Names do not matter;
Beyond our mere existence -
God is still the same.
Love SongDon't choke the love out of meLove Song by Filosofia
prodding incessantly for words and expressions;
I know you hoped my love for you
would move me to speak in gushes of verse,
but if the river were to dry
neither you nor I
could force it to do otherwise;
your frantic pales of spilling water, your harrowing spades
would only deepen the wound in the earth.
Lifeless it will flow
still it will die.
If gravity should command a different course
who are we to argue with the earth?
In vain, they hurl their should's and should-not's
wrapping their minds in shroud upon shroud
their hearts, pulverized -
cast in casts of error
infests the darkness; a fear of pain.
The sight of blood to the eyes is fine -
but the mind
(seeking refuge in the blind)
refuses to see hearts bleed, and die.
Don't choke the love out of me;
the love is gone, and you're choking me.
SpeedSpeedSpeed by Filosofia
is distance over time.
Distance is separation
the crack, the void,
a pain to be savored.
Time is passing
there's not enough to waste
in circular definitions;
time is a line, without a curve.
speed is the wind
blowing through your hair
not the numbers you stare at
as the world passes by.
...Your warm hair's a sonnet,... by Filosofia
Your scent is a song
Your smile is a painting
Of where I belong.
Your voice is my prayer
Your lips are my wine
Your heartbeat, my temple;
Pristine and divine.
Your eyes a deep well
A sweet ode to glee
Your confident gait;
Yet these words are naught
But insult to Time
For you are a poem
In no need of rhyme.
BlindMaybe her voiceBlind by Filosofia
Whispered through your ears
(in your mind)
Feels like her silky wisps of hair
At your fingertips
Maybe her smile
Brighter than the sun
Reflected in her eyes
Melts the world
Into the palm of your hand
Leaving you lost
In a space-less void
Sweet as honey, intoxicating as wine
To you she's all that is pure and divine
But I swear by the star where our fates intertwine,
No heart could ever love you as mine.
Therefore is winged cupid painted blind
Common Bodies Common BodiesCommon Bodies by b1gfan
(upon viewing photos taken by NASAs
Phoenix Mars Lander, November 2008)
There is no easy way from the earth to the stars.
SFMM - XXXXIThe planet bleeds from every corner, sweat and blood drowning the surface completely. The planet boils beyond recognition, killing every species on it.SFMM - XXXXI by Yueil
From the mixing bowl, from the ancestral soap, a rebirth, a new life, a single life form rising with no self, a blank slate.
God, Mother, Gaia, the giver of life, the lone being that crawled, walked, stared at it all, name it all with silent names, touched them, caressed them, loved them to the point of hatred.
Her songs brought the calm winds and the angry hurricanes, her will and power to feel released the hidden beauty of it all and the sad, crocked little planet turned around.
A mystical garden, a mystical place told only in legends or childs stories, now vacant. The Giver, Gaia now sleeps underneath the cold rocks, resting, nursing the roots, weeping tears that melt on the underground rivers, spreading to the oceans. Her arms hold the earth in place, giving strength and power. Her warm hearth pulsates, rotating the core in a
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