In lonely ablution
rapidly moving through
connected psychosouls
that reach out
in the moving magic of
multilayered universe
my hands have gone deep
too deep inside my mind
and touched mind’s fetus
till I regurgitate
the salt, sweet, bitter
I can see my mind
I’m not bothered about
dimensional abstractions
hanging in the air
or the swinging clock
flattened in time’s woes
I have exchanged my soul
with the universe
my body disappeared
being neutered
psychedelic possibilities
yet I ride on eternity
the soul hides in the
fabric of life
emerge colored, multifarious
contemporary in time and place
through emotional transformations
but then
behind my translucency
is my naked truth
bare yet unbroken.
24 September, 2007
Copyright - Saberi Roy, 2007
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Love,
Eileen
"behind my translucency
is my naked truth
bare yet unbroken."
Keats said:
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty, —that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."
You have proven him right in this outstanding piece.
~Butch Howard
Regis
a nice work of this view.....
Art Sun...
It is a wonderful feeling to free that soul that hides in life's fabric. Wonderful poem.
Thank you and my very best
Chris
They travel through time washing the thyme with golden words,
Body ,soul, and spirits muse vie for control;
Definitions of ideas become timeless antiques of passing.
As two become one with the conscious of order,
Being circumcised from the galaxy with Quantum infinites;
Like autumn leafs I possess seven spectral stairs of progenys definitives.
Born to the same moment by sensual transmutation,
As a innocent virgin birth is unbroken.