Wednesday, May 13, 2015

From Here to Eternity Slop Challenge

Weekly Photo Challenge
From Here Till Eternity

The sands of time rush by
Submerged in the whirlpool
Racing waters collide
Sending spools of frenzied sand
to liquid oblivion.

I plant twin fleshy lips
Like rose of unspeakable passion
Upon your mute askance.

Wind water sand bear witness
How I ignite my hell of longing
Then watch this world
A sea haven
Turn campfire of covert tales...

My fire transform thee...
Into holocaust
Of passionate yearnings.
The years dissolve
Evolving to ageless boundaries
We are...
Before.
Now
Ever After.

My love receive this boon
Ubiquity everlasting
This eternal imprint
Our time
Now begins to spread infinity
Unraveling.

This togetherness
A memory for posterity...
Writ on blue skies
Forever the crowning glory
Of cascading tomorrows.

My flesh firm proof
From here to the
trembles of time
When old raddled incorporeality
Beckons...

You will feel the weight of
My love in your arms
Of acquiescence.

I storm in frenzied love
Safe in secure bastions...
Secluded from
Violation of men.

And the sea tremulous roars
Bearing witness for Time
Flinging sand confetti of
Blessings upon our union.

Love is intuitive syntax
language the
universe speaks
Through silent union
Of mind and body...

Whistler wind riff raffish
Ripping the veil off
All hidden mysteries once
Solvent now dissolute
Resolved in the tempest
Of our Love.

Gypsy Caravan

Gypsy on Caravan

Gypsy aboard heart's caravan
Traveling past countless tinsel stars
Dreamily the moon dances
Stealing in silent
Through my solitary
Window bars.

This journey this ride
This stupendous pride
This do it yourself
A loneliness called life.

My heart makes even desert bloom
And crafts sweet shimmering mirage.
To detect its true oasis
needs far more worth and courage.

I'm a fanciful gypsy
A do it alone mystery
A whimsical history
On my caravan of
Love so exotic
Economic in times of need
And other times
far too generous indeed.

Let me peddle my obsolete ware
My emerald stones of jealousy
My ruby red love my enduring diamond solitaire
My cheap trinkets are my semi precious face
And my eyes shed silicates of wet molten glass

The heart I give to you
Refuses to leave me
I can live with it... So
Cleaving close to grief
And true.

It is mine more than another's.
I reclaim it chimera alter ego
...and I'm on my way
With my lightest baggage packed
The heavy burdens as
Excess shed.

My wild moon bound caravan
Will trundle to a stop
Only for strangest sea shells of antiquity
On oceans of lunar tranquility.

I pull my hair out
like a curtain of
Black mourning
To hide the barren moonlight
Until then...

This caravan dark enticing grateful
Pulled by a punch bowl
of streaming lullabyes
To all the sweet goodbyes
I've said
Horses without names...
I set you all free.
Like arrows of fate
From
Orion's easy bow.

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© Amrita Valan 2015

Friday, May 8, 2015

Break Away

Break Away

Break away from the pain
Of what wasn't meant to be
Break into the waves if
Free foaming sea.

I do.
I swim I swear I do survive
But so do you ...as the love
Of my life.
So do you love
In my lonely life.

I break away from moodiness
I break into the falling sea of grace
At midnight your memories
Rise
A star
A solitaire...pouring
Diamonds in my eyes.

Life resumes. Such love presumes
That creep in unaware walls of doom.

I break away in fanatic motion.
Dance is tortuous frenzy of emotion.
I break away to such crumbled bits
If you add them up
You won't get
The sum of me.

Lost in the whole
And the whole was lost
Each bit survives
To pay the cost.

When love is lost
Oh.....
When your love is lost.

Let me break no more
To break away...
Let me keep my loss
It locks my love.
And keeps you at bay.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2015

Imperfect./ And What Does It All Mean?

And What Does It All Mean?

And what does it mean this emptiness?
Paralyzing sea of loneliness
Eyes of ceilings ears of clock
This forever waiting beating
Heart of staccato rock.

And what do you mean
Your words to me
Heart of loneliness
Lying in tongues to please.

Eyes of glass and deaf ears alas
Thin empty space
Swirling bloody rush,
Soft heartbeat race

And what does it all mean to me
Meaningless empty trashy sea
The rising waves that crash and fall
Obedient blink of eyes plastic ears
A blank servant doll.

This rush of fear
This scary air
The breath that hurts the chest
To bear.

This ticking along sticking
With wayward ticking clock
This seeing beyond my
Stark empty docks.

The lonely sea
It paints for me
A fairyland of faith
Where words work in charming ease.

They never tempt and staunchly
Refuse to tease.

And what did it all mean to you
Is the answer
That kills my question too.

But it did not kill
It could not
My love for you.

And love is not a word anymore.
It is but a handle without a door.

You turn it your way.
And I turn it mine.

And the clock chimes.
And nothing really rhymes.

And writing wishes won't release
Wondering on what could be
Must never cease.

May you hope on poets word
Words that plunge and pierce
Like crystal swords
Each word a beacon
For eyes that see.
Mine are blinded
By loving dreams.

If this sight is
Vision.
It cannot be.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2015

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Capture

Capture...

Why you
And not I?
Where did you fly
Time
Once beheld
forever
Indebted to fate.

The wheels turn return
Churn up memories
Of nectar
Of poison...

The dark blue sea and
My brown arid lands
Of promise.

No lack of lustre
Yet
Luck of my face cast down
mouth pulled down
In dread memories
But

I cannot give up
Give in call back
The you that was
From the space
That Has been.

Is this what memories are?
Chains
Anchoring slave on
Feet of clay...
To pain?

The sinking the soaring
When it ends...
Where do we stand?
Who do we become?

Where do we go
From here?
For the gates of paradise
Would be Hell
Without you
By my side...

The corners of my mouth
pinned down whiplash a
Pale flutter of beautiful butterfly
A canvas etched from  ether
Struggling with life.

I cannot give up
For some day
We may meet
Beyond daylight's lucre
Greetings from the past
Too long awaited.

And I love you.
I love you
With my life.
See how I  am
An artist  captured...
A captive waiting on
Release.

Believe me.
My freedom
For your
Return...
Shackles on my feet.
Your bonded
Slave...
Will you
Come back to me?
And if you return will you
Remember me?

© Amrita Valan

Midnight

Midnight

When we say
We love each other
Who weighs each word
And who is wildly abandoned?

Bliss encompasses us both
Like fear does
Misgivings haunt
The body's drive
Dream elevation
Taunts us
We levitate in blissful togetherness above
My cloud bed of fear

Entangled in you
Ion by ion
Body and soul
Entwined
Your lustrous cells
Blaze of longing
Sparkling gems
Encrusted in my hair

Ignited charged energized
Melting like hot chocolate
Oozing into wafers
On  hot summer day sultry
ice cream treat decomposed
Drifting on grassy green déclassé
Lying on my back
Blades tormenting

Devour me darling
And make me subsume my
Inhibitions
Consume my last drop of resistance
Till I have melted fear
Into sea of freedom
My sea wave emotions
Seek hot lava cascading
Mount Olympus
Till I'm scorched
And you're bathed
In bliss

Levitate darling
Let me be forever embedded
In the clouds of your casual contact
caresses of carnage
enveloped by you
Brave futile love letter
Glued inside your tacit
Acceptance.

Levitate darling
To such height of
Ecstasy
Let me be your trampoline
Elastic
And resilient
Mute rock bed of passivity
A Negation of
All resistance.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2015

Scarlet Rose

Scarlet Rose

Frightened puckered up
Malevolent malicious
She was a red rose
A crystalline red rose
Fragile sensuous
volatile voluptuous.

And her bud
Closed tight for a kiss
Refusing to blossom
Refusing to bloom
Refusing to wither and fall
To be tossed out at last
Yesterday's trash.

Rabidly crimson refusal
Destiny's devious tryst
And collecting herself inwards
In most unnatural
Twists.

Red Jezebel chrysalis
Scarlet demi goddess
Pagan oriental opiate
For dulled starving senses
The dogs eat your ochre flesh
Spattered on the street
Ravished by curs
Refusing the ravages
Of time.

She was a red rose.
On her Caliph's
Carpeted cage.
Queen of his frosty
Imperial sultanate.
A guilt rose thorns trimmed
In a vase of sharks
Gilted lounge most languid rust
Of lust and love.

She was
A ruinous red wine
Rose.
A ruby bosomed
Rapunzel of course
Ensconced
In ivory towers
Fringed in by
cut glass crystal
phalanges of fate.

And
Her bleeding wounds
As the sun set
Everyday
Set her aflame.

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© Amrita Valan 2015