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Ascendance of Love from the Wales Shores, Towards an Eternal Sunrising Taj Mahal
(19:30) antecedent chapters in deathly bleak inks of hunting darkness…
turning taillight reds
[on emptied streets
streams blood, in a tried organic
infuse into the omniscience
of stilled darkness
crawling inner
in an impending
something]
sweep parabolas
those enclose overlap
in a faint spotlight
captures a lively caricature
in motion, within its staged
radii- a sighted darkly lighted
hazy contouring gradation
in paralleled separations
seems quickly merge
to the calling nowhere
drawn into the sprawled
bituminous homogeneity
as a thickened singular
silhouette
a heart spading in plaintive tone
...a background ghazal in play
ooze in optimized pulsing blues
heave into the quiet quizzical airs
with an ointmenting simultaneity
..as serially layered bunches
of grey whitely clouding up
midnight smoking chimney
warmth, under a humble corner
reading dimly hung yellow lamp
the monotonously mechanical
routine express(ion), the 19:30
Nilgiri train of mountainous blues
roars aloud in harsh indecencies
scrapping more the hollow airs
in their beaten amplified tracks
the airs.. in grips of apocalyptical
rush, sing in an eventually storming
in momentary elegy. Irony takes
on in even the abstractions of its vastly
loomed formlessness to shaped deaths
surreally expanding convexical
skies of the moonless starriness
weirdly widen their positions
apart in fastly scattered fixations
- an enlarged hungering eye
a centric black vacuuming abyss
reaching down in puller protrudes
lulling silence kills something sprouting
inner in diehard births...going offbeat
to the mainstream barrens
dullening lights & music
dies to blank off themselves
to the dancing dark spirits
déjà vu of the marauding
presence of an absence
screams in silence that
breeds from unchecked
violence, those lavishing
ignorance in allowance
(00:00) ascendance of love..from His embracing shores towards an eternal sunrise
dome of hearty ivory marble
in the making, the Taj Mahal
of our dreams & love in plinths
of eternal faith & fused destiny
runs to breathe & awaken our
electrifying arteries in memories
our janmic sync in beyondness, this jasminous marrying midnight pulls magnetic, our
overlapping dispositions in versified eloquence of unfurled virtuous vitreous magmatic lips
burst out in the drawn divinities of quakingly sucking caulking in our emptiness crevices
smouldering sparks moulding unto the forged heats of mutual fullering….ah the peeled off
moulted lips, mounted luscious in subtle dewdrops & impossibly flown as ductile ironstrings
with aplomb…entwines till beating atrial depths as the spinning fabric of intangibly tangible
love in the pull & push filling in hardness instincts & the fleshy appetite of budding in bitten
eaten astringencies are these deliciously tethering feathery intricacies in warps & wepts
robbing & pouring in the golden maillard heart strings
& holy yellow threading soul of bonded reminiscence ..
unto your ultimate passion heart & holding soul, Rob
sizzles our moaning breaths in untamed notes unto a melded silence
stunned pair of clutching & interlocking eyes – a relict bird
writhes nude in a (re)birthing evolution
under the first hitting solitary rays of an uniquely unified dawn…
beyond any definitions ..that’s neither oriental or occidental
…awaits our new shores in a fused emergence
in calming resonance of a booming crisis within
..this digging love never ever unendingly enough
& constantly exploring in its rawness & freedom
scripts in predictably unpredictable elemental
flair of Nature..
(03:30) waking to the infinite microprismatic Integral Dawns of our Eternity
my red-vented bulbul over the flamboyant flame of summer forest
canopy, how you still & forever remember those nursed fragile days
in saving you from the nest in collapsed remains over fallen terrains
..that atypical udukku drumming tuning fork calls trilling in fierce
with an unwaveringly fused accents of humanlike languaging love
small timely taught to you in an eternal inheritance..in your vocal
I see you.. this morning in shimmers under the Springing Sun
& the crackling children of leafy laughter..your silken black headed
beauty crown intently turns & zooms into these gazing eyes in await
…the surround tiny multiverse of colourful lantanas & whitely pure
shine of the street’s blackly canine heart flash divine as lightning smile
& all what I see in the deeply felt silence..
are our oneness Love’s prismatic reflections
in exponentially seeding micropocketing expanse
of Nature in an integral Tree vision, of us, our Love
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