Persephone Poems

Make it a religion.  The plan is grandiose,  The time is fertile, The results, speculated And the human, half transformed. A bit like the necromonger Who could almost teleport But got weak in that one moment When in between the spaces,  The human of not yet tomorrow Is ready to perish.  But I see an error: Praying at the age of aquarius,  Diversity is being removed  As the Shell of freedom Such that the essences Could meet  In the utopy of common consciousness. The energies claim all-included,  But the path we are invited to walk on Is baptized with the crave for happiness.  The paradox of niceness  Can carve out till the standard shape And all that we delete Was what was meant, but deemed.  A born blind's brain is special: A perception of different clarity  And so balanced areas That schizophrenic behavior  Cannot be conceived.  The world that we beg for  Is ruled by the dullness of comfort Soon stereotyped By e...

  Humans like to believe Each existence has purpose  And makes sense.  Ages come and go,  Destinies release determinism And the poles Play roles To make it feel diverse.  And it does feel different  When one chooses  What is new, Living in this life The opposite of the past. One switch away,  A life can be of an immortal,  And another  The life of an anonymity seeker.  Time to live, die and be remembered,  Never invisible,  Belonging to everyone who knows  A whisper of yours or about you.  Next try, intimidated by extroverted nature,  Becoming more intimate with non-existence,  The mortal life in a body  Feels more than enough. We seem to have a love-hate relation With alternating the likes.  What makes it interesting  Is the colossal distance  Between the contrariants. That's how we get to tell ourselves: This life is unique! Not having understood happiness  Attaches one of lif...

 In awe I stand in the face of the moment, I lay and I stay, no need to pray, I breathe and I fade, I dream and I play; There's nothing to look for,  There's all that and more In any of the blinks Break free from the strings! The meaning is swallowed By dogmas that Howl, By means of surrender, Be a dream catcher welder, There's nothing to choose from Because we are All. Time goes so fast From the first day to the last, All my life, all will die, All the wishes, all the cries. It's the stars In my eyes That are buring all the lies, It's the fire inside, See the truth burning alive. I will walk all the worlds, I will sleep beyond the walls, Will I find me somewhere? In the silence of a well, In the dance of their feet, There's no me nor you beneath. 

  Why would I care for a world that falls apart,  Made up of things that eventually die? Why shall I fight in a war I haven't start, Protect any truth when it's all just a lie? Humans arise from the light and turn into dust Only to bring all around with them down, Meet for desires and connect ruled by their lust, All for each self in this mad man town... * Someday I will wake up alone No Body left to carry on; Worlds I have dreamt were all in me, No queen to see, no king to be. We hold on to moments and scream for tomorrow, We cry thousand fears that have haunted old days, We carry our crosses with joy and with sorrow, Regreat and repeat, always lost in our ways... We hide our souls and believe in some empty shells, Put colors on dust and shout out that we're real, We do what we feel and pretent that's what God tells, Unknowing we don't know, for love we can kill. * Shadows are dancing on the wall, As fractals rise, more fractals fall; Some day all this shall disapp...

 Hey, sweet child what you're dreaming?  Hold on, I'm dissappearing! Guide my steps away From the roles that I play,  To the simple state of my being ; Learn to unlearn the meaning  Can't see the sky through the ceiling  Spread the wings and fly  Feel no fear to die  There's no war,  At the end there's no wining. 

  The silence feels eerie, the winds sound like war All ears abducted, all eyes withdrawn. Don't mingle! It's order some try to make!  Choose side,  be correct, for everyone' s sake! The spectrum of feelings needs filters and laws The beast must be tamed, no land for the raws. The longing for niceness is louder than freedom All minds shall adress the matter with wisdom. One snowflake is special, each  blink counts Why perfect, when nature does all that wants?

Such an augmented reality Is how we live That the dreams of the night Bath together With the dreams of the day; Old realities turned into ghosts And some into surrealism. As I am carried by wheels Inside a space defying the weather Feels like I travel in time For the speed towards the future Was a dream in the past. Does any cell in my body Ever sits still? We can change rules And bend fabrics of reality But all inside an ongoing dance. When I move closer To love and the beloved, It occurs this feeling out of time And out of mind That is when our beings Are as close as one,  And the bodies even Turn to stone. Or maybe they alchimize gold, Locked in extatic position; A gem like a god The climax of movement Is when it goes so fast That it's in all times In the same time: Everywhen.  Than it seems  All stoped From moving. 

Have no fear He said. So the ballerina started spinning again Raging sharp tones  Vibrating the musical box. Rythm is never constant. It does show the same thing On different speed. Than angles of lightbeams With rebel smoke And omnipresent dust Make up a new perception. Based on your beauty The thrills of this world Seem worthy When sliding to samsara With lust for love, Paying karma... For a demon is not meant To taste human love. Have no fear, He said. And made love to me. Dizzy from spinning,  She whispered in his ear: I come from where people send their fears; I am the shadow and the feeling it gives. One must know fear In order to embrace love. Afraid of death  We live life with courage, Afraid of life We love someone to walk with us Where the shadow does not show. No return; Darkness is home And love is played in this foreign realm Of human bodies, Filled with spectral feelings. Beyond does not matter; The ballerina is alive For the spin.

Holding Nothing  But Light. Is there an Inner  And an Outer? What is seen Is there ? Instance of Time Formed by Form. Chosen as fractal To manifest Conscioussness. One can be Aware Of Flow And coagulate Information.

Sparks in circles Dare to spiral  My hair joins along In tornadoes to the stars Life and death hold the bassline  Of Maya And the body experiences the cells in action Of birth, division, deterioration, death While cells activate from others' phoenix ashes Descendent stairs can be also ascended; Dare to manifest Your practical magic.

 Can it be That you and me Became one than we feared That we loose Something which  Was never more than a suit  We identified with And acted as was still war And the role of surviving  Was what life was about... One we are With many bodies Senses  And streams. The eyes don't hear The song for the ears, But they work for one mind. Our hearts are far  But their beat  Vibrates in the same theme It loops like fractals To keep it entertaining But sometimes there is a naughty particle A pixel that can catch  Enourmous glow of light. Than we make a different story Because the identification  Is not useful when we grow. Be one. No need to want  As one out of two Or one with another. That is where it lays The sinnfull field of materialism And the oceans of love.

They seek it. They wanna hold it. Like fireflies switched off Hungry Hunting those Lights. No Body knows how to love It So they swallow them  For the pleasure it gives to the Body Why try to hold a fire In your hands? To tame the Gods is never possible in samsara The lights turn off When embodied Glow just for a while Until they wear off  Without much fireworks... Let them All shine! Bewitched Lights  Fuel for Maya The Real Illusion That got a shape And a womb  And works on nurturing And experiencing. Wild Lights With magical powers Shine free!

 Shall lay on the shore The river flows gently Enormous water  In infinite waves None refused, None separate. Shall gaze at the pyramids Raising as hills  On the shore. Peace is there; And belonging. Arms of Love  Surrounding my soul Invisible, but present... My heart - a gate  Made by our beats. I see you  In the waves In the pyramids In the glittery waters. I am the river I am the wave I am the sunshine Reflecting inside. You are the river You are the wave You are the sparkles Swimming in my veins...

Your ravens are lost, Odin Your wolves left to act. What about you, Apollo,  Do you understand  The news your crow got? Almighty correct thinking Was factually never your strong point. The goddesses got bored And tired And excluded. Shakti wakes Shiva up  To dance  And spin his drum, But he keeps on fuckin falling asleep While other archetypes call themselves  Isvara. Praktri is out of inspiration Because Purusa got numbed Or dumbed It's kind of the same... Ignorance is no excuse!  Maa Kali only is having always power Sadly, she shall trip over Shiva Considering he ain't waking up...

  descending to find light deep inside in order to believe that human existence is precious and humans are worthy of existence such a hell of a place where species behave like drunken peter pans selfish and with pitty for choosing self flagelation too often... compassion i do, pitty is not compassion but merely claiming there is outside forces to blame. ascending?  not even if you call the snake who bullshitted the little prince!  there is no way out! salad in the soup with quince pie in my mind; passion in the eye so real makes hell disappear! heart is pure fire the sun in my center - a butterfly. blinks of graceful surrender; taken by the light i become, i temble in spirals of beems loving bright. can you find the way to the shore?

 I feel, I know, I'm so aware Of the great power in every cell! I love, believe, I can forgive It's Infinite what I can give... The choice is mine I am so strong My Heart - a Feather, can't be wrong! I hold the whole world in my hand, I rise and fall castles of sand... Lay by my side and hear my heart Can breathe together light from dark! Beyond dimensions we are one, The spirits free, the bodies gone... I am all that my Love can be, All eyes wide open you can see: The God behind my window frame; In you lives one who looks the same... For Love I can be: Mirror on the wall, Answer to your call, Show that you are whole A universe  Who likes to play a role Your eyes ain't of a doll They're windows to your Soul...

  We crush and blend into one vibration; The energy that moves us  Is the infinite potential of experience!  Like the stem cells becoming bones,  or blood,  or skin,  Depending on epigenetic decisions Of the morfogenetic expressions. There is no one And still there is a state Of such glorious manifestation That the saints call an epithany. The oldest cells That emerged at the beginning Of the being Mirror the same essence From beyond the retina Gazing into the black holes That lead to the dimension Of the souls... We wear the shapes So we can melt From the fire of passion And play with our bodies  As kids with plastiline Fractals  Of conscious consciousness  In blinks of space  And matter.  Until we accept There is all the nuances Squeezed together,  Pulled,  broken,  recombined,  Infinite the spectrum  Of states and sentience,  And a form  Who vanishes When it's felt the same elements that compose...

 Fog into the city crawled over my eyes Morning is sleeping, days are but lies.. False awakenings in a lucid dream Born again in a fake light beam... Spin and spin and spin after spin Until is forgotten the true light within. Beneath all the Me, beyond all the You, Cities are yelling, sky is not blue. Is it all Real or It is not True? Blinded by Light, overwhelming delight Neither is brilliant nor shining bright Expecting a glow and feels like a gloom Whatever meaning...Living The Doom... Deep far inside, Home far from Home, Click red ruby slippers and burn down Rome

  A bright star was born  In  moment of space. And reached in its journey Quite far for its pace. Passed dozens of suns And even more moons, Saw green lavish planets And deserts of dunes.  Star met a dust cloud And shivered, went blind,  Were unknown reactions,  It blinked, lost its mind.  Enchanted by force,  The star fell inlove With quimical moist; It played in the cove.  Unconscious of winds Or blue fire rays, The star and the dust Forged many days.  Seeing, by fortune,  Its brightness unseen,  It flew off the dust cloud, All changed to redeem.  It wasn't a star now, It wasn't prepared For clouds filled with color  Of which it is scared... There was only stars Who played in its hood,  No wicked formations  Who scream rainbow mood... 

 Sunburnt he is.... And he cries for his beauty But no weakness of muscle would strike Thanks to that...  His beauty  Is his steps through the heat,  His love for the water, His smile,  While the weight Seems Light. Cause Light is  What he's carrying,  Heart winged,  Open horizons. Strong is the One  Who lives for himself  Stronger the One  Who lives for the Others.  How to judge  A giver  From a liver?  Strongest the One  Who lives for the Self And free the One Who lives for Nobody; Crazy minded,  Scattered attentions,  Are they wrong Or are they real?  Would He carry his eyes With Light while not easy?  With the Love as the Spell Chained by it  Or lifted by it?  Let us be The Ones to meet each One As One is!  We ain't new born But if gotta strip Till the essence,  Let us do it with Love Layer by layer Healed and acknowledged  Never judged While understood. ...

  I was born to please,  All your pain to ease,  Walking on my knees,  Turn your storms to breeze.  I was called to love,  Be a warrior dove,  The fire in your stove,  Take you fly above.  Would you hold my hand,  Help me up to stand?  Or let me crawl till end Through the thorny land?  Your heart is out of reach While giving me your preach...  You pet my head: "Hey, bitch!  Your tears taste like peach.."  Oh, how you rocked and rolled,  Sting me with your cold...  " You're doomed!" so I was told,  " This love will turn to mold!"  I was made of light,  Put shadows out of sight I never care who's right,  Rather hug than fight.  Would you see inside,  And shut up your mind? Show me how you're kind, Your heart open wide! I was made too wise,  Blame it on wrong size,  Try again to rise,  Hope you're in disguise...

To go out of your own need,  The need you owe to have in life Or the need owning you, To distinguish from the other As to know who is right Is not love.  It does though inspire On how to understand Life of one as part of life of the other; Life together  belongs to whoever owns more needs. Blessed is the one Who is loved by the other when Self love gets scarce! When we meet our eyes,  I remember the dew drops of Indra's net, Shining the intricate dance of each other; Do you see your own reflection? Can i see his lightbody In my eyes That I see in his eyes In our vision Of the moment, Sealed by the butterfly effect And a drop of passion for drama, As demanded by the era. Oh, darling, Look how we're still dancing on rock and roll...  While cancel culture Is the counter culture And modern means to get skinned off Of all ideologies,  Burn the trends For the newer trends. How rebellious!  To digg for gold, To melt it all And bejewel your world,  To pou...

 The moon is rising on the hill A bit less full today, The light is showing us its will, It hides, but shines the way. Seems humble, the ball in the sky, But holds the force on night, I wonder if it wonders why For space won't need to fight. The human, craving for the stand Of omnipotent goals Would rule the sky and reign the land And conquer all the poles. But Absolute... We cannot be. Not even as the moon. For power is a dose of "me",  At most... The sun at noon. What God one would prefer to play When dressed with blood and lust? To power cannot even pray And infinite can't trust.  They'd crush us, to remind the fool That power holds the world! Shadows and moons they get to rule,  And frequencies of gold. 

  She could love. The happy man And the sad mad The same man in his madness And the other man who extracted her sanity From her upper lip  While feeding her walnuts  And touching her breast.  She could love.  Her quiet self And her loud self And the self who drove him mad.  She could love him,  And him, and him,  And she could even love the one  Whom the others didn't love.  Her love is a gift that has no condition  That marks him a good guy And another a not so good guy,  A kind king or a darey knight, Sometimes the dragon, Whose powers were dormant.  And she loves Their selves, Their suits, Their roles.  She dresses up to play along And dances till sunrise  And sometimes till dawn. 

 On the brink of coexistence Give hands freedom and fascism; It seemed as individual would win With its importance pointed out, After the wave of co-ops And codependent societies; Globalist new world, Not so brave... Cause happiness is prioritary,  And personal experience - irrelevant. Each one of us longs for comfort...  And once attained,  Boredom becomes the new extreme.  You want to be free,  But hoping the days to be nice,  The world to please you And you to rule the universe around.  I like to exercise my choices,  But wish you would consider me When you decide how to be,  What to feel,  Or the tango won't move any heart.  We strife within our societies For both the extremes to manifest.  The new age is made of the old elements And utopia is impossible  For human nature would dictate We start running towards the other side Whenever it reaches  A comfort zone.  Than we crave for it again Swearing the ot...