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Phenomena
11:17 PM Aug 1 2016
getting kind of groggy
the mind a wee bit foggy
mumbling incoherence
i'm stumbling
at the edge of consciousness
she comes to me..
as she have been
faithfully
for quite some time
again and again
amidst that piercing winter breeze
of my ebony-laced soul
as my luminous kindred creature
squirming all inside my nuclei
i revel in anticipation
awaiting what forthcoming revelations
this lucid dreamscape
may yet yield
roaming this realm
as the ultimate voyeur
in complete reverence of a woman
who exudes femininity like rare vintage
galvanizing my masculine approach
to all things her
thus magnifying her womanliness
in return..
causing expansion of my visionary self
revealing our affinity for
Infinity's endless game of touche'
she is the living museum collection
of hidden memorabilia
i wander tirelessly hoping to decipher
each and every shelved antique
one by one
to get some kinda grasp
..some kinda glimpse of
what it is to be
just her..
i can sense her
smiling affectionately
knowing i as a man can only fail
at such a daunting task
of gathering all the molecules
of her entire
but i'm willing fail in glorious fashion
unashamed..
in sculpting the most imperfect
yet genuine figurine
as i am restless with my hands..
reckless with my tongue at times..
clumsy with my emotional immaturity
agitating her emotional insecurities..
yes
we can be like erratic abstract art
constantly teetering between
turbulence and tranquility..
yet never losing the US factor
tediously tethered by a bond
that transcends what's considered
'traditional' entwinements
of love..
if there is such a thing..
...and we dance and dance
and we dance
my mystic muse and eye
under the brisk
and engaging ambiance
of these winter winds
to the tune of our skipping heartbeats
as i listen to her rock my soul
with loving lullabies
til her aura dissipates
and eye phade once again
back to blaque...
4:09 AM Aug 2 2016
I awake
emotionally hungover
from transcendence
to the sound of her ambrosial voice
and there she is
my enigmatic genie
bottled up in
extrasensory flesh and bone
my extravaganza made tangible
all there is left now
is for us to create that precious moment
within the confines of this continuum
to reach out and touch
one another
close the gap
and watch words
perform disappearing acts
between the engulfing folds of limbs
as we commune through
extraterrestrial eye contact
refusing to breathe in anything
but the exclusive air of
our very own phenomena...
Published 2nd Aug 2016
| Edited 6th Oct 2016
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2nd Aug 2016 9:39am
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Anonymous
2nd Aug 2016 4:56pm
It felt like a lucid dream, abstract art indeed, weaving, wavering and waning..i wasn't sure where it was heading but i didn't care..i just wanted to get lost where light and dark met in this poem. I woke up few hours ago, feeling so tired needing more sleep but the day must go on and now i read this..i know i wanna come home and get in my bed and think of this and drift away, thank you Naajir, i'll surely be thinking of this during my work day.
*Oh my delicate precious nerves* Naajir, you .....
DAMN! This is deep, beautiful, exquisite, and all the other Webster adjectives.
Prolific Pen! Love!
DAMN! This is deep, beautiful, exquisite, and all the other Webster adjectives.
Prolific Pen! Love!
2nd Aug 2016 9:08pm
3rd Aug 2016 4:48pm
Wow!!!! This piece has truly captivated me... You have outdone yourself here sir.... This was so beautiful, deep and well written...
Love the whole piece but this stanza stood out for me
----> "she is the living museum collection
of hidden memorabilia
i wander tirelessly hoping to decipher
each and every shelved antique
one by one
to get some kinda grasp
..some kinda glimpse of
what it is to be"
See that is what it is all about reading her pages, studying the artifacts of her to understand what she is made up of then to be able to transport yourself in time - in your mind to see what she is to be especially if you applied said knowledge to further her growth and evolution bring you both closer together to create the unspeakable, mystical, transcendent love.... I absolutely loved this piece.... Great Job!!!
~BSavvy
Love the whole piece but this stanza stood out for me
----> "she is the living museum collection
of hidden memorabilia
i wander tirelessly hoping to decipher
each and every shelved antique
one by one
to get some kinda grasp
..some kinda glimpse of
what it is to be"
See that is what it is all about reading her pages, studying the artifacts of her to understand what she is made up of then to be able to transport yourself in time - in your mind to see what she is to be especially if you applied said knowledge to further her growth and evolution bring you both closer together to create the unspeakable, mystical, transcendent love.... I absolutely loved this piece.... Great Job!!!
~BSavvy
3rd Aug 2016 11:42pm
Ahh my brother, to feed and be fed such succulent words and becoming intoxicated by this magnificent vibe that only you can create is the highlight of this reader! Bravo!
Red
Red
4th Aug 2016 5:12am
"she comes to me..
as she have been
faithfully
for quite some time
again and again
amidst that piercing winter breeze
of my ebony-laced soul
as my luminous kindred creature
squirming all inside my nuclei "
oh my felt this squirming...this was truly Breathtaking...full of rich raw passion
as she have been
faithfully
for quite some time
again and again
amidst that piercing winter breeze
of my ebony-laced soul
as my luminous kindred creature
squirming all inside my nuclei "
oh my felt this squirming...this was truly Breathtaking...full of rich raw passion
16th Aug 2016 4:58am
Well, have mercy!! I will need a thesaurus to find the words to describe how incredible and fascinating this is!! Masterful work! Many thanks for sharing!!
22nd Aug 2016 6:20am
It was a long read, but definitely worth it!!!
You left me a bit speechless... it's hard to quote a favorite line, because they are all so mesmerizing and divine!
This... is a true Masterpiece ♥
You left me a bit speechless... it's hard to quote a favorite line, because they are all so mesmerizing and divine!
This... is a true Masterpiece ♥
Anonymous
10th Nov 2016 9:21pm
One of the most gratifying beautiful
articles of declaration I've ever had
the pleasure of reading, ever
a sustaining which stays beneath.
articles of declaration I've ever had
the pleasure of reading, ever
a sustaining which stays beneath.
