Category: Poems
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Sounds Of Unification
Everything sings — Birds, rain, winds A music that rings To free all things In this musical world Joyful hearts unfurl As loud voices are heard While symphonies hurl “The sounds of Earth” Hopefully sails above Along this dark firth Praising our musical worth Then this musical note That strangely floats In our heart, thoughts […]
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What Is Absolute Beauty
To know what absolute beauty is You’ll have to walk in flowery fields Feel the warmth of the vibrant sunlight As all these flower-heads dance in the breeze Look at this sky that’s so clear and blue You are a bird flying up all day through Dreaming to reach the stars that blink above Drinking […]
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Here I Go Again
Here I go again, with my head filled of so many dreams And my imagination filled with vivid visions and images As my heart is fuelled by splendour and beauty and hymns. Here I go again, with my pretty enthusiasm and elation This obsessiveness that flows in my veins while writing As my eyes are […]
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Before I Forget, and Soft Lands has been published
Before I forget Before my words run dry And all my poems die As I forget the name of the sky Let me write one last ode to my mother. Before gloaming looms out of the day As most leaves start to fall in May And that the night insists to stay I want my […]
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Withdrawal
Withdrawal A withdrawal from the world, Within me I fully seek Of that hidden shining thing That moves within bodies, It operates so strangely I fear it’s quick eye movements For it kills and you won’t feel. A withdrawal from your shoreline My white foams forms an ocean I am myself more than ever before, […]
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Clay
Clay I used to abhor so many things Before my coming out of the dark Where I was asleep and hypnotised Secluded in a tight dark cell, recoiled Now that I think that winter and summer All seasons, things, happenings, are spells I mingle myself in dreams made by others I’m a wisp of smoke […]
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Lines extracts from Soft Lands
“Upcoming Poetry ebook to celebrate Mother’s Day, which will be celebrated in Mauritius on May 29th.”
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On Windy Days
On Windy Days On windy days The breeze carries The secrets of trees Their fastfull dreams And past memories of Woolly Mammoths Sabre-toothed tigers Gigantic butterflies Peculiar insects And strange-looking things. On windy days When trees sway I hear the trees murmur Of things that can’t be said In normal language understood But in the […]
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A Prayer To Nature
“All things by immortal power Near or far, Hiddenly To each other linkèd are, That thou canst not stir a flower Without troubling of a star.” — From ‘The mistress of vision’ by Francis Thompson. A Prayer To Nature Sleep and dream mama Sleep and dream beautiful dreams, Dream of unity for your children Dream […]
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Viridescence🟢
Viridescence The emerald sea Rushing ashore Seaweeds Dancing above Green things Growing as skin Verdoyance Ruling this life. This viridescence Flows serenely Aquamarinous vibes So relaxing The greenish field So luxuriant My veins Of the colour of leaves. That naturescape Dominantly green Chlorophyll Such pepping pigment This greenliness Swirls into everness Your verdant heart Beats […]
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Nobleness
Every day I need to sweep All the detritus of yesterday So that I might clearly see So that I might easily reach For the truth that hides in plain sight; A truth that’s so beautiful That I fall in love over and over again, A truth that glows so intensely That it burns my […]
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Winged Words
Winged Words To write is to abridge time To write is to abridge feelings The world in its own way rhymes And to read is to attain healing These little notes fly away Sinking into hearts and minds Digested, they long and stay Until eyes settle on next find Little little winged words That flutter […]
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Water💧
Today is World Water Day Water You give life Without you Everything withers Without you Everything dies Without you We all smell bad. Water So precious Morning dews on my windows Tiny droplets on all plants Rain, hailstones, snow. Water That liquid on the tip of my tongue This primeval Crystalline Body in which We […]
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Ephemer
Nothing interesting happened in my life today; my mind was unusually calm, I was way more serene than I was yesterday, apart the fact that this morning I was inspired to write this on-the-go poem, which was inspired by the sentence ‘in the ephemeral hours of time’, extracted from my freewriting session of yesterday. I’m […]
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Peace☮️
War is not a solution to resolve issues, but peace is, diplomacy is, understanding is. My heart goes to those who are actually suffering in Ukraine, or any other country that are within the sadistic clutch of a war. Peace Peace is a being That has wings Larger than a galaxy, It crosses the span […]
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The Imprint Of A Cyclone
That temporary semi-darkness that persists during cyclonic weather affects my circadian rhythm, which is confused by the penumbra that remains during daytime; my internal clock is disoriented because of the thick grey clouds that cover the sky at waking hours. The atmosphere is gloomy and damp and breezy, but strangely the ambiance is not a […]
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Abreast
These days I’ve been busy with the editing of 140 micro love poems, and as well as a paranormal romance, which I hope🤞🏼I’ll be able to publish tomorrow evening, for Valentine’s Day. I’ve been dreaming about writing an ebook (because for now I can’t afford to pay for printing versions, and that I’m way too […]
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Vanishing
My homage to the ‘father of mindfulness’ – Thích Nhất Hạnh (October 11, 1926 – January 22, 2022). Vanishing Walking away On the tips of your toes, Closing your eyes To welcome the night, Leaving behind That learning vessel, Forgetting everything To remember again, Swirling away Inside of that stardust, Becoming again A floating intelligence, […]
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Flirting Birds
Today we celebrate Bird Day🐦, and as I love birds very much, for their wings and carefree style inspire freedom and insouciance, I decided to publish a little poem. Flirting Birds Two birds flirt Far from cages And menaces that lurk Underneath bridges They spread their wings To go hide behind clouds Listening to the […]
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Epitaph Of The Ghost
On 2 November we will celebrate the DAY OF THE DEAD💀, thus this little poem. Epitaph Of The Ghost I sit above and look down below It’s all dust and tiny things Everything’s so blurry And here I’m cold and scared, I am looking for my body Have you seen my body? I’ve forgotten to […]
Eiravel 