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Sasha Damien, 20 january 2013
Stark
I am insomniac through memories, I stumble
Hard to resist, the lure so unceasing,
You go missing, and hope I walk with phantoms
Turn away truth, sweep off your footprints
Live away from me, your solo nights haunted
Hunting for your sleep, feeding shadows
The stars and the lone moon thru my ghost hands
Strain to reach your skies still, spangling echoes
Ignorance tossed a poisoned knife, one morning
Caught rage in her dark hair, her sanity broken
Her facts stripped, layers away from your winters
How do you breathe now, away from us
Fly with me again, ride the winds we always do
Angels in exile don’t lose their silver wings
Wake up early tomorrow, catch the dawn for me
Cried a fallen angel, and God cried helpless too…
Sasha Damien, 20 january 2013
Abstract
Letters etched into her mornings lie frayed
The author’s ritual, a prerogative waned
Words lie lost on abandoned shores
Little temples destroyed by harsh faith
She walks alone to the dawn each day,
Rising from promises muddied by his absence
Looking out for him, insane reasons to find him
Tracing futures out from his distant footprints
Waiting by the shores, her fragility bared
Silent footfalls echo his lost music notes
Hope torn apart, too mangled to sing
Crashing waves, her sanity stung
Wake him up memories, don’t turn him traitor
Mazes wind all destinies known to mankind
She lives on the brink of stolen futures
Spiraling alone, falling into her last dance…
Sasha Damien, 20 january 2013
Reckless Angels
They fly over lives, goddesses of change
Casting shadows in time, turning sanctuaries
Decaying claims crumble old and bored
To lilting choices raised from silent calls for help
They shrug off barren minds, limping handicapped
Smiling their victory at rage and helplessness
A broken heart sometimes, a call answered nevertheless
To bring lives together that went astray on familiarity
These angels though wing on, dancing tireless to the mystery
No spite or ignorance bruise their morphing realities
Guardians of keep, they tender forgotten hopes
An adulterous spoke to a wheel that needs the strength
Warping on, their work always seen in distortion
They pulse in networks of veiled wants and lustre
Their purity known and felt by souls they have touched
Lie harpooned by the rest of a world that has lost…
Sasha Damien, 22 june 2012
Picking Diamonds
I was picking diamonds from the heavens
When my hair got tangled with the stars in the breeze
Fireflies reached up in glee too, their soft glow dancing
Singing our mirth awash with moon-paint, I smiled
Then the night tugged gently, pulling away the sky
For the dawn to stroll in, with her show-stopper colors
The diamonds in my hands were spilling their brilliance
Reaching down to earth, to jewel my silent hopes
I learned to fly with the winds on rapture
Their swoosh, music to my hopes on wish-pegs
They warm themselves in the summer-sun promises
Waiting to burst alive on my future rainbows
Some nomads we pick treasures from the future
The skies and nature our only witness
We walk with them prized in our hunting bags
Carrying hope in its precious revered status...
Sasha Damien, 13 june 2012
Moon's Song
I race sunsets, I wear out sunbeams
I am the madness inside of every desire
I tiptoe in motes that hold distant promises
Tossing little secrets to winds of change
I harness the sun away from his days,
His evenings bound to my silver mane
Dusks churn out from our brilliance together
And then I dance in, queen of your nights
I haze your mind under my lunar gaze
And draw you out of your languid life
I sweep out wishes and pour them into days
And have the sun catch them, to bring them alive
I am the goddess of tides and waves
Your allegiance to me is bound by the forces
The Sun and Earth birthed you into this world
But it was me you were destined, to find your dreams…
Sasha Damien, 13 june 2012
Dichotomy
Cherishing moments, their memories flee time
Living their lives away by themselves
Solitude marks them, their dance without the other
Threading secrets into their lone existence
She trails his footsteps, and he, he goes where she would
Tandem in life, their rhythm in perfect symmetry
Their silence fall gently on each other’s universe
Keeping them together in two separate worlds
The prince of darkness cannot hold her light
It’s a sequence they are cloaked in, to battle out life
Their times together cannot be revealed
That’s the price they pay, to live out their truth
Grant them a wish, and it would be, each other
Just the one thing their lives would not hold
Ways of realties steel meshed in the matrix
Locked in love, forging on through layered realities...
Sasha Damien, 13 june 2012
Turning Dawn
Skipping daintily on dew drenched mornings
She wakes up the enigma in sleeping flowers -
Purple lilacs and yellow buttercups open up
As the sun rises on her delicate morning radiance
She rides the gentle breeze, first kiss of a new day
Touching sleepy minds, their worries brushed off
Nurtured by her soothing glow, the day climbs up again
To the waiting world, jaded from all the nights gone
She is the fragrance of new promises on the horizon
She cleanses little regrets, shaping them around
Breathing her freshness into their porous memories
A day unleashed for new beginnings from old songs
She is our heritage from the sun’s own treasure trove
Gracing our mornings, hewing its myriad possibilities
She paints afresh tirelessly though our churn is high
Turning dawn, working magic into the brilliant sun…
Sasha Damien, 13 june 2012
Release
That’s my soul in flight, across freedom
Winging through meadows, calm, and soaring high
I look down and see no one, not a single person
Just the flowers singing in the sunshine wash
The wind across my face, it is gentle on me, I am home
The elation I know is forever, I am a speck that was life
Spiraling in vantage, I am now free, in release
No mars, no scars from the old talons of humanity
I can sing, my voice clear over buried hurts
Carrying the crystal sparkle of my guileless spirit
I am luminance that the light carries as its heritage
Unleashed in my essence, I finally find my sanctuary
Goodbye earth, your dimensions couldn’t hold me
You cant have been my mother ever
You are browning yourself, with the trauma around you
Lets meet again when you find your release…
Sasha Damien, 2 april 2012
Crazy Notes...
I woke up the flowers before sunrise today
To hear about the imminent song
They seem to know your route to Eden
As wisdom paused too late and shuddered
Yesterday I was at the edge of the world
My silence around me did some crazy moves
The frangipani dew rained wet on my senses
Fragrant whispers as my sanity swayed with you
Our jasmines lit your radiance once more
Star-lights on me, your face from before sunrise
Your silver-hair kissed from my sated nights
Your arms slowly tightening their moon grip
You cant let go of me as yet, as we drench
Hand in hand in the rain, as I vapor in you
From days you are gone, till you return to us
Slivers of reality tangoing schizophrenic…
Sasha Damien, 12 december 2011
Eve
The wind howled its savage tunes
Moving the rain to torrent gloom
The dark wailed to the lonely night
As lightning lanced great blinding blows
She stood still in that treacherous moment
Waking to life that the creator wouldn’t share
Braving wrath and the serpent’s desertion
Innocent Eve birthed History and its Descendants
She was ruled by a jealous God
Of mysterious games and dark threats
Spurned by his territorial reserve and plays
Eve walked life to learn, to live
Braving centuries and newer Gods
She walks lives and carpets wisdom
Setting paces and wheeling destiny
A tireless creator scouring the same hearth
Now as God talks of free-will and sovereignty
Eve moves on sloughing old lampoons
Walking tall, among scholars and New-age
Smiling at secrets she learnt on that savage night.
Sasha Damien, 12 december 2011
Lens on Destiny’s Kink
I roomed in to this inertia from all those centuries
Walking from sunrises i had left behind
Trailing a life on latent memories that formed me
To discover lights colored by a lens man’s dreams
Like music’s curve on exhilaration, I tilt to him
Like the slant of morning sunrays, my thoughts keel
His every step prompts pages from my history
My cue that life pitched this time, canted true verticals..
I have danced through moments I always leave behind
Turning back to revel in me from those spaces
But now I stand alone on his cliff-tops from dark skies
Looking down solo, while my shadow beats alone..
Was it you I’ve been searching for, in all those faces?
Wasn’t it you I recognized from my wild future haze?
Every lens you look through would knoll my distant steps
Every frame you create would have me at their edges
Goodbye Stranger, it’s time for me to leave here
My world exacts me to distances I always belonged to
Someday when you look back, know I was right there
Doing time I did here, for you, towards that lone moment..
Sasha Damien, 11 november 2011
Déjà vu
There it was again, that familiar awakening
In your arms, in that ecstasy, too exquisite
The intoxication, like traveling through light
Through those eons we did together as one
It all comes back to me the same way
One moment of your ancient presence
Your breathe upon me; I find my way back
Overwhelmed with memories of our lives together
The security that blankets over my feverish senses
One more moment with you, I thirst in elation
In your arms, not of this earth that binds me
I reel, I fall, I wake up in you, euphoric again
The ancient secrets of our mingled breathes
Your gentle kisses; ballads from all of time
I am alive in everything you witness, I am you
Take me again beautiful, rhythm me your secrets…
Sasha Damien, 10 november 2011
Sometimes
Sometimes I stand at those edges
A part of me lost to the moment
Stepping away from flighty caution, I move
Spiraling towards them, like a firefly to fire
Destiny rooming in from time’s attic, waiting to turn
Curving towards calls from the cavern depths
That infinity patterns in light
Looking down at my vulnerability
A silent dancer, dancing away
Moving through opaque lifetimes
Bowing through various incarnations
Sitting wisdom on it’s ancient seat
In its single abode, my life, my soul
At its heaving octave….
Sometimes I stand alone, at a lonely distance
Living in their Dimension to raise lost vibrations,
To pull back the veil, to move them to that light,
My sole contract smoked at infinity’s hearth….
Sasha Damien, 8 november 2011
Euphoria In The Rain
Liquid mirth beckoned to her gypsy soul
Casting spells on her runaway thoughts
Its silver dance on her thrilled wet skin
Rained promises showered by forgotten gods
Euphoria reveled through the slithering drops
To caress, to whisper, to sing sensuous odes
Splashing her with wet water-secrets
As elation coursed through the lavish hour
The incessant beats quenched her rhythm
And danced her over to the salacious night
Moving her to the heady brink of satiety
Over the daring edge of a thirsty life
Walking in the rain, knocking on chances
Drawing charms from ancient wells
Warm summer rain and little wood-fairies
Weave their magic into the waiting dusk...
Latest comments:
4 may 2024
Weronika
Boli bo rektoskop to nie gadżet analny, więc
4 may 2024
Jutro jest niewyrażalne i nie do odgadnięcia.
3 may 2024
violetta
Drzewka do jedzenia:)
1 may 2024
Tak;)
1 may 2024
kb
złotej*
1 may 2024
kontoler żłotej poświaty
1 may 2024
samo życie, każdy swoje brudy ma, lepsze czy
1 may 2024
romantyczny to romantyczny, prawdziwy taki
1 may 2024
ten ketchup to fakt, trzeba przypilnować przy
1 may 2024
interesujący przekaz, jak dla mnie o własnej
1 may 2024
ucieczka z przewidzianym powrotem to też stabilizacja...
29 april 2024
Nie jest niczym podyktowany:)
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wiesiek
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kalik
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