Anaira’s Musings !!

[Anaira_HH]

-- Primal Desire --

What about the primal desire of which we seldom speak,
Found among kings and queens, paupers and the meek.
A powerful urge within us that the body secretly craves,
An oceanic impulse that surges onward with tidal waves.

The oft-busy mind caught in a net with such singular focus,
Thinking of nothing else, as if driven by a swarm of locus.
The body at the mercy to the insistence of this primal urge,
The blood a flooded river to relentlessly in the veins surge.

A random meeting, a secret encounter, somehow life arranges,
A moment of utter intimacy found in the company of strangers.
To sit right on a barstool with seeking eyes ever on the prowl,
To find someone, anyone, give voice to the primal urge to howl.

Oh, for the days of innocence before pre-adolescent puberty,
When daylight filled our lives with its sweet, guileless virginity.
Eventually, the naked drive channeled into the desire for love,
To find true love, to be one with another, as a hand in a glove.

To shower the beloved with kisses, to anoint with love and bless,
Blinded by the lover, to whisper sweet nothings, the body to caress.
When finished, left alone again, as a wrung dishrag left behind,
The body wonders what happened within the labyrinth of the mind.

The unification of body and soul in a manner without measure,
To unveil the mystery of desire and love found in a cave as treasure.
Afterwards, with breath and heartbeat normal, a sense of release,
The body gives up its ghost to the spirit in an act of profound peace.

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[Anaira_HH]

-- Nothing I Love More --

Nothing I love more
than an eternal mystery,
Set out in plain language
for everyone to see.
Who wonders not at the
intrigue of a stranger,
An unknown person
offers an element of danger.
A question of life’s purpose
with no clear answer,
We stalk our way through
life as a night panther.
We wonder how and why
the universe was born,
How the continuum of time
out of eternity torn.
And what of eternity itself,
the notion of forever,
Are we to have
this one little life, eternity never.
Enough perhaps to know
these mysteries exist,
The questioning mind probes
and will ever persist.
Happy days when
there is still something to know,
Sad would be days
with nothing more still to know.
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[Rockzz]

-the knowing-​

My soul knows yours
not because
We have shared this journey before
but because
we began together...

in the spark of creation
we were flung far apart
across galaxies, time, space and lifetimes
but finally,
ah finally my love;

We have almost completed tuning our instruments
which is a wondrous thing
for the universal orchestra
has finished warming up;
the overture is beginning,
the curtain is rising
on the grandest of all dances...

So we remain entwined
in the divine return
of the infinite spark
of creation;
together...

 

[Rockzz]

“This Madness I Own”​

Oh, this madness that is me
My blood-filled eyes to those I see
I gathered up the ones who filled me with hate
I stripped them of their souls and hung them at the gate
I destroyed any love that was left in my heart
The tears that I’ve cried have torn me apart
She never understood my love reasons for goodbyes
Leaving her broken with only questions of why
I’m leaving the horizon behind to bury the sun
But the darkness is wary of the new life I’ve begun
So, my insanity just smiled at my want to bleed
The darkness seemed scared of my knife and a need
A sanities attitude that I once kept inside
Gave me a broken mind of hope with smiles that has lied
I once told time to a silent echo’s reflection
Then I cut out its eyes for its lack of perfection
So goes the privilege of the rich bird's tongue
For only Illusions are flawless and the tainted are hung
This madness I own collects the pennies from dead eyes
Then I built a mausoleum for all the screams and the cries
I rebuilt the night to entertain pieces broke
All those souls I’ve collected only silence they spoke
I am the want in a moment when the hallucinations speak
While eating the pieces broken, soaking in their madness unique
Walking through my darkness with these illusions I feel
I put all this inside my mind, for that’s where I keep what’s real
For those that I meet in my delusional mind of thought
Beware of my reasoning as all life I just bought
I am madness throughout time and rhyme of every night
On this side of lunacy is always a pallbearer's delight
So once again I watch my reality giving birth to a new breath
Then a moment of sanity when there’s a smile from death.

 

[Rockzz]

-note to my inner child-​

My precious child, you are so beautiful,
So intelligent and bright;
It breaks my heart to hear you,
weeping alone in your room each night.

Each morning when you arise,
You have a smile upon your face;
Somehow during the course of your day,
That joy, it gets erased.

You try so hard everyday,
To go out spread your light;
Always returning discouraged,
From the never ending fight.

The burden is heavy,
For one who is so young;
It’s preparing you for this journey,
On which you’ve only begun.

If I could I would sit there,
With you each and every night;
Hug you in my arms and tell you,
It all comes out right.

You are perfect,
You are enough;
This time of change,
It is pretty rough.

You’re learning so much,
While you’re forged in this fire;
Just let these challenges fuel you,
and you’ll burn even brighter.