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~brass bunch of dense-stud self(less)-anklets, dance the dark away
illusions
you are in
the self-infliction
ever...
(in & in
more & more
perilous
petrifying
refills
of
your
manufactured terror
loading in
the ‘MAYA’
of many a
::pernicious blebbing black~ plague viral~ cocktail pandemic clusters
of an ~ ulcerating self~ cannibalistic hunger (in)fest
::an oblique whining~ sliding in blizzardy blanket avalanches of a malignant
migraine marauding wave
::yet the exceptionally core~ uterine lunar crop in cyclical self-destruction- the
writhely~ withering black dahlia islandic marooning petals elute as rapturously ruinous~
rupture islandic~ isthmuses as lithely cues in swayey plasmodial scatter… half- afloat half~
submersive fluttery skein of birdy boats to strategic~ hideous think~ tank submarine fronts..
in the gushy undammed~ releasing emotional~ tiding express origins.. pooling creative as
the astonishingly fresh~ fluoresce red springing sacred liquescence
pivotally pours in
as the divine antidotal
over & above
the weedy~ thriving
illusional drive
in..
..an LD-100
cyanide (in)toxicating
suicidal spree
of
a maniacal insomniac
in gleaming white glueyey
theatric chemical sedations
...trying worse
in the godly (en)act
of the natural digging destiny
~the pureform organic
crystallizing golden seeded~ soils
laden in orgasmic petrichors
of not mere fluff of rubbery organs
but of the One synthesizing
souls
&
of those
benumbing midnight
cramps.. of the disjointed
blood~ sucking scores
of amnesiac & anorexic
draconic vampires
of a multi~ junkie life's
starvedly~ fattening
ironic monotony )
N O W
YOU KNOW, you
need a break, an
ultimate liberation
dance as the
FIERY SUN
for you
for those innocent
& curious lil eyes-
always looking up
to you... those
that shall never
be anymore
in an impoverishing
dizziness, causative
of a vicious famine..
if
you IGNORE, not
just them... but
yourself.
(in rhythm)
light prevails now
this eve, as evils
are in the
abolishing
.
DEEPAVALI
worshipping light
Published 14th Nov 2020
Author's Note
#96 #ERULGCT . Rob xx
a darkness scribe eluting out of system out of heartmindbodysoul the evils of any sort.. towards a deep engage of soul~ self in Love with Love.. Selflessly.. With One~ Us.. A struggle A war Each Now where Truth Prevails eventual eternal . You Know. All is a Dance Perhaps.. The Breathe The Tide The Chaos The Sun The Soul This Love xx
A Deepavali Special Tribute Poem.. The Victory ev is that of Good & the Truthful Shakti over Evil & the Lies... As is the lighted Spirit of Diwali this day here this year now. Light & Love All Ev xx
Pic . Web. A Classical~ 'Bharatanatyam' Danseuse.
a darkness scribe eluting out of system out of heartmindbodysoul the evils of any sort.. towards a deep engage of soul~ self in Love with Love.. Selflessly.. With One~ Us.. A struggle A war Each Now where Truth Prevails eventual eternal . You Know. All is a Dance Perhaps.. The Breathe The Tide The Chaos The Sun The Soul This Love xx
A Deepavali Special Tribute Poem.. The Victory ev is that of Good & the Truthful Shakti over Evil & the Lies... As is the lighted Spirit of Diwali this day here this year now. Light & Love All Ev xx
Pic . Web. A Classical~ 'Bharatanatyam' Danseuse.
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14th Nov 2020 8:03pm
Your writes are always a symphony to me, with rises and falls, crescendos and deep lulls of stillness. It reminds me of my daily mantra. I invite only peace, passion, prosperity and purpose into my life. Shiva, whose many arms hold both creation and destruction, woven in her cosmic dance, before the mind's eye, striking her wrist cymbals against the heart. Captivating!
15th Nov 2020 8:49pm
Been thinking about you during Diwali, my friend. Imagining how your face must glow underneath all those lamp lights and magic! I hope to experience one some day before I leave this form.
The poem was beautiful! The realization of self and that we aren't here unto ourselves, but others, another generation who looks up at us adoringly; who watches our every move admirably; who depends on us to survive, to live, and to love.
Happy Diwali, Uma! I don't think you could shine any brighter than you currently do; but then again, magic happens every day, doesn't it. xo
The poem was beautiful! The realization of self and that we aren't here unto ourselves, but others, another generation who looks up at us adoringly; who watches our every move admirably; who depends on us to survive, to live, and to love.
Happy Diwali, Uma! I don't think you could shine any brighter than you currently do; but then again, magic happens every day, doesn't it. xo
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16th Nov 2020 1:46pm
Uma take a bow! Possibly cos I was listening to their music. but slices of this remind me very much of Manic Street Preachers (particularly Richey Edwards lyrics - he simply disappeared many years ago. Never been found dead or alive). Take me to the East and show me Diwali - these Welsh lights blind me. Love me xx
