Dreamy transience    Â
When the eternally endowed Human Spirit, once gifted with Immortality, may have believed that human light, blazing in a halo tense in deer eyes, is not merely a product of combustion — but the eternal moment of the fillable, sanctified Universe; training in a living fire with two Sighs of the Spirit so it can boil budding into One! A graceful fever-lily stretches a pulled-out petal and as a nerve rises and what remains immortality Prometheus will be born!
It spreads from my little boy's face, cherishing a melancholy orphan; unquenchable, pure Flame then He became! My trickled panting head sweated like a pearl-mouthed sweat like the blink of Damocles' blade! Our fingers spread hesitantly apart in the captivity of our bodies: we smuggled lively stuttering words of compliment into each other's honeyed lips!
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Ominous Walls
You stand around me,
See everything behind me,
and speak through me.
But I stand beside you,
See you,
and fail to voice my affection.
Intoxication is the ghost
that haunts your senses.
Despondency is the ghost
that haunts mine.
They build strongholds around you,
making you immune,
But they use my Material
to build them.
My only panacea
Is to lock mySelf away,
medicate my senses
and Stay.
Cleanse of Spirit
Ghost, spew vapor.
Hidden truths,
on paper.
For no one to read later.
Ghost, fly high.
feet dangle,
movements shy.
No one yet wonders why.
Ghost, don't falter.
for someone might find
your shelter.
You know better.
Ghost, keep searching,
but you'll never find
this earthling.
Soul churning.
Holy water is boiling.
Steadfast, you're burning.
Strongholds melting.
Figure falling.
Vapor erasing.
Tower
Beacon hope and,
safe haven
Glimmer light,
over coast,
islands and,
harbor maiden,
different shapes,
and, sizes,
shine at night,
towers standing out,
help in sight
Numerous Longships,
still severing seafarers,
in the 21st century grip,
modern navigation,
is top pip,
Eddystones still
giving out warnings,
to mariners in the,
modern electronic hip
The lighthouse,
Serving Maritime,
that will not quit
Shining beacon,
will always sit,
waiting to help,
every passing ship,
avoid dangerous shallows,
and, rocky
coastline trips
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
Daydream
I tried to see
Beyond the reverie
Eyes could feel
But I could not heal
The weight of the world
Twisted steel
Color of love.
Do yhu know, when a person dies.
They lose the light in their eyes??
When a person is lonely
You can tell from how empty their eyes are.
You can almost smell...
When someone's in love.
When love hits.
A sudden good morning
Would sound like trumpets blown by seraphims
Eager to taste sweet nothing.
The Color of love is painted by the heart.
Yet it's not red.
The color of love is...
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