poetry and some more
I celebrate Women's Day with a few of my previous poems plus some recent thoughts. sweet tears at the point where night bids farewell she raises her head, crowned by a pallu of sizzling red, gold a slender mangalsutra enhances her slightly inverted neck the strongest of henna the darkest of kohl the boldest of kumkum a piercing flame … Continue reading Celebrate!
Though we identify light as revealing The Divine's noor* acts as a veil, to protect her Adorned by surahs**, expressions of the revelation Only she could counter humiliation with even more dignity The confluence for defined and unperceived truths Her presence was a mere tip of a mystical iceberg A mother, an exceptional lineage Would I be … Continue reading The Lady Of Light
it is only collectively that ignored voices gather momentum echoes from the past drumbeaters of the future People Power
Not in their numbers, nor in their riches Not even in their positions But only in persistence do people find their power *** our brave heroes at Karbala stood up for justice and against oppression they were few in number, had little material wealth and were not leaders Speak up! Persistently!
amidst muted colors we saw no evil blaring sound but we heard no evil with ambiguous words no evil we spoke heads buried in the sand wise monkeys we are
in this world filled with noise i am searching for silence where is it? oh wait.. i see it.. right up there next to injustice
~ even god waits until judgement day ~
while justice remains silenced hypocrisy acts as the instrument that deludes the ignorant and subdues those exploited
if only this world was big enough for all of us.... .....Wait! (Need I say more?)
though their obituaries are wordless poetry shall be recited by angels at the tiny graves of martyrs victims whose only fault was they happen to be born on the other side of the wall This poem is about the children of Gaza and a reminder of the people suffering oppression and injustice. At the same … Continue reading wordless poetry
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
POET CAFE - blog by Alex Markovich (42 y.o., Russia, author, artist, theater director)
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poetry and some more
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