SACRED SOULS IN THE LAND OF POETRY
Introduction
What is poetry to you? They asked!To me its not just a piece of a metrical writing in the form of verses. To me verses are the short segments of life that is going with a pace of tough ridges and smooth surfaces, going with some blackest days and the brightest nights and also going with some turbulent flow like a waterfall and sometimes standing water like a pond. But when all these segments compiled with your concentrated imagination on a piece of paper it magically arises aesthetic emotional response that we call it "poetry"I cannot understand the term "life" in easy verbal ways or in one sentence but i can understand the definition of life easily when the words are condensed with complexity of a diverse series of life consisting of immortal thoughts in mortal bodies. -Kenza
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Her spilled inks.
Dead in the water
And it all seems like I am dead in the water,
I was asleep, living in my dreams,
but I forgot I was drowning deep down,
But like the color of water I had a blue sky thinking,
and I woke up in the land of dead,
and the ocean of hopelessness is all bloody red,
In my blind vision I can’t see ashore ahead,
Look at a heart that is hijacked,
A storm in my mind is a wreckage of me,
They say help yourself out but a bandage wont heal me,
So there is no signs I could sigh,
Hundred steps back when I am when step high.
VENGEANCE
I lived inside a hidden dark shrine,
Cause I was afraid to step in this inferno world,
They appalled me like a serpent, She trapped me like a Medusa,
They ate my heart out, So I raised dragons by my side,
I was on the edge but I evolved like a fire-breathing Chimera
I said I will make you my favorite prey,
will stand right beside your grave to smell you like a ghoul,
There is a fault in your soul,
I said now this is my turn, I will eat your heart out..
Can you recognize me who am I? Go and find me out,
There’s a werewolf in me howling to moon after my triumph,
let me vomit to your mind when you thought you’re so virtue to defeat me,
your spirit perishing, I am invincible,
Even if its void but there’s a celestial glow in my world,
Now this is my turn, I will eat your heart out..
Can you recognize me, Who am I?
Devil’s Worshop
Bonjour My Melancholy
Codes of my abstractedness in me that no one could read,
Putting aside all my bittersweet miseries,
So I’m now dressing myself in disguise,
Wearing my dress of ecstasy,
But underneath the dress of ecstasy is a body of melancholy,
The flames are flickering to lit my dark caged heart,
But the wax is melting down my hopes,
The teardrops are like the flickering flames of candle in my glistening eyes,
melody and harmony plays the notes for an unknown heartstrings in me,
God said he’d love to smell me like a Lily of the valley,
So I say summon me,
Like the moon is summoned by the sun to shine only in the dark,
So please give me my hidden beacon,
My strategy to defense myself has already been weakened,
I am searching for the missing puzzles of my dreams,
A missing part in me still gleams,
Like the waves of ocean summoned by wind to be stronger,
I plead my inner peace,
Would I knock out the demons as they confronted me?
Faltering World
And here’s another day,
The sky uncovered,
The sun unveiled,
Yet again, birds humming,
Humming a sad serenade for her,
Where the sorrows end?
Not even in daylight,
Before the new day begins, she had to fight
Fight the night, like she’s the only knight,
World repeatedly living it up,
And repeatedly her mouth dying down,
Million ways to harm when she’s around,
Scare her! no more she’s astound,
Remedy is not ready for her wounds,
’cause the world itself faltering,
They say cut the wings of birds,
They cut the tongues with their tongues,
Thy ask “why don’t ye say a word?”
Blur the world, blur the world, blur the world
Know why? It hurts her eyes.
Till the night comes again,
In her bed lying, thinks ’bout woeful the day was,
Lo! Again, The sky uncovered,
The Sun unveiled,
Yet again, birds humming,
Humming a sad serenade for her.
Let Me Be Your Hope Dear Friend.
Stop lying to yourself with the words your blue devil mind said,
Tell me something you can’t do,
I will make you walk on velveteen when you had to walk on rough roads,
You will do whatever you want to do,
There’s a silver lining, an another clue,
When you’ll be processed,
You will be blessed with everything like you never were stressed,
They may see you as as outline of pitch-black dark,
You’re a silhouette against the illuminating light,
You’re like those drops on black rose So we could shine in the dark,
I could be your starlight and you could be my moonlight,
Call me your Aphrodite,
Tell me something you’re afraid of,
You couldn’t get enough but you’re the diamond in the rough,
You said you couldn’t build up yourself,
Its okay if you were a basket case,
Someday you will get to know who is the dark horse when you will have to play pride of place,
Tell me something you couldn’t find,
When you were trying to step ahead you were cold feet,
I could make you see rainbows when you were all soaked in rainstorms.
Galaxy In A Small World
They say there’s always a world in a galaxy, but once there was a galaxy somewhere in a small world!
Her soul was malleable, capable of being stretched to infinity,
She could shape her soul in such a way that she could create a universe within herself, consisting of multiple galaxies,
Those galaxies were her every different personas,
She had a celestial heart,
with massive powers of emotions, so she felt like if her life is a void like a black hole.
Her eyes were a comet that were aesthetically eccentric shape,
those dark brown pupils were like a globular planets,
Her hair were dark black clouds tufted above her luminary starry face.
It rained diamonds through her eyes like she belonged to a whole new peculiar system of nature,
Whenever she spoke through her mind, her fainted thoughts collided like two fainted stars brightening up the darkest nights,
Every inch of her wasn’t easy to discover out, so how could you say “You know her really well”?
Bittersweet thoughts.
Love? What’s it definition?
Yeah I know this earth is sphere but there’s invisible corners where people reach and their perception change. There’s no precise definition of love. If we ask from people What is love? some may say love is life, love is beautiful feeling, love is pain, love is game, love is drug and so on. But if we sum up these all facts we come up with a conclusion that love is indefinable, ineffable yet so complex And the questions about love has always perplexed the human kind. The more we insight into love, the more it gets abstruse. It’s just like when a feelings rise in a person that’s what evolve LOVE. But what if the same love devolve? Yeah it turns into the opposite of love. Hate. You’ll either be afraid to go into the depths of love or will go deep as much as you can to discover out more but the fact is its immeasurable like an abyss. How absurd it is. Love has such a power, it has a control over your heart and mind but still we couldn’t find out the dead-on title for love because love gives it’s different power to every different individual. No matter how omniscient you are there’s no way you can find a definition of love.
Who am I?
It was past 3 o’ clock, a melancholic midnight.
I pulled the curtains back,
I opened up the window panes. The strong chilly breeze made me squint my eyes and blew my hair,
I looked up at the moon illuminating the pitch black sea above,
floating stars twinkling, The starry lights reflecting in my eyes so I smirked and pondered deep..
All these luminous bodies up there that influence people so much are merely clusters of dusts , the burning gases and broken parts of rocks.
And it was enough to make me understand, Who am I.
My untold Story
They say people may look different from outside but are different from inside But the inner me is still unexplored,
Those who know me can easily say they know me so well,
But have they ever taken a step inside my soul?
No? Yes? If Yes, Then why they haven’t seen the beauty in those things what they call “ugly”
Why I haven’t seen someone to match my perspectives?
So I ought to built a wall between me and this cruel world,
Sometimes cold black nights have pierced my bones,
But you know what? I have nurtured myself alone when the darkness hit me.
I’m my own best friend now,
I have my own world. It was an empty place in a peace but then my unknown demons inflamed it, now I have just gone astray,
But in this world I see people as monsters,
I’m sometimes puzzled up because both the worlds are vulnerable for me,
This panic has started to engulf me,
I’m standing motionless with horror,
So I will now just sit in silence and will vanish my fear which is rushing through my veins by exposing my untold story on a piece of paper,
Yes I am writing! and the inner best friend says don’t look back, begin a new chapter.
I am in a state of rupture, I feel so satisfied.
I don’t know who I will be in future,
But I will make my way to be the person I always wanted to see in me.
Ocean Of Darkness
She always wanted a love so deep, even oceans could feel jealous, But she became one eternally pure ocean,
And everything is not what it seems,
she always seemed to be a flowing river of hopelessness and despondency to everyone,
but she was just sometimes very calm, sometimes very fierce..
Despite that she still continues her turbulent flow even if the big rocks crashing on her way and making rumbling waves against the rocks.
Sometimes it creates an erosion in her nature but in the end she always takes her sediments with her because she always pick her broken fragments up.
Her mettle was always tested even if she breakdowns in times of hardships and create floods and could make her monsters drown,
but there’s still a way. She was always been snappy because she wanted to emerge her soul freely in the ocean,
that lies down in her heart but nobody could figure it out because no one could explore the ocean in her..
She is now a vast body of ocean, an ocean of love!
So pure, so sacred that her waves sometimes reaches high up to call for moon only.
She sometimes turns into cyclones when the ocean inside her heats up if her idyllic is disturbed..
But she’s been so calm even the sun says she reflects the happy blue sky in her shining days.