POETIC OCEANS 2

Thank You,   Hyde Park Poetry,  Thursday Poets Rally for this Wonderful Surprise Award When Blessed By Freedom I am beside you once again Now be it sun storm or rain, Sorrow and fear are afar, Happiness floods me gone is the pain Of loneliness, peaceful is the soul; With chains of captivity broken at last How wonderful and precious it feels The sweet breath of freedom; Home again, among love and care Ah! Home is something very rare! In Gratitude   I bow down low, Bless me OH Lord! to You I pray, Give me courage to defend my land If need arises-any day.

Half covered, half numb, their senses cemented shaking revealing rhythming away the darkness     amid subdued lights, drinks drugs and dance,never cumbersome straying attraction  entranced love of all love controls the sights. It is better to rest to sleep to pray It is better to thank to weep, to stay Awake! Heed not the drowsy murmur of the bees       Be not lost in the  honeyed ease Come find your way on the map hold it firm on your lap Time...there is not much water in the tap... Birds of Mecca pelted pebbles from the sky Reluctant are only the disbelievers Loss is for the 'all deceivers' Prayer is better than sleep Prayer is better than sleep We all know about the flowers and fire We all know how to heaven the good went We know of locusts blood and the flood But Beware of the dense visible smoke' Which will be sent forth from the sky' A painful torment from up high... It is better to cover to help to gi...

Trees have grown green and tall Whether in winter or in Fall Trees have given shade in heat cold and made shadows for weary walkers, tired talkers  silent stalkers,  ere they may go 'Right' Trees like the Oak have shown 'integrity like so many have proven Truth and purity Trees have been the house of Nature for enlightenment and wisdom- Let us Love Trees and Be Wise 

I, desperately need my Muse 'not just to whisper, but to whistle and  blow loud and clear to unhook the verbal straps to ease the spiritual restlessness to restore the temporal and celestial balance to scorch away diablerie ghosts nestling secretly in smudgy shadowy corners seeping into the sleeping literary sores causing bizarre blisters burning away cognitive energies Oh Muse! I know You will not desert me' I wait for You to illumine what in me became dark Please restore the effulgence'

The sky is never engaged in battle not does it itself cause a rattle its blue for visions  of light and dark for the secret nights; The sky is never engaged but shines in gold the angry clouds enraged make it overcast and cold The sky is never engaged in war nor bombs it hurls but sprinkles the darkness with stars and shiny pearls.                                                     

A war so far a war on a star, A war on sand a war on land Detonating deafening deadening Defending destructing defying Death;    War on Terror, war by error?    War for the spoils, war for the Oil?    War on the Young, war by the Young,    Hopeless, groundless, Timeless war; A war by the armed, on the unarmed A War by the strong, on the weak throng A War by Dress  A War of stress A War of Mess by the Thoughtless;     War against Fire     War to spend. War to an end   War against Age  War by Rage;                   A War on a stage   A War in a cage A War of words A War with swords      What Man is warring in or warring out?     Laying hiding killing mines,     Building and crushing walls and bridges,     Filling moats or filling ditches, I ha...