We spark
We spark
original poetry
Sparks falling
soar into laxity
fall into
my
hammock
my
leafpileeyes
eyes like a rug
to wipe feet on
your feet are
peripheral vision
a canyon of suns
a neon swoon
your encircled carpetorbs
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D u s t r a y
lo ok aw ay no co nt ac t
I g n o r e m e
sc iz ma tr ix so ul s
a t - o d d s
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Blaze the cipher,
higher rise than Olympus
lower than Hades, than treason.
You betrayed my ignorance,
Murdered the fool in me,
Castrated my insanity,
Made me search in flames.
For answers
for sobriety
schematics
sensations
for spirit
for sin
religions,
for zen.
My death became bread,
Crispy ghee-clouds that scream
Boiling sunshine, rice rotted
Into hobbits of putrescence,
Streets became chasms,
Sewers, courthouses.
Playgrounds, guillotines;
And beds became graves
Where I laid my relatives
To rest each day.
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Days the same
but different
Immortal
& fragile
Horrendous & pure
Beleaguered, impossible
yet sunk in a vain simplicity.
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Frozen instants
intent to burst.
implanted tension,
burrs of terraced
pyrimidal microcosms
fell from gumball trees;
ripe moons fell from figs;
fecund lizards scurried in reverse
to catch the sparks
Before they hit the
Bottom of the well.
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infinity of questioning
the eternity creaking
weldsparks blow in
breezes unseen
you wake from a nap
I go to lie down
you stand you sit
I fly into magma
you you you
not you not me
me me me
spark void
binary
fire
water
oceanflame
we we we we
we we we
we we
we
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Written by
@d-pend
10/9/17
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Thunder, tornado, nature in the madness of our thoughts. Poetry that creates, reads and writes the fate of people. Always original, Zen and Karma, fate and consciousness. Poetry that brings unique thoughts, a fantasy that expresses its future through the soul's view. Spiritually and materially, to be a man who is free, only those who are brave can do it, and you are a crazy brave my friend - @d-pend
It's almost like it's all by some brilliant chaotic design.
Indeed :)
The days are the same,
but different
Immortals
and fragile,
awful and clean,
besieged, impossible,
but sunk in vain simplicity.
It's so beautiful. And the photos are great.
Thank you so much @magnata...!
I tried to find the authors of the photos but alas, I don't know who they are to credit them.
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Fantastic poetry..💕
Thanks for your support @nomishiekh... keep up the good work with your photos :)
thanku💕
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