Hollow-eyed shades
of human beings,
human beings
cogitating on jazz music,
jazz penetrates the deep silence
of the bleeding angels,
angels in a fight for
the awakening of this blind reality,
wars,
racism,
asylums,
... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
2 months ago |
Drinking wine because the wine is
The blood of the earth, eating
Bread, because bread means
the flesh of this stony planet,
Needing to be alive, hoping
To be able to use the words,
All the words belonging to
God. ''God said, Let us
... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
2 months ago |
A free tree is never rooted,
Infinite complete binary tree.
A finger tree has internal nodes and
Each one in this tree has child nodes.
And their connection is a walk,
Parents and children walking the tree.
Nodes without children are... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
2 months ago |
You passed in the same way
the comets surround the earth-
without touching it,
but leaving behind them
only shooting stars.
I would meet you,
I would be able to touch you,
But everything inside
would become suffering.
I prefer my... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
2 months ago |
The blue woman alive
knows the meaning of things
and the hue of His visions.
She thinks about survival.
Absently slipping her sight at the edge
of the reality~
ruins, cracked mountains, and
rolling rocky rains
when the... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
2 months ago |
In fall, the limbs feel
the red rising butterflies
or their falling leaves
like bleeding palms. Cannot fly.
'Tis a distinct sense of... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
2 months ago |
From Sanskrit, he freed the writing songs and the art
While spurning the resisting linguistic structures.
The lines of ‘Song Offerings’ came from his pure heart.
In Bengal renaissance, he wouldn’t stand... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
4 years ago |
His single-mindedness has been gone.
Became contradictory.
Relinquished to fight with
his... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
4 years ago |
Exciting, jumping, bowing, and voicing
In jerky sequence, their deep possession,
And in the meadow, their high rejoicing
Reflect a sense of controlled aggression.
In jerky sequence, their deep possession
Engendering hope for a free... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
Dear Lord, please have mercy on me,
You're always near my painful soul,
You are my focus and my goal,
In the falling rain, I'm your... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
It's time to ring Church bells on this new day,
When dawn still means sad tears for a friend,
A very dear friend who's gone away
'Cause fought a fight of faith until the... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
With a deep touch,
The red poppy awakes the grass.
With a deep touch,
Red wants Green's vibration so much,
The sun awakes the sky's watch glass.
The sky vibrates like a string bass,
With a deep... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
Searching for their love ideal
To plant there a dawn so real,
God gave them hope to go ahead
And palm flowers for their dream bed.
In their naked room without windows,
Not touched by the innuendos,
Music was their way to be... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
In prison, Wilde learned to live from Verlaine and Kropotkin
Some methods to reach the ultimate achievement of wisdom.
While understanding Christ, he was overwhelmed with chagrin.
Enduring humility, he saw the Holy... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
Alas, when nothing ever goes my way
I try to keep my goals within my sight.
I hope that they can lead to joy someday,
While overpass this metaphoric night.
Among those crazy things leading to doom,
I am quite melancholic in the... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
Delight adorns butterfly's fluttering wings in flight,
Flight is his beauty and the anemones' delight.
Wings flutter freely and the fragile spring can swing,
Swing dances he teaches the white flowers with his... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
Love is not
what we are calling an object.
Yet, it is still an object.
It has functions & variables.
It is so fundamental
in the sense
of thinking
and builds peace.
Missing love is a suffering lion,
extended vowels
in the absence of The... – by Marieta Maglas | added by Marieta
5 years ago |
