Two Poems – Advanced Poetic Kind and Triple Boketto Poem


Ideas of Unknowing (Advanced Poetic Kind)

Ideas of unknowing and also you dance me

till I grow to be the one motion… This tango undresses

my emotions, and I’m stripped of all dangerous considering

to be enlightened. I’m a Cartesian clear and distinct object

on this pyramidal peak of the mountain, the place

the echoes path off nearly perpetually over the horizon.

Let’s sing, both with energy, or with angels, or with freedom,

naught else, nor no extra songs, however a swing tune,

a prothalamium, which

clearly,

straightly,

rightly,

actually

expresses nothing lower than the readability of our true emotions

and nothing greater than the rightness of our straight angles of view.

There may be the fullness of our love, the place

God is knowable, whether or not willful or involuntary.

We are able to neither see nonetheless,

solace nonetheless each other

in our sufferings,

until we’re sadly caught in His

never-ending love cycle. There may be, in actual fact,

a cognitive itch

and a divination utilizing the human kind

whereas being alive,

when life shouldn’t be alive in its personal sense

aside from the eternity.

We will be good individuals

by this consciousness of ours,

which is relentless and reflexive,

particularly when it turns into an object in itself.

I’m not myself,

I’m solely this response of mine

in entrance of others

like a doppelgänger within the mirror.

The extra I really feel the time passing

the extra I perceive the eternity.

But flip, flip to dwell every second of no return.

There isn’t a yellow horse in our desires,

neither is that this golden ripe wheat area

our land of freedom.

The solar nonetheless shines on each nonetheless inexperienced sunflower

Following it from east to west every day.

I am spellbound by

the swinging sonorous cadence

of the birds chirping on the pyramids

and on the peaks of the mountains.

Misplaced in Blue (Triple Boketto Poem)

Victims don’t have any place to remain;

Refugees are turned away,

When the night time goes down at this time,

No one asks why.

Life goes by.

Youngsters want meals to remain alive

And make effort to outlive

Misplaced in blue.

How laborious is it to dwell there?

All their new illnesses are uncommon.

On this world wave of prayer,

The place the snakes can lie,

Life goes by.

The sands fall by the hourglass.

The hope withers just like the grass

Misplaced in blue.

Behind the brand new hid partitions,

Close to the sky and the moist falls,

The life dances the demise’s calls

To upturn the attention.

Life goes by.

The chaos cannot rise above,

When the individuals seek for love,

Misplaced in blue.



Source by Marieta Maglas

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