Monday, October 17, 2011

Fragrant buds of the Soul

Fahredin Shehu

October the 17th 2011



I’m drained…

It is today this mood,

Poisoned seconds dropping

In my wound



Lost hope in personal Universe swallowed

Dreams of the Martyr

In the battlefield of the one before last

Orbit of life…emanating the stripe

Pf all dark to green nuances instead;

As the Rainbow melted on a day

When July the 10th finally echoed

The death of the last cell

That bond to Father



Year 2008 had all spells of Necronomicon

Assembled; in the spots of escaping light

Of Sagittarius constellation



Where is the dazzling light of?

Good- will Godling.



And the golden sparks of ashes felt

From the feet of Archangel

In the soil of the Solaris’ womb



Where are tinny Elementals

Serving Rose wine with Ginger

Orange peel and aniseed

To clarify my vision

Although the Snake I am not.

My Beloved



Alas Time brought furiously

The Gnostic silence of the dark green forest…

Took away in the breezes wings the scarlet

Face of the Shameful



The Shameless while sleeping in

A water mattress



And the white goose feathers stuffing

His pillow



A Rooster announces triple denial

Of the emerging Sage



The one who alerts the Kingdom

Of the just Emperor



So desperately...


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