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Out of Silence
Talking to a towering
Silence
A mountain of wordless feature
Talking towards the peak
From the valley of empty spaces
Where words were
Or ought to have been
Talking to this towering
Talk-less shapeless
Feature
That features
A shaping solitude
Of a spread out
Radiance
Neither lights nor darkness
Appear but
A glow
Of some snow white phosphorescence
Sparks outward
I stand
Waiting
For the valley
To venture outward
Towards the zenith
Where that glow glows
No sounds required
A music gathers
In a silent symphony
Like light clouds mastering the sky
Come together
I gather the dusts
Of some memories or other
In the pocket
Of my jeans
Talking in non material
A linguistic
I am in tune
With a sphere
Where waiting
And music become
One
Waiting
For the rise
Of a sun
To propagate
A dawn
Of words?
Colours?
Shapes?
Notes?
Sculptures?
Designs?
Diagrams?
Images?
All out of silence
In a comprehensive
Connectedness
Like the way
Shadows and shapes
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the Following Poems Follow the Links
The
Inner Phantom
I
Search for the Myth of Life
Like
a Blown Kiss
Rainbow
Lady
East
Grinstead
Epyllion
Circularity
of Our Understanding
Playing
I do with Words
I’m
no Macbeth
The
Straight Line Theory
Keep
Falling Starlike
Slaves
of None
Through
the Window
In
the End
Theory
of Spin
A
House of Clouds in the Sky
The
Bud Dramatics
Sizzling
To
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Is
not Hard
Having to hold
Something
Precious and palpably
Present and proclaimed
Between the space
Of your blooming dreams
So that
They receive
The essence of growth
From its earth
Is not hard
But a choice
That one ought to make
To claim
The ownership
To expound in belonging
The earth
Offers
The springs
Rains must
Claim them
Otherwise
The prospects of springs
Offer grass for the grasp of sheep
To feed their baba bleating
Miracles
Are not available
To buy at shops
Or at online vista lodges
You are Welcome to Join
When I sit on my own
The space around me
Forms a silent tent-like home
Here I am a tree
Submerged in the surround sounds
Of silent-water swishing and swirling
Here in this tent
Come and sit
And listen to the shapes
Falling in the depth of water
Sounds that weave out into the ears
And sink themselves deep
Pebbles of silence they are
They reach the bottom
Where I cannot fathom the deep
And cannot tell you
How far that goes
Yet I sit and sip
My melancholy drink of thoughts
You are welcome
To join and drink
But only if you vow
Not to disturb the fishes
Of my dreams forming
It is I
And the creative momentum:
let the volcano speak
let the springs break the bound of all barriers,
heaven and earth blend in the expressions!
Let the diagrams flow
designs fly about
colours whirl and hurtle on
let shapes dance and pixels
murmur
and inherent is where everything
will soon be transparent in a
living, creating, being and peace
in a joyous celebration of being:
Say:
I hold life!
I have the key to this infinite universe
and its magic: it is Kaymagic I hold
I it is life and I it is from which it all radiates out!
To Read
the Following Poems Follow the Links
The
Inner Phantom
I
Search for the Myth of Life
Like
a Blown Kiss
Rainbow
Lady
East
Grinstead
Epyllion
Circularity
of Our Understanding
Playing
I do with Words
I’m
no Macbeth
The
Straight Line Theory
Keep
Falling Starlike
Slaves
of None
Through
the Window
In
the End
Theory
of Spin
A
House of Clouds in the Sky
The
Bud Dramatics
Sizzling
To
Read More of Munayem Mayenin's Poetry
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