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Poetry is the magic germinating out of the miracle of life

Imsi Imparnium Poetristries

Crafted in Nine Books

Clementinium Nectarine: Book One

Yonaeutanma Onadianta: Book Two

Thalimsansiam Ismilsoom: Book Three

Melimpomine Imhanam: Book Four

Terpsansipoma Rosansicuss: Book Five

Eranirisma Lusimsium: Book Six

Polyimsarine Katsarine: Book Seven

Yonarimsatwa Amorenam : Book Eight

Calliokatsarine Eternitimsimoon: Book Nine

Imsi Imparnium


This space by the bridge that connects two river banks
By this silent song a river where I stand and talk to you
Facing this building that bathes in the flowing bubbling
Wave-strung river where time stops and you and I begin

At the back where soft moist shadows paint the walls
Blocking the world and I face the flow of the high or
Low tide where aqua chatter and motion mark rhythm
In a running conversation. I stand by the wall feeling a

Friend’s touch and this raised little platform where you
Sit like a bloomed living flower of space and the wind
Runs through your hair and your eyes sparkle a playful

Song in radiance of silence in low and soft light you silk
Out a warmth and the vibrations from your being wave
Out like ocean’s rising tides reaching me wrapping me in
Your embrace and I look at you to see universe supernova

I talk to you as if you were there sitting and sipping me
As I become non edible a flow of silk to reach you to call
You and flow in and out of you glowing: I hear you speak
And your smiles’ cold flow and your laughter summer sol

Reach me bend me breaking the barriers of all that could
Bar our connections that bind us in like lights and dark
Tie this universe. I can only forget the flow of time and
I only feel I want to be near your elemental exuberance

The steps bellow that reach the water where white waves
Incessantly come rushing and I see at times you sitting
There with your dancing expressive feet reach out to be
Wet aqua painted and your skin in low lights shine glow

On the wall the green moss responds to gushing water’s
Constant care and smile a living art work that grew eating
On time’s passing and you look up and I look down at you
And we cease to be in time’s loop and become one in two

Locations in laurels of our togetherness and totally in tune
Ours is the universe that celebrates this silent opening of a
Sure fire diamond moment and we no longer command
Anything but our connections that tie our three dimensions

Our body mind soul all in an eternity’s time frozen bubble
We make love of a kind that only produces an orchestral
Abundance symphony where lights and colours words
And shapes, sizes things and nothing seasons and time

No longer separate but in relation we are where we sip
Each other drink and dance and sing and reach touching
Beyond what can be touched and we are alive in a rise
A rise that reaches photon spectrum of being-monsoon

And this space where I build a Tajmahal for you without
Costing anything to anyone but my being’s woods and
My feelings’ fragrance diamonds and sapphires for you
And their lights seasons songs and wishes all blended in

And I give you this as my symbol of our being in being’s
Awesome thunder monsoon for being my window to the
Universe its centre and location of it all and to celebrate
Your body-rivers oceans your mind’s seasons and reasons

And the velvet fluorescence of your soul that takes me to
Places where I no longer am alone or count worries’ coins
I give you this illuminated mansion this imsi Imparnium
Let this be your Tajmahal for the world to touch imsonium

A white song and a black poem a jubilation of lights and
Dark and let there be a season of singing and serenading
Let there be you and I living onadia like two light- vines in
The motional wind of the universe: expanding joys’ unison

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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

The Empititude Imsonata


In the evening’s fragranced spread of embedded dark and light
Like your smile and voice blending into a painting I walked
On Waterloo Bridge bewitched in the Savannah of thoughts
Southbound singing Orpheus I was in Eurydice in Iguana light

And this straight line between the London Eye and I pushed me
Back asking to stop and look and hold and hear and sing: behold!
The London Eye now an I-tree in the evening’s audience rising up-
Wards heaven-bound! A tree dressed in sparkling lightmonds of

Leaves spelling beauty’s awesome metre in a rhythm in which my
Heart sang almost ceasing as it grasped the sight inwards a pyramid
Formed of a base triangular holding the I-tree in the cement of soft
Silk that I made of my thoughts and the pining that was my breathe

As I let her plant her glowing spread into the depth of my singing
Soul I drank her the way earth drinks a seed and I planted it into
This poem that keeps singing now of the tree of the evening’s ger-
Mination and I thought now the I-trees of the London Eye and mine

Be forever rising together towards the heaven with the lightmond
Notes written on the body of the dark in the silver of the sparkles
Of their leaves and no-one could ever take them off or cut them
Down but gasp and sing: Stand! Be static and stir and sing: behold!

And now that I have planted myself in the body of the I-tree and
The toil of the joys forked themselves in on my eyes where I have
Two I-trees still dancing as two seismic sanguine linear body-flow
Finding my home I came home still singing The Emptititue Sonata

And at home I sat and drew a Michelangelo circle on a piece of
White paper and I placed the two I-trees crisscrossing the centre
Connecting the spreadth and breadth of the circle in a song of
Plentititude of being in love where one simply becomes a silence


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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

 

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