Awaiting Her Transformation

Worn out from the
Remnants of natives,
Here I lie atop the
Graves of ancient civilisations,
Cultivating my heart for
A well-choreographed dance,
A birdsong making its way
Towards the doors of heaven,
And there I meet her, an
Exotic figurine, my stellar angel.
Passing through the realms of
Humanity day and night,
Beams of halo surrounding
The inner core of humanity,
To relieve the slaves from their
Eminent fate of bottomless pits,
And to revive the smiles of a forlorn
Youth deemed to be among the forgotten,
So, here I delve into her inner cave
Protected from the creeping eyes of others,
And I see, and I hear, and I touch,
As I explore her caged emotions,
So please, let them out, O stellar angel,
And let me absorb your enraging tears,
For as long as the heart beats and the lungs breathe,
I will protect you as you await your transformation.

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Ropes of Life

Relax and breathe as you walk
On the ropes of life to lead you
Into the beautiful gardens that
Are inhabited by mythical Fae,
And there you will be able to
Raise the infants of innocence,
And there you will once again
Believe in justice and peace
As you leave behind the cages
That rusted your hands in shackles,
So, keep walking this path
For you will surely find many
Others raising their youthful
Souls for the life of humanity.

Another Letter Emerges

Wow! The letter J once had
An impact so great that drums of
Universe would pierce my cage,
It is my past stored in archives,
But as of today, now, in the era
Defined by many referendums,
I now form a campaign with one
Particular letter to somehow
Grant me a wish to fulfil my
Organic human needs: soulmate!

Whether you believe in such a notion
Depends on the distance between
The two of you where time is a
Function superimposing velocity on
This rapid world skipping many
Heartbeats for few coins as if
A collector meant to flash the
Headlines of economic magazines;
Pause! Pace your pulsating breaths;
Now play your part in this dance.

Keep wondering your wondrous
Minds about this Universe’s wonders,
For I have created invitation letters
To this winter’s dance recital after the short
Interviews during summer and autumn,
For a dramatic act in a Shakespearean
Theatrical play to be screened in spring.
Ay! I will be directing their souls into
My heart’s secret chambers, and as of
Today, now, this moment, this second –

Indeed, the letter J transformed into another,
And as I hunt down their delicate souls,
I might just as well clash into them
Altogether, and create a big bang bigger
Than the bangs of bonfires of my Universe,
Celebrating the infinite possibilities with them
Or none at all as the heart plays back a
Recorded message about – no, stop!
Pause! Have faith, poet, have faith! Okay,
Now play! Play along, new letter, play!

Let the races begin as the chariots
Swarm the gladiators’ arena of love,
Just brave enough to sing romantic
Melodies written in ancient scrolls,
And even when out of tune, one
Will tune it back to its best form
Assisted by her free mind to free
Her soul and fly her eyes onto a
Nightingale’s freedom: soulmate,
There and then, the stage curtains kiss.