought easier than your heart is won;
Cupid grieves your connections
Great men fear being made lesser by You
She of the God-like Mind
made Immortal for her Wise Counsel
I’m no prisoner of Fear nor Envy
nor Love
only Fate & Chance
Passionate war’s trompe-l’œil
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I surpassed father
though the path was treacherous
and filled with mirrors
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This paralyzing dream inebriates me,
intoxicated by Death’s perfume
seductive eidolon, her stare flirtatious
phantoms in the shadows of my tomb
I don’t believe I’m here to battle
demons, I’m here to keep them
safe and sacred, reach them
toward’s Heaven’s skies, raise and
teach them about Heaven’s signs
Is it sacrilegious and blasphemous
or the way God would treat
Creation?
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Kahleah prayed I rose from a lala,
prayed I grant her wishes and
replace her father, prayed on
my soul like Kikyo, prayed I
upgrade her to a Mercedes;
she’s tired of her Impala
I preyed on her conflict, preyed
on her lack of confidence, preyed
on her weakness, then created
Wonders
I warmed her silver
winter tundra in golden
orbs, spun slender
springs and softer
summers, now her
guard’s falling with
her brazier, is there
a posture in her
posture, can I trust
the feelings that she
fosters?
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Peering into a pair of eyes
I saw the sun explode
The line between life and death’s inside
from all angles
Vermillion clouds decorate the aether
A voice is strangled in the cold
Raindrops shuffle my vision
I see your moonlit neckline
Bellissima archeia nera
Twinkling down Jacob’s Ladder
from Heaven’s Gate
With hallowed intentions
On winter days, summer nights
I drink spirits
from your celestial solstice
Breathing deep under your waters
Searching for a higher power
Finding it in Your image
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