A Pocket Size Sun
Tiamat
I came so close, so near
That I almost got out of my shell
When a pink coloured vision did appear
A girl with something to sell
The girl offered me a pocket-size sun
I beheld its innocent smile
She said, "If you wanna have fun
It will take you to heaven for a while"
An inch from the blue skies ceiling
I was touched by her careful fingertips
With the sun, we shared our feelings
And I finally kissed her ruby lips
She started to sing a lullaby
Origined from ancient Senoi
"In dreams' realm can no one die
Sleep safe, my little boy"
The sun cut my eyes like a drop blade
Drew else worlds in the sand
My memories began to fade
And did suddenly slip through my hands
In the sand I found two wonderful shells
As like as two peas
And I thought I could hear the sound of bluebells
Behind the roaring seven seas
Portals and Projections
Portals and projections
stories about rejections
self-reflections
blazing rays of devoted love affection
Breakaway nation
patience
my space brother
with nuclear Rudder
in this dream, we sing about each other
my twilight sunken brother
waste of space
waste of time
Black Void,
will always try to eat love-induced rhyme
Cosmic rivers are touching the velvet sky
All good things happened under the gaze of a starry night
Dont fight
See things through
and maybe this dream will fall on you
too…
Outer rims, projected skies
talks about
hidden unconvinced lullabies
cherished red and white smiles
Where is love,
there is a sea of blue tender cries
Have you lost your smile?
Have you stopped and read
the sign on the last purple mile?
Stars have intentionally disappeared
a thief?
or something is chasing you near
fear?
or
dazzling light will soon magically appear?
It is 3,30 in the morning
black thoughts are simplistically, self hoarding
Can we reach safe harbor on another day…
Can we skip December and be again born in May?
What do you say…
Think out of the prescribed box
become a genial Fox
let this world silently rocks
truth or bollocks?
A pocket seized Sun
a memory of a silent agitated gun
What has been done…
here?
Is it all, meant someday just to disappear?
Something is out of touch
Somebody has been thinking too damn much
Is anybody left on the watch?
Can we touch
this new sensation
peeking levitation
under falling bridge
in your escaped robotized fridge?
A Bridge to Far
uncertainty born with another shapeshifting scar
Have we nothing more to give?
Are we not meant shamelessly to receive?
Portals and projection
Potent stories about inaugurated rejections
hidden eyes imprisoned in self-reflections
blazing rays of devoted love affection
Breakaway nation
Burning confrontation captured in self-immolation
who made all these involuntary complications?
Unconscious Mind inside off the twitching self-operating Sun
Are they not born as One?
if reality blinks
will they be gone?
Answer the red articulate, dusty phone
before bewildered imaginations are too far gone
Don’t wake up at night alone
Infused illusion
cast by vibrant delusions
a Human murky shadow
operating in the close-minded meadow
Sonic sphere and radioactive belt
some stories,
are too true and they just melt
it is all here Heaven sent
or
are we dreamers in a Orion Belt?
Can only the heavens tell…
What is this awkward and sudden smell?
Is a reality created in the silver-brushed cartoon.
Are we all dreaming in the same hidden lagoon?
I wish you all well!
A Pocket Size Sun
A Pocket Size Moon
My dear friends…
See you soon!
Let’s say this is my comment here:https://jackheartblog.org/wp/2023/12/rainy-day-with-pyramid-head-in-crossville-tennessee/.html
Maybe I will post later, a poem I wrote on 6. December…or tomorrow..will see.
Both of you are Poet/Warriors. Thanks, HP, great stuff.
It really should be paramount on the minds of the cognizant that it was the great Marduk who defeated Tiamat and all her forces when she decided to destroy the universe, she herself had created. Yet the Abrahamic slobs consider Marduk evil, in fact I myself have been told that Marduk, Lucifer and Satan are all one in the same but I guess when you worship the limp dicked god of the Jews you must cast dispersion on the mighty God the Babylonians worshiped above all others, before man became naught but the livestock of the rest of the Anunnaki he should have slain back then and there. I doubt he'll make the same mistake again...