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enigmatic eyelands' an A L I G N, divine
fibrous legs shred out in shambles
shakeably uprooting from the base
its innards…clog up here and there in
racy calving middles, a hardening pull
-in wholly consuming dichotomy
sudden slinging sliding mudcretous
derailment in a combative kimura
an avalanche
of a rapid firing pain-starched hirsute broomsticks
that were quite lying just before as astutely bundled
poramboke block, now in a buzz, whining continuously
in an iconoclastical humming silence
I bury
my drowsy delinquent sycretically addictive,
this fatigue-borne humonguos headpiece
unto you, my motherland...
I smell now
the filling fuller richness of a rounded
organic touch, in tranquilizing lavishes...
of your turmeric & talcum skins-
wherein deep in closure, these
mesmerizingly anaesthetized divine infantine eyes
in an all-feeling-seeing- a portentous wise innocence
elute an unending series of a streaming skyblue
trapezoid tapestries, tumbling to be erecting, one
over the other in almost complete overlapping
all blisteringly filled inner with a fluorescing
red-rouged righteous anger…
I feel
neither the warring raw mango elevations
inxorably in kneadful needy frictional trysts
…nor the random fire rounds of an equivoque
machine gun mind in thickly mobbed defiant
unnecessities....
..ardously pulling down
its dwindling axial bogs of desirous urbanities
lighted bright in flickers of synthetic neons- its
red and ultraviolet dizziness morsels luring unto
its seditious grinding cabaret cabins of nakedness
that midnightly stinks of cumming effluent ditches
with no reclamation left out anymore of its deadly
anaerobic furrows
meanwhilst, the
each inhaling tidal feverish pitch breaths
are radically sneezed poetic enjabments
...smelling fragrant of fizzy sea-salt zings
hitting out as impinged sprinklet knives
of the husky melodic cut-throat coughs
and those
unaskingly swallowed back tears …
in utmost hungers of a blinded girl
[on an abandoned out-skirted
Nomanland’s archaic small wall
the donkeyed 'kuttichchevuru'
of dumped dark alleys..]
..as she’s trying jumping out
of its accelerating fast-forwardly
arrived a dystopian doom
-decries a desiccated war-torn barren earth
soilless despair with mere brittle skeletal cases
died, and but still dying..
for that
last missed and left-out droplet
…that hangs out somewhere there here
in an achingly thickening-an unfazed
bloodily milking dripping tear
secrete
…from her innumerously
divisive parched eyelands
in an almost written off
fallout severities & debris
..yet not.. yet rising One
...a throbbing singularity
a coalescing idyllic vision
Published 15th Sep 2019
Author's Note
came out of nowhere, yet intensely felt.
for the "Origing Unknown' Comp.
pic: web
for the "Origing Unknown' Comp.
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15th Sep 2019 2:00pm
This definitely evokes an ancestral spirit, Uma. It seems a connection to the organic nature of life and origin of recognition and appreciation. A very young observation and discernment for understanding, and yet such is just out of reach of fully knowing. Enjoyed the rich language in this as well as the thick metaphor.
15th Sep 2019 2:10pm
Aw Dearest Wise One my Poetess...I know very well your wise poetic eyes will pick up fast & sure the hinted spiritualism & the rawness beckons back to nature to our mother to our origin , rekindling & refuelling our spirits-leaving back the dead(ly)minded heavyweights. Feels writing after long...( & need to read lot DU gems here) ..but your warmth & embrace always nurtures not just me, but the whole of DU whom you have the Poetic Motherly Grip Ever . Such gratitudes now & Ever, Ahavati xx
15th Sep 2019 2:12pm
So there is my Sunday blessing! Thank you, Uma, that was very kind and much appreciated. You are deeply honored here. I hope your day is blessed. xo
15th Sep 2019 2:25pm
Not jus this Sunday, but each & every day be filled with rich pure blessings my dear, and thanks for the bless n words .light n love xx
15th Sep 2019 2:27pm
15th Sep 2019 3:34pm
You open incredible depths of thought and emotion, deeper still into the formless consciousness that is the true essence of the universe, giving rise to form. I can feel it bubbling and burning into natural forms of elements and color and our wailing, efflorescent spirits amidst all this, like comets of ice and fire hurtling through the cosmos. It's always a particular amazement to read you.
20th Sep 2019 8:03am
your spirited felt words are sparks of inspiration n from your spiritual depths dear adored poet....always love your blessed presence n words in my pages...light n love Daniel, much thanks :)
16th Sep 2019 00:04am
I can see Gaia reading this epic with great love Uma...I love the line...iconoclastical humming silence...just superb. Bravo!!!!
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
20th Sep 2019 8:09am
Ever deeply revere the sublime spiritual as well the hard knocking existenial heartmindsouling thoughts and scribes of yours, dear Harry...your presence is blessing ...thank you :)
16th Sep 2019 1:50am
And deeper we descend into the beautiful abyss...
the nightmares of stars,
the hymns of desolations rebirth
the failed thoughts of god
we are left to burn nova and
the universe begins anew.
Wonderful, wonderful write uma.
100 hugs,
buddhakitty.
the nightmares of stars,
the hymns of desolations rebirth
the failed thoughts of god
we are left to burn nova and
the universe begins anew.
Wonderful, wonderful write uma.
100 hugs,
buddhakitty.
20th Sep 2019 8:14am
jus reading your reflected poetry here n in your pages ...beautiful amazing way you have Deep Poet..much gratitudes for the constant support x :)
Wow good Lord I will have to re re re read this many times! Just awesome work really amazing piece👏👏👏
"I smell now
the filling fuller richness of a rounded
organic touch, in tranquilizing lavishes...
of your turmeric & talcum skins-
wherein deep in closure, these
mesmerizingly anaesthetized divine infantine eyes
in an all-feeling-seeing- a portentous wise innocence "
I mean damn this is super deep and I must say you're a master wordsmith, such a vast vocabulary you possess evoking such beautifully divine visions and really thought provoking you continue to impress us all👏👏🙌
Love your stuff! Must read you more 👏
"I smell now
the filling fuller richness of a rounded
organic touch, in tranquilizing lavishes...
of your turmeric & talcum skins-
wherein deep in closure, these
mesmerizingly anaesthetized divine infantine eyes
in an all-feeling-seeing- a portentous wise innocence "
I mean damn this is super deep and I must say you're a master wordsmith, such a vast vocabulary you possess evoking such beautifully divine visions and really thought provoking you continue to impress us all👏👏🙌
Love your stuff! Must read you more 👏
20th Sep 2019 8:20am
Dear Hunter adored Poet, ah missed your presence here n my reads in your space for quite a bit... your pure exuberance of brimming words are ever embracing warmth...hope to write n read heartmindsouling poetry more n more , shine on you n thank you :)
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20th Sep 2019 8:27am
the deep sacred darkly light n wise ancient mysticism your arting verses draw each time...i mesmerize in them wholly fully dear...i respect adore your presence n art ever . light n live, thank you xx
27th Dec 2019 8:50pm
Something worth fighting for, some trace of belief seed extending all the way back to African Eve. Your work always makes me think of the first words spoken
