Epiphanies, spark of dark night’s solitude
Transcends to enlightenment
but
then,
effervescence--- the outfits of identities bubbles up
popping new horizons of dreams transcending to desires
transcending to desires
like the wind and the fragrance that catches along
entwined are my identities, pops between truth and
acquired
truths…
Daily oh yes daily I see camouflaged personas
they parade through the aisles of life’s labyrinths
simply simply.
I struggle between purplish veils and grey
walls
And when you know the difference, Truth and mere truths
You walk with entwined creepers in legs.
But is it just a tale told by an idiot?
But I heard somewhere growth means moving
towards
a yet fuller wholeness
and now I remember all the swans in grace,
now I shut my eyes with a smile and music
on ears
while sun and clouds play their parts...
Swans bring me peace, too...
ReplyDeletenice....i like this much....the swans in truth....the growth...i def see those walking around in the masks as well...this feels like distilled truth...smiles.
ReplyDeleteA very telling moment for me in this poem was the repetition of the transcends to desires with the gap the second time - this is part of the whole issue isn't it--and that little pause says a huge amount. Thanks. k.
ReplyDelete"But I heard somewhere growth means moving towards
ReplyDeletea yet fuller wholeness
and now I remember all the swans in grace." - amazing how you weave words so effortlessly !!!
Daily oh yes daily I see camouflaged personas
ReplyDeletethey parade through the aisles of life’s labyrinths... sometimes i walk these aisles as well and it takes me a bit to realize that it's time to become real again...well penned
But I heard somewhere growth
ReplyDeletemeans moving towards
a yet fuller wholeness
and now I remember all
the swans in grace,
To grow is to progress so as to achieve our wants. Better yet when done gracefully. Nicely sreeja!
Hank
I really like
ReplyDeleteentwined are my identities, pops between truth and
acquired truths…
Isn't that what life is all about?