Pregnant With Desire

Love and light,

In unsteady flight-

Forced, in fear,

By eyes, so near,

I pray again,

Oh light, do send:

Bless me; shed this decaying skin,

Deliver me; born anew, of a brighter kin.

Towers tall: so strong and sound,

Unshaken by wind, hail and storm-

Give me their steadfastness,

Light, I beg- give me one scar less,

But leave one to hark me back- oh, the pain:

Let not indecision seep in, over again.

As the arms of delirium come forward in embrace,

And the lips of lust kiss my face,

Insatiable inquisitiveness now takes over,

A rush ensues, in apparent race-

And then the sting- so raw and bitter,

Light, I am chastised, and for the better.

But I urge, oh Light, do provide,

That this lesson is forever remembered,

That it shall never meander, or hide:

And into the crevices of my mind surrender-

The memory of a filth that overcame,

Rushed in and almost remained:

Spreading, as does with wind fire,

Leaving my soul-

Pregnant, with desire.

Lost In Translation

Misty waters whirl around,

Transparency is further dispelled,

All it took was transient contact,

Ripples and ripples, succeeding in cataleptic slumber-

Which were begun, by but a diminutive yearning,

Longing, that numbs the conscience.

And then, again, the same touch would awaken:

A thousand minds in rapid succession,

Unity in utter independence-

Where awareness brings hopeful venture;

One mind, must instigate,

One heart- must set them in action.

Energy in its eternal and pious concentration,

Passing through a coarse coexistence-

Saturating and disappearing,

Sometimes in distraught squander,

Where souls annihilate:

-In mirthful ignorance- usurped only by insanity.

This miasma, now overwhelms,

And clarity is involuntarily beckoned,

Seeking its connotation- in what it is not;

Realizing- reality would halt in absence of denial;

Questioners now question:

-Tearing all meaning apart.

Where is this planet?

Soaked in ludicrousness-

And somehow, still, ostensibly rational.

Where be my kin, I, even?

In relentless flurry-

Magical, still, limited and bound.

Lost in desire?

Lost in faith?

Lost in love?

Lost in hate?

Emotions, words:

People, worlds:

Lost, in translation…