Submissions by AaronBraveHeart (Boyana Popova)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello! My name is Boyana. I love the sense of mystery, fantasy and magic; also the scent of exotic faraway places, especially the tropics and jungle temples. I love feeling holy and cold like the air of an early morning sorrowful Catholic cathedral.
DARK POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 8:35pm
27th Nov 2024 8:35pm
In memoriam of Eerie
Some feelings give us the illusion
they will last forever the same.
It is a misleading conclusion
that you will always remain
present among us, online,
the NaPoWriMo supervising
adding abundant lines
of quality poetry and analyzing
in beautiful comments,
enriching the community,
your gifted moments
... seemed so immune to it.
Thank you for your heritage here.
The Deep Underground of Poetry.
Your trace cannot be repeated but shared
between us members, in your loving memory.
I wish I could...
they will last forever the same.
It is a misleading conclusion
that you will always remain
present among us, online,
the NaPoWriMo supervising
adding abundant lines
of quality poetry and analyzing
in beautiful comments,
enriching the community,
your gifted moments
... seemed so immune to it.
Thank you for your heritage here.
The Deep Underground of Poetry.
Your trace cannot be repeated but shared
between us members, in your loving memory.
I wish I could...
#death
#grief
#IMissYou
#memorial
#NaPoWriMo2024
96 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 5:23pm
27th Nov 2024 5:23pm
My "Ea" Series: Chapter III. The Great Music of Creation (continuation - 2)
(...)
The Ainur gathered in a choir,
each a master of a Sound,
some sang deeper, some did higher,
to the Choice of Music Bound.
For they uttered their Music,
the Symphony of Life in Colour.
they Filled the Void with Cubic
expressions of an inner Lore.
The Emptiness ceased to be devoid.
Now it was alive and emanating,
echoing fractals unveiling in Astroids,
Sacred Geometry Circles creating.
The Glory of their Song was Hailing
before Eru, their Father of the Form.
Never after was heard such a...
The Ainur gathered in a choir,
each a master of a Sound,
some sang deeper, some did higher,
to the Choice of Music Bound.
For they uttered their Music,
the Symphony of Life in Colour.
they Filled the Void with Cubic
expressions of an inner Lore.
The Emptiness ceased to be devoid.
Now it was alive and emanating,
echoing fractals unveiling in Astroids,
Sacred Geometry Circles creating.
The Glory of their Song was Hailing
before Eru, their Father of the Form.
Never after was heard such a...
#apocalypse
#evil
#God
#JRRTolkien
#morality
73 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Oct 2024 10:31am
6th Oct 2024 10:31am
Children are our Hope
Children are the brightest light,
Their blueprint is divine and pure.
they have the gift of clear sight,
they are the future's cure.
Guardian angels, protecting the youth,
please pour your cozy affection;
through their crystal spine so smooth
you establish their I AM protection.
We love the innocent kids,
smiling with stars in their eyes,
let's nourish the spiritual needs
of their curious belief in the skies.
Let's introduce the Aum sound to them.
Let's teach them to trust God from the start.
Let's fuel...
Their blueprint is divine and pure.
they have the gift of clear sight,
they are the future's cure.
Guardian angels, protecting the youth,
please pour your cozy affection;
through their crystal spine so smooth
you establish their I AM protection.
We love the innocent kids,
smiling with stars in their eyes,
let's nourish the spiritual needs
of their curious belief in the skies.
Let's introduce the Aum sound to them.
Let's teach them to trust God from the start.
Let's fuel...
#children
#family
#God
#love
#SelfDiscovery
83 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
21st Sep 2024 10:59am
21st Sep 2024 10:59am
My "Ea" Series: Chapter III. The Great Music of Creation
Hence, the Mighty Ainur gathered.
The hierarchy building the forms.
What was the idea of their Father?
They were silent, gathered, uniform.
Hearts trembling with divine inspiration,
expectations without rushed shapes,
they knew no disappointing divination,
just the Aumic sound, God's pace.
Eru Iluvatar, an authority to listen,
knew their hearts and their fate,
yet choices and willpower's decision
shape the scenarios that nucleate.
He raised his two arms to the sky,
shaping the arc of the rainbow,
and the...
The hierarchy building the forms.
What was the idea of their Father?
They were silent, gathered, uniform.
Hearts trembling with divine inspiration,
expectations without rushed shapes,
they knew no disappointing divination,
just the Aumic sound, God's pace.
Eru Iluvatar, an authority to listen,
knew their hearts and their fate,
yet choices and willpower's decision
shape the scenarios that nucleate.
He raised his two arms to the sky,
shaping the arc of the rainbow,
and the...
#God
#JRRTolkien
#music
#spiritual
#universe
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Jul 2024 4:55pm
15th Jul 2024 4:55pm
My "Ea" Series: Chapter II. The Ainur's Acoustic Adjustment
How could it possibly be conveyed
how gratitude of first breath thrilled;
eyes unlocked the soul's own faith
that itself slowly inspired revealed.
Coming into being for the first time.
Despite the homogenous past
where nothingness was entwined
with the Flame's immortal blast.
A bit of a pain, wasn't it?
To become a spark of a monad.
For birth would also permit
nostalgia of oblivion in God.
The first thought of the I AM,
a diamond descending double spirals,
while past's nothingness was... hm? ...
how gratitude of first breath thrilled;
eyes unlocked the soul's own faith
that itself slowly inspired revealed.
Coming into being for the first time.
Despite the homogenous past
where nothingness was entwined
with the Flame's immortal blast.
A bit of a pain, wasn't it?
To become a spark of a monad.
For birth would also permit
nostalgia of oblivion in God.
The first thought of the I AM,
a diamond descending double spirals,
while past's nothingness was... hm? ...
#God
#JRRTolkien
#patience
#spiritual
#universe
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Jul 2024 4:53pm
15th Jul 2024 4:53pm
My "Ea" Series: Chapter I. The Flame Imperishable
I am initiating an entire series, which I shall post under the "Ea" title.
It will concern Tolkien's Universe and it will be an interpretative "essay" in poetic style as to how I perceive the mechanism behind Creation within his Lore.
The Flame Imperishable is Immortal.
Ever shifting and evasive but the Centre.
It is The Law within three Circles Verbal,
intersected, causing Life of the Inventor.
"Let there be Light!"
uttered The Father, our God.
The Word through his Might,
he birthed as his Son;...
It will concern Tolkien's Universe and it will be an interpretative "essay" in poetic style as to how I perceive the mechanism behind Creation within his Lore.
The Flame Imperishable is Immortal.
Ever shifting and evasive but the Centre.
It is The Law within three Circles Verbal,
intersected, causing Life of the Inventor.
"Let there be Light!"
uttered The Father, our God.
The Word through his Might,
he birthed as his Son;...
#astronomy
#God
#JRRTolkien
#spiritual
#universe
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0 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th Jun 2024 3:14pm
19th Jun 2024 3:14pm
Abraham
I was not aware of the strange ideal
that's motivated me since childhood,
I wouldn't dare to touch the seal,
and I wouldn't do it, if I could.
Let my curiosity remain
in the days of reckless behaviour.
There was wisdom behind my bane;
Now my ways don't cross that door.
I've seen the terror of the cursed.
I've worshipped, cluelessly insane.
It could have gotten worse...
I won't forget the sleepless pain.
I've become beyond healed and blessed.
The door, I don't want to even be near it.
In light...
that's motivated me since childhood,
I wouldn't dare to touch the seal,
and I wouldn't do it, if I could.
Let my curiosity remain
in the days of reckless behaviour.
There was wisdom behind my bane;
Now my ways don't cross that door.
I've seen the terror of the cursed.
I've worshipped, cluelessly insane.
It could have gotten worse...
I won't forget the sleepless pain.
I've become beyond healed and blessed.
The door, I don't want to even be near it.
In light...
#confessional
#mystery
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
207 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jun 2024 12:51pm
19th Jun 2024 12:51pm
The Sun
No question, the Sun is my best friend.
Nourishing my hungry essence.
In my dreams, full of ghoulish dead ends,
I always reach out to your fluorescence.
You witness my entire sinful shame.
You burn all the dirt that's within me;
Your sphere's observed all human games;
your ages of wisdom; please, forgive me.
Vedic hymns containing the Word
glorify Surya's golden spinning flame.
Angelic wings are framing him; guards;
My medulla conducts its starry fame.
selfless, humble and masculine,
Our Sun is meditating for...
Nourishing my hungry essence.
In my dreams, full of ghoulish dead ends,
I always reach out to your fluorescence.
You witness my entire sinful shame.
You burn all the dirt that's within me;
Your sphere's observed all human games;
your ages of wisdom; please, forgive me.
Vedic hymns containing the Word
glorify Surya's golden spinning flame.
Angelic wings are framing him; guards;
My medulla conducts its starry fame.
selfless, humble and masculine,
Our Sun is meditating for...
#dawn
#dreams
#God
#Hindu
#sun
121 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Mar 2024 9:26am
21st Mar 2024 9:26am
Heart Craves Home
Silently, a girl is reading,
how to love and how to serve,
is her heart profoundly bleeding?
Surely, she has a nerve.
Her vision is floating
above castles of light,
covering in overcoating
her heart against the dark.
Shields aren't effective,
compared to the Agni Fire,
pain is still infective
underneath illusions dire.
She reads of karma's ways.
The insight, hovering, lands
on her head, a victorious day,
let Agni burn deceptive plans.
A time of trial has commenced.
A silent test...
how to love and how to serve,
is her heart profoundly bleeding?
Surely, she has a nerve.
Her vision is floating
above castles of light,
covering in overcoating
her heart against the dark.
Shields aren't effective,
compared to the Agni Fire,
pain is still infective
underneath illusions dire.
She reads of karma's ways.
The insight, hovering, lands
on her head, a victorious day,
let Agni burn deceptive plans.
A time of trial has commenced.
A silent test...
#love
#God
#Christian
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
243 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th Mar 2024 9:50am
18th Mar 2024 9:50am
Eru The Ilúvatar
Father Sabaoth loved from the Sky,
transcendental empty Creation.
Directing the circle's Cube, Alive,
he had In Thought a Preparation.
Why should he shape it all,
gifting alone lack of meaning?
His sphere of action is the Law.
"Elohim!" he uttered, winning.
The Flame Imperishable ignited,
at the centre of Netzach's membrane,
The Makers of Form He United,
Life's Outpouring Nexus reigned.
The Creator and Sustainer of Perfection,
Hierarch of The Elohim The Twelve,
Divine Directors...
transcendental empty Creation.
Directing the circle's Cube, Alive,
he had In Thought a Preparation.
Why should he shape it all,
gifting alone lack of meaning?
His sphere of action is the Law.
"Elohim!" he uttered, winning.
The Flame Imperishable ignited,
at the centre of Netzach's membrane,
The Makers of Form He United,
Life's Outpouring Nexus reigned.
The Creator and Sustainer of Perfection,
Hierarch of The Elohim The Twelve,
Divine Directors...
#God
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#mystery
#JRRTolkien
168 reads
16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2023 5:53pm
22nd Nov 2023 5:53pm
Lonely
I miss you, nothing else to say.
Siberia's the heating of my heart.
Why was it impossible to stay?
To give us a fresh new start.
I guess I have to stay alone.
Your place is always there.
In fact, my chest contains a stone,
its pulsations I can't bear.
I depend on myself now.
I drew my force from you.
I have to go on but how?
I really .... have no clue.
It's sad to be alone.
Feeling lonely burdens me.
We won't really have a home,
where will I even be?
I had a purpose and a dream.
Now the wind...
Siberia's the heating of my heart.
Why was it impossible to stay?
To give us a fresh new start.
I guess I have to stay alone.
Your place is always there.
In fact, my chest contains a stone,
its pulsations I can't bear.
I depend on myself now.
I drew my force from you.
I have to go on but how?
I really .... have no clue.
It's sad to be alone.
Feeling lonely burdens me.
We won't really have a home,
where will I even be?
I had a purpose and a dream.
Now the wind...
#love
#grief
#loneliness
#death
#IMissYou
318 reads
15 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2023 8:16pm
3rd Oct 2023 8:16pm
Prince Duryodhana (Mahabharata: spoiler alert)
Strangely silent at the end,
Duryodhana reconciling,
where enemy must be a friend
and a family could be rewinding.
Let go of childhood,
where vice seems to nest.
And yet now he stood
maturely before his rest.
A man's got complexion,
yet pride turns to greed,
when facing rejection;
sheer physical lead.
He hated his cousins,
for he felt they stood out.
Childish whims summon
reckless patterns of doubt.
He tried to trap them
and burn them in a house;
failing it, a...
Duryodhana reconciling,
where enemy must be a friend
and a family could be rewinding.
Let go of childhood,
where vice seems to nest.
And yet now he stood
maturely before his rest.
A man's got complexion,
yet pride turns to greed,
when facing rejection;
sheer physical lead.
He hated his cousins,
for he felt they stood out.
Childish whims summon
reckless patterns of doubt.
He tried to trap them
and burn them in a house;
failing it, a...
#war
#religion
#spiritual
#morality
#Hindu
195 reads
4 Comments
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