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Nov 03, 2008
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Angry Love
1.
What be the difference between love and anger
i ask the wind uncommon
ushered away i
across
deserts near and far,
of ceaseless thoughts,
am i not welcome here in this strange new land
where mind is lost
with indignation?
Nay, i settle in for longest night
freezing breath upon my lips,
i my refuge take
inside cactus yellow,
with the drink of angels,
thirsting,
mortal with wounds of flesh
2.
from where comes this angry sea
churning like the tempest storm,
burn a plume of
emptiness,
O what dear sacrificial lamb
when led to slaughter?
3.
destiny strikes the holy cord, a distant
gong does
inside me
deeply
resonnate
memory falls on deafened ears
4.
anger crimson red
a rose unfolding
truly
shows
a head of thorns
a rage within
a rage
a rage
against the light
expand i now
to contraction’s point
the iceberg
freed from cold cold sea
5.
bliss, sweet bliss,
sweet sweet tender bliss
is all there is
inside
empty place
there is no one home
to open doors
there is no door
for passing through
6.
shattered
light is everywhere
the vessel
sails
in raptured heart
What be the difference between love and anger
i ask the wind uncommon
ushered away i
across
deserts near and far,
of ceaseless thoughts,
am i not welcome here in this strange new land
where mind is lost
with indignation?
Nay, i settle in for longest night
freezing breath upon my lips,
i my refuge take
inside cactus yellow,
with the drink of angels,
thirsting,
mortal with wounds of flesh
2.
from where comes this angry sea
churning like the tempest storm,
burn a plume of
emptiness,
O what dear sacrificial lamb
when led to slaughter?
3.
destiny strikes the holy cord, a distant
gong does
inside me
deeply
resonnate
memory falls on deafened ears
4.
anger crimson red
a rose unfolding
truly
shows
a head of thorns
a rage within
a rage
a rage
against the light
expand i now
to contraction’s point
the iceberg
freed from cold cold sea
5.
bliss, sweet bliss,
sweet sweet tender bliss
is all there is
inside
empty place
there is no one home
to open doors
there is no door
for passing through
6.
shattered
light is everywhere
the vessel
sails
in raptured heart
— Kailashana, Nov 03, 2008
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Critiques
zarul
17 years 7 months ago
Whoa
Eduardo Cruz
17 years 7 months ago
Anna,
Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
thank you zarul… all i can
themoonman
17 years 7 months ago
Anna...
RSScheerer
17 years 7 months ago
always full of expression, Anna
Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
like your knew avatar rodah,
RSScheerer
17 years 7 months ago
Changes I like
Jasmine
17 years 7 months ago
AMAZING
Linda Moses
17 years 7 months ago
Anna
Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
Thanks Linda, the small i is
colin mitchell…
17 years 7 months ago
Beautifully written, flow