Silence

Surreptitiously taming the
Inner beast,
Luring the disarry
Into a woundless peace.
Silence, in the middle of
The roads that have ceased
To sleep.

Moira

Blended the opposites,
And sanity was tamed,
Living among the
Pandering sycophants;
Love and life remains
The charade of the lands.
We stay here –
Mastering faces
Over the shadows of the sun,
We flow with the wind, far away. 。

Iridescent light and impossibly dark,
Rise to form the fate as we know
Amidst the order, a chaotic game
Time and time again, yet
Moira – the fate remains untamed. 。

Human

Walking with no expression. °

Changing shades
Like the rhythm of the sky,
Yet –
The blurry glass
Reflects each hidden jar
Of the unrest past. °

Each sentence
Deconstructed.
Overthinking.
Who am I? °

In the clasp of the call
Beyond the insipid scars;
Tenacious beings of the stars
Smiling, to rise from each fall
Again and again.
Unbridled kindness
Stitching one to all.
Simply inspiring
With each passing hour. °

Myriad

Sparkling lights
Spirited away tonight,
Wandering the streets,
With chaos that never ceases –
An unexpected tranquility,
On the day of Christmas Eve,
A myriad of dreams
Wound in one breathless destiny.

December

The wind to my soul
Sways with the light
To turn me whole
‘Tis a wondrous night
Of hues – I could elope
With the little star
That holds my hope,
The minds spar
And succumb to a drunken glow
Dear December, may the cheers
Past sunset flow. •

Fire 3: Light

This festive season
The crackling rises
In synchronous tides,
Warmth and wonder
Reclaim their stride.
Passing the stories –
With the jolly crowd,
Tap your feet to the aster loud.
Love, my sweet,
The lights are back to town.

Maya: incomplete

Note: Read this poem with an open mind and it might just tell you your story.

Past of the wooden doors and poignant panes,
To the everlasting lands of flora and fae,
In an island and a forest with an
Enchanting waterfall,
leaves abode,
Afloat as the dew dwindles down
From the hearth in the clouds.

She rises from the depths of dawn,
Enamored by the splatter of silvery sparkle
Of the twilight, and long
Caught in this tangle
Of the lignin and green – but
Oh! She can barely breathe,
The whispers of time
And the remnants of lips
Moving past –

The lands may be far past these cerulean seas,
But the memories linger on
Like the wandering light
Amidst the Northern dreams.

Totality

Dedicated to South Carolina and the Solar Eclipse 2017

Engulfed in these shadows
The wrathful winds change their pace,
The lights turn their facades,
As magic annihilates the skies,
Sunset in the midst of those who reside,
Sparkling flares in the midst of the tides;
Come, feel the Spring
Amidst the summer
In these lands where
Life is silenced
And renewed
The truth fiddling past the shadows
Totality, in your heart and soul,
Totality, the one reborn.

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