flame
l.
Haunted
by the memories
of an ancient love
I look for you
hidden
from everyone
with me, in my heart
I carry you.
clay
Light
has always been there
never beyond reach
flickering
at times flaming wild
defined spaces
clear boundaries
but to have a heart
that has bled much
loved much
it is in darkness
that the human in me
comes to life.
flowering lament
the boundaries have dissolved
and music ceaselessly plays
held captive by your gaze
I have become a moth to flame
with nothing left to say
I am melting in this moment
slowly fading in your haze
embrace me
in your arms
and let me escape
…..
inspired by one of the most moving compositions I have heard : Lament by Jacaszek
✺
fueled by your Presence
the inner flame
burns brighter
than a million suns
…..
music : Dreamcatcher by Bahramji and Maneesh de Moor
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ask from the dark clouds
or the flaming hearth
of endless nights spent
in waking eyes
that knew
neither rest
nor sleep
ask from the tears
that were too tired
to be wept
from the lips that bled
unutterable words
in sweet pain
of longing
all seeking
in unison
a window
a door
to reach you,
to enter
your perfumed garden
only to find
one full moon night
as if it were a dream
as if I needed to be pinched
in that fleeting moment
when I saw
you closing the window
me inside
with you
me inside
with the beauty unseen
with the timeless truth
giving me a dose
of intoxication
that will take
a few lifetimes to recover
that will take
more than
a few lifetimes
to recover
-‘๑’-
so kindle the flame
and move towards me
in silent passion
come closer and burn away
these shadows
of seeming separation
flickering flame
quiet
is the thought of you
slow burning
through the night
…..
photography by M : http://myworldonmuteblog.wordpress.com
towards light
carrying the eternal flame
I leap forward
into experience
across infinite possibility
with liquid consciousness
as my guide
gambling everything
on the way
I run ablaze
each alive moment
bearing witness
to my immortal essence
…..
Lightheaded by Mike Dacko, one of the most inspirational pieces I’ve come across
te amo
nostalgic tune,
love sublime
certain madness,
moments without time
fluttering spirit,
trembling zeal
piercing glance,
igniting a flame within
soft skin,
gentle strokes
warmth of touch,
swaying souls
awashed,
in turning of tide
flood of sweet sensations,
trickling nearby
heavenly bosom,
angel eyes
enticing madness,
under the midnight sky
a night
to remember
a dance
with a stranger
rubescent nostalgia
which dark waters am I treading,
with this hallowed crimson heart?
following the whispers in the scattered wind,
uttering prayer from my quivering lips
how will I speak of this enchanting tale,
whose splendour lies hidden in its roots?
of love unspoken, songs unheard and melody untouched
planting these silent kisses,
you play with my mind;
with your endearing invisible touch,
you comfort my most aching parts
your burning memory ignites a flame within,
and flowers begin to grow
from this forever bleeding wound