MIDDAY POETRY – “The Unfolding”

eternity since
the doors opened
still waiting at the sill
shivering I
to enter or to run
hide or reach within

pull on all the strengths
walk through
into the unknown
vulnerable
trusting in the good
the magic unfolds

at times glimpses
of infinity and love
preserving them
a desired skill
more than not
there are moments
defining the past
and fears that scream
into the future

a new chapter
every day
an opportunity
to transform
oneself
into love

awaits

recording of the above poem read by the author

MIDNIGHT POETRY ‘Alphabet of Symbols’

Alphabet of Symbols

Having said nothing
Appeared invisible
Comfort zone of a shell
Turtle in her tiny home

Study and research
Get a Nobel Prize
Heroes of today
Lost in past memories

Dust off the pollen
From the dirty veil
Vent out the brain
Crunch the letters

Empty like O
Crossed like X
Straight like I
Hooked on J
Climb on H
And Y?

Because the turmoil
Water down my back
Heart beats solid line
Freshly poured vacuum

Product of society
Packaged in cling film
Slow to change
Solid in roots

Seeds spread on toast
Down the throat
Sprouted new ideas
Inside the mind

Greater collective
Broken to pieces
Glued to the past
Waiting for a heroin

With patience
Shot of clarity
In vain
Flying past

Lie still or move