Coast

I have always been inspired by the beach the moon and all the allegory in between....
the ocean is like a cryptic mother her ways may be wierd her rage may be fierce her warmth may be too subtle but deep inside she has the soul of a child...she seems to tab the beach all virgin beautiful and independent.....she seems to have a tete a tete with the sands.....
Coast

Oh virgin sands of old existence
Wrapped in flames of change
Windy messengers across oceans
Strike on your naked face.

Tides of turmoil calmed
Streams of noise chill
In your cove in your warmth
All their blanks you fill.

All waves of the world coalesce
Collecting global sins
For children and beautiful fools
To tread upon and kill…

dark wars

I have kind of always been intruiged by wars and not exatly bloodshed. You know the very term has been taken as negative which i dont believ the caseis. Its funny but nothing is really that negative or positive its all about the intention.....anyway not deviating from the main topic.....

talking abour dark wars which are somtimes fought solely inside our minisicule minds sometimes fought on lands of black untrodden watres sometimes fought betweem shiva nd parvathi sometimes fought on beautiful green oceans sometimes fought never at all.......these wars signiffy an attempt to make a change....slay destroy kill or give birth.....

theres more i want to write but id like to curatil refraining from writin an essay....i d like to give a small introduction before i show my poem to you cause its all a transition never a a final thought a judgement or a theory......

Dark wars

Living in strange lurking shadows
Zigzag windows facing dark lights
Dizzying stars circling around
Tremors and rumbles of stony lands
Whiff of carcass in this air
Howls and moans of despair
Insane silent shrieks ring
Bloody oceans heave to sing
Chants and spells to curb the light
Seducing all angels in their nights.

Black devils under crowns of control
Raging and snorting their collected force
Drowsy gallant crippled heroes
Lie mutated to hymns of the gore.

Birdie

I was walking down the beach while subtle waves washed my feet.....i was smoking gleefully at a new found freedon thats thumping in me...i saw this bird fly and fly and i kept looking at it again. until it came and sat beside like it too was watching the haze. It flew away again , i think it was a she. she ran afar while she dropped a taer of mercy.

Birdie

Lady bird lady bird
Shall you fly with me?
Across mountains and valleys
Gliding over seas.

How do you dance with the wind?
Do you fly as you please?
Over blue skies and clouds
You seem to flow with ease.

Across trenches and valleys
Waterfalls ,gorges and trees
Shrilling screeching with ecstasy
Over wings that let you free.

Do storms hinder your path?
Does hail disturb your peace
Or do you simply roar above
Till heaven is at your feet.

Do friends bump into your way
Do you meet new species?
Skies over unknown lands
That only you can oversee.

So do you chirp to your self?
All the hidden mysteries
Or do you pick solitary songs
Across cities and monastries.

Do you shed silent tears
Over hot deserts and deep seas.
Does the icy solitude stir
Courage to find your own peace.

Lady bird lady bird
Your poise leaves a trail for me
If only I had wings to follow
Which take me wherever I please.