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Jenish Jul 2020
Alone in my thoughts, I waited on the railway bench
Oh, my muddled mind started surveying past,
Yes, it was a year ago we sat there sharing hearts
On that same bench, her reminiscence all around

Grace was her other name, a bubble of infinite grace
I heard in her every talk, strains of plaintive music,
A girl I adore a lot, an eternal love we promised to share,
But my gilded lies failed to die, and in time, my eyes failed to shine.

Oh! Is it me or her?
Who wants to break away?
Beneath the ticking clock
Again we met to wrangle.
Moment of anger..
And of ego..
At present alone I sat..
A midday sun of misery..
Alone and all alone..
These are burning clouds, silence reigns
Crowds with tranquil desires
Sky smells clove-pink of death.
Graveyard’s calling us.

She is the pony, a lone walker
Mystery lasts before dawn.
Sunlight was touching her neck hair
Moonlight wanted her to be its own,

Strolling in the wild orange meadow,
Walking on the grounds of heaven
Watching sunset on the line,
Wiggled a giant glass of wine

From the depth of lambent verdure
Whispered singing can be heard,
And these invisible stars of eternal life
Only shine at a paradise land.

Bing ban Bing boo, an eternal door opens to her,
Here is the happiness land, starry sky.
There hides a kiss, it’s the final kiss…
Bing ban Bing boo, time to her go back home,
Graveyard ‘s calling her,
And she rests in peace, an ancient stone
Sunset leads to anther sunrise, are we ready to a Farewell Walk
Vira Jun 2020
The seedling of this love...refuses to die
Lives with the only reason to make me cry
I have trampled it, scrambled it and buried it
Yet, stubbornly grows stronger every time I **** it
why does this refuse to end? I thought it was over. I buried all the memories and pretended that you were never there.
there was a life before you
there is a life after you
but why is it that I am stuck in a time that belonged to you?
Vira Jun 2020
You and me
We come and go
This river of love
it flows forever
though it flows from me to you
I am no one to stop it
It flows because it has to
Can it bridge the emptiness
that thrives between we two?
Years to come will tell
there is enough that is left
Vira Jun 2020
Without you, it is not the same
Food tastes stale, Moments seem pale
My eyes are searching Unbeknown
When I so surely know you won’t be shown
I imagine you coming along
Those days, they were like a song

Love so intense, could not have been expressed,
Realized it only when I missed
I was so lost in your eyes with no cares of time
Your beautiful light brown eyes peers into mine
As if you want to rip my Self apart and enter my soul
At that moment I feel we are united beyond the physical realm
As if your soul is descending upon mine
Two become one, Beyond the measures of space and time!
This is a tribute to someone with whom there was platonic love that could not have been expressed
Berry Blue Jun 2020
One day we’ll meet again
On the other side
You’ll take my hand and
then I’ll feel at peace again

One day we’ll meet again
I’ll pout for some seconds
For how this road has been tiring
Just like when I drove to see you

One day we’ll meet again
You’ll take my hand to eternity
I’ll be thankful for your guide
We’ll feel as one again like we did
On this physical plane
I dream of that day
George Krokos Jun 2020
The whole of the universe is like a pattern of infinite proportions
in the mind of the Eternal Creator Who is without any distortions.
_________
From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's
By the sea, we should go beloved
in a ship fashioned with the gleam of our love.

On the land, we should tread
in the glittering-gold
trails left by Eros.

In the air, we should
wallow in cloud nine
and sparkle the flames of love
in the blues of the sky.
Love isn't a fairytale.
Blissful Nobody May 2020
There's no beyond, only this.
So live a little and a little more,
In this moment of absolute truth.
Find yourself from the very begining,
There is no end in this eternal moment.

There is no becoming, only unbecoming.
Learn to unlearn and be fluid,
Flow like the wind, force like water,
This body to dust and dust to body,
Knowing your eternal form.

There no learning, only unlearning,
Memories bind you to a finite form,
Break this open and find your being,
Infinite fractals in the infinitesimal,
There is no beyond, only this.
To be
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