Consciousness Poems
LONELINESS - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
by alexis karpouzos
Loneliness, Emotional pain, walks with us through the day,
and sleeps with us through the night,
Tears that is not visible to the naked eye,
silent screams that no one can hear,
feeling of relentless distress,
Trapped with nowhere to turn,
life is changing beyond our control,
someone else is pulling the strings,
causing this deep ache in the bottom of our soul.
but remember, for every soul there is a soul that touches yours –
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Live in Mercy - Alexis karpouzos
by alexis karpouzos
And this that we call life,
it is no more than the opening
and closing of a eye
a crevice in the unborn
through which there shone
a beam of light.
Perhaps we are only here to say,
live in the mercy
of the enkindless immensity.
The Red Room
by Liv Atkinson
I think that if you were to crack my ribs
If you were to peel back my skin and cleave apart the muscle and cartilage and bone
Let me bleed as you dig your fingers into the cavity of my chest, clutch my heart, and pull,
If you were to take it and cut it into a million tiny pieces,
You would find a little red door
With an old brass handle.
The door would open to a room the color of merlot wine
With cherry hardwood floors.
It has yellow paper stars on the rich walls
And glossy guitars
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When Religion Becomes Your Opium
by Ghairo Daniels
WHEN RELIGION BECOMES
YOUR OPIUM
When religion becomes your
opium you slip into icy pre-dawn
to mosque then lie in fever flu
at dusk as bilal calls again
for you to stumble towards
beckoning forefinger guilt
chalices cringing crying
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Fulcrum of a Rose
by Ghairo Daniels
my soul-rose has a fulcrum
sometimes
veined petals spread across
skies unknown, thorns ready
for piercing when blood
too perfumed passionate
both melancholic forlorn
vulnerable as jasmine or sturdy
as oak delivering acorns
unfurling as time dictates
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End Times : One
by Ghairo Daniels
END TIMES : ONE
[Poet’s Note : This poem arose out of a quote in Bible by Christ : “I will open my mouth in parables. I will utter things hidden since the creation of the world…This is how it will be at the end of the age…: Matt 13 : 31
I likewise will open my mouth in poems. I will utter dark secrets hidden in closets as Mother Earth transitions into Cosmic Heart. Let all truths be told.]
Her crippled body
hobbled disjointed to
peck my cheek
like Judas it
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Paintbrush
by Ghairo Daniels
PAINTBRUSH
Fingertips the bristles of a
pagan paintbrush
painting a Tree of Life
on pacified cheekbones
instead of in liver
from whence it sprung
now it burns to feed
HeartSpace with witty
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Existentialism
by Ghairo Daniels
EXISTENTIALISM
And there pigeon lay
blood dripping off tips of feathers
glazed eyes wounded
A passerby filed passed
an angry little boy kicked
venting rage of a lifetime
stuck in a township flat
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Fulcrum of a Rose
by Ghairo Daniels
my soul-rose has a fulcrum
sometimes
veined petals spread across
skies unknown, thorns ready
for piercing when blood
too perfumed passionate
both melancholic forlorn
vulnerable as jasmine or sturdy
as oak delivering acorns
unfurling as time dictates
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as we metamorphose
by Ghairo Daniels
as we metamorphose
two points of a straight line
birth and death that need to
lightly kiss, after plunging depths
dissolve scars, burns from rock
fires, drawings in mud or deserts
falling through dream spaces
crossing grids ferocious or mundane
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