Music - A short Poem

It's said that Music is food for the soul and it is truly so. Music heals, bridges distances, unites people across languages, religions and varying perspectives. Music is poetry expressing that which cannot be expressed in words. Music is divine, powerful, heart touching, fantasy and formless. Today, I present to you a short poem dedicated to this eternal, fluidic, mystical beauty we know as Music and you can also enjoy a wonderful relaxing music from Youtube that is attached in this post.

Source  : Youtube - Lounge chill out with Spanish Guitar

MUSIC

 (Copyright@PayalRoy2017)

Lilting notes from the Spanish Guitar,

A heart atuned to an everlasting song of love,

eyes close as the Spirit transcends

to ethereal havens, where

an eternal sun glows in magnificence,

as Music flows.

Like an infinte ocean, waves of ecstasy

convene, as shifting tides of melody

touch upon euphoric shores.

Fluid, lucid, sublime, divine,

Music shadows all twists of time,

as it diffuses through dynamic

facades of fate that halt for a moment,

dancing to lilting notes

from the Spanish Guitar, as they

transfuse through vacillations

creating portraits of the past, and then...

dissolve into oblivion, as fate

silently moves on.

Rise of Phoenix - a poem

Today I am going to present a poem on the mythical bird named Phoenix. According to Greek mythology, the Phoenix is a very ancient bird who lives for a long long time and symbolises the cycle of renewal -- birth, death and rebirth. The old Phoenix burns in the fire that it creates itself and rises from the ashes of its older self as a new and a young bird. Legends say that the Phoenix is a vibrant and colorful bird, wise beyond all human years with a fiery and mighty spirit that absorbs its massive energy from the sun. (Source Wikipedia )

Here's the poem -

RISE OF PHOENIX

Phoenix - the rise

("Rise of Phoenix" Copyright@PayalRoy2017) 

There was once a mighty bird,

a beauty to behold in the eyes,

as she’d streak through dense

clouds of frosty stares that

judged every action she’d take,

and cast her out over

divergent outlooks in their wake.

Phoenix - the rebirth

Vanity and spite ruled their worlds,

with vengence riding a tide, that

swept through distorted nooks and

crannies of their uptight, insecure pride.

It morphed their once beautiful hearts

into dark abysses, now devoid of any real love.

The bird knew it all, yet she

rose to reach for  the stars,

streaking past those frosty stares,

her magnificent plumage glittering

a red and gold shining in brilliance,

as resplendent rays of a radiant sun

lit her ever winding path.

The bird knew to stand tall,

to never quit even if

she were to fall, being

true to her legend of the wise

old soul she truly was all along.

The Phoenix...she was called

fiery, fervid, unyielding, informed.

And the bird knew it was time,

to shed her plume and prepare to die;

to rebuild her strength through a

 fresh start, though every time

she knew it was always hard.

But, the fire in her radiant heart

ignited her soul ... and once

again in glory, her spirit rose

in grace and grandeur from

seared ashes of a bygone mortality,

as she glowed alive anew,

in totality of her beauty.

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Silence - a short poem

I present to you my next short poetry creation titled Silence. I find silence to be the best guide and a wise choice to traverse through turbulent times which require patience and careful decisiveness to come out experienced and strong with a determination to keep on moving forward in the process of self improvement enabling us to help others around.

Here's the poem --

 

Silence of the Soul

SILENCE 

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When bitterness engulfs the mind, peace is hard to find;

when doubts abound, the heart with grief is bound;

when flaws with faults show up, the tongue gets hard to stop;

when nothing works in tune as past prejudices are not pruned...

Silence seems a golden fact, welcome it as a wise act.

Silence ... the unheard voice, says it all from the poised  depths of a receptive soul, as its ears

sift through a hollow, meaningless noise.

For, Silence ... which is prudent and sane,

gives the mind its strength again.

Ignited - A short poem

For those of you who love to dabble with poetry and prose and read short reads of a variety of styles, I'd like to make an endeavour to pull at your heart strings. Please find my short poem as the first post in this blog. Thanks for stopping by and do leave a comment as it will hugely encourage me to keep creating original poetry and prose on a variety of ideas!

Hearts ignited with fire of love

 IGNITED
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A fire burns bright, fiery as it awakens

this cold heart within ...

the heart ignites with a passion 

so strong and a zeal impossible

to disarm this fire that burns on.

The spirit within ... rises

like a phoenix ... ignited

from its ashes of a past now

turned to dust.

The heart reaches out to the light...

ignited, alive.