Precarious

A chaotic statis,
In the tranquil mayhem.
A stronghold,
Ever so bound.

With breathless silence,
Still, we watch on –
The moment suspended and
Passing between the spaces
Between the million faces,
The wanderer remains
Still.

A wishful comfort,
With trepidation at large;
A lingering truce,
While the reverberations last.

Author’s Note: Time and time again, I am reminded that life is rather precarious. Everything can change within seconds, and so, every second is precious. How do you make a difference in your tiny corner? How do you make a difference within yourself? We may be, but a tiny speckle in the universe or in the grand scheme of things. But as my favorite fictional character said: there is no one in this world who isn’t important. So, how are you today?

Wishes

Wandering while
Wavering with the wind;
Burning in the darkness,
Whispering desire –
The light ever rescinding
And aglow, where
The shadows call.

The hope to be immortal,
The gold shroud to love
Or seek a simple sound
For a wish
To be forever bound.

Within

Freestyle: Within

Gasping,
Every second with the ever present
Choices and confusion.

Pundits of perfection,
Fumbling under flailing pretense;
Gasping –
Without any direction,
Surrender,
To the shackles and be free.

But.

The haste within
Sometimes diminishes;
Yet, a single instance,
When the soul wanders past
The chains of the past.
The unknown awaits
Gasping,
Every second with the ever present
Choices and confusion,
Rising and falling,
Persevere from within.

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Talisman

Lend me your heart,
And I will whisper
The wonder,
That the world couldn’t fathom;
With clasped hands
As we wander
Into nothingness,
But it is nothing less –
A place, where the tainted soul
Can grow the flowers
Untamed and innocent –
A little love,
And we will last.
My Talisman.

Shades of Green

Open your heart,
As the waves come crashing,
Soothe the strikes,
With this shade everlasting –
The green, forever forgiving.

Seldom grips your rationality,
This beautiful love
Of the green seething.
Blend it with a mix of yellow and trust,
Bountiful shall your life be as such.

In the middle of the night,
The magic flows with this wondrous green,
Stay and grasp, the surreptitious little charmer,
In this time and the next,
The green parades like the will of Gods.

Tranquility

The mixing of the green,
Admonishes the words,
As we speak,
Hear the whispers of the wind;
The secrets of the stream.
Surrender your petrifying nightmares,
Plunge in the madness of eternal glee.

The clouds change shapes,
A lioness and a girl in a disarray;
The concoction of Opposites stay,
And in it, you may find your solace.

In this wooden house with willful vows,
Open your mind and hither rest your soul.

Lullaby

Whisk her away this second,
To the lands non-existent;
In her dreams of cerulean and yellows,
The mighty white melds away into the meadows
Of green, glistening little rascals,
Splattered in dollops with those castles
Of starry night and summer skies,
With the snowy lands and spring on the other side,
Good morning beautiful,
Cherish the mask of love, bountiful.

Breath of Life

Her summer has arrived,
All hail the return of the magi,
The guardian angel standing at the gates of hell,
To pull her away from the dark rimmed cell,
We are here, basking in the sunlight,
White flowers and all, it will be all right,
This is the song for she has taken a breath of life.

Innocent

A little whisperers turn to bow,
The shades of red and yellows resound,
Past the tornado swirls,
Hope pops up with a twirl,
The rainbow after dark,
Sunshine past the mark,
The longer the days,
The lasting innocents prevail.

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