Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
Like water unmanaged,
Versatile and formless
I seep through the threshold ofÂ
Existential questions, a diverse set of wavelengths
Causation: a portion of my being,
Conjuring the unpredictable.
As my vessel traverses through
The coldest winters you unload,
My spirit and soul orbit around my casing,
R-P-Ms range from here to there
Circular motions from my ethereal form,
Making rounds at the centre; my core,Â
Drenched, in heavenly light.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Art by:Â ryky
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A simple, delicate kiss, from those sweet lips
Proceeds to be that which gives
A lapse to cognitive functions;
For but a second, what follows, besides
A Kickstarter to, perhaps, the most persistent
Stream of thoughts; coiling, concentric circles
Around me, like an asteroid belt, Â
Overwhelming but enticing.
What they see as just another piece
Is to me, another window
They fail to peek through,
We, as poets, do not just write, no,
No… it’s not that simple bystander,
We open gateways to a new universe.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Art by:Â ryky
*Final piece for this () series of poems*
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Benefits of tonal shifts
The pressure encapsulating my heart
Dispersed, harnessed and reversed
From a dark pigment to an everlasting glow.
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If I am to continue, on this journey
Darkness volleyed my way …
Love is all I need strive to return
From my end of the court, to yours.
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To be who I need to be,
I need to acknowledge; let go,
The phantom pain…
We were not meant to be
And that’s alright…Â
We embrace love in different ways
And hate you, I will not, instead
I will reflect on our triumphs;
Our cherished moments.
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Unveiling my humanity, a rare sight to see
But, for you, I will
“You meant a lot to me
Good-bye …”
For real this time.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Photograph by:Â incolor16
… And just like that
It ended.
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Addicted, she was
To balancing the hearts of men
Pushed her luck
Off a cliff, attempting to unearth
A combination
From her many slaves
That could equate to the weight of mine.
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… Ambitious …
For I am not just a man
Hieroglyphics from doors long sealed hide
The key to that which defines
Me… purge the thought of witnessing
My reflection in the mirror
For there is not more than one me.
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Consider this an exorcism
Of all I restrained,
As I waved good-bye.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Photograph by:Â incolor16
Shielded from the worst
The sphere had to offer,
Except inevitable eventualities;
Departing the outlier,
Her warm embrace.
“You set ablaze live embers,
You constellate and design star formations”
 She said that of me,
So vehemently
So much so,
I started to believe it too.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Photograph by:Â incolor16
A collaboration between me and the ultra talented Kim from the blog Peace, Love and Patchouli
As her blog name suggests, she spreads peace and love wherever her mind travels. If you haven’t already joined the journey she has embarked on, I suggest you do; you wont be disappointed 🙂 . You can find the link to her blog here
Slipping through,
Behind me I sense you
A daily taunt, a tease…
As the tides rise at your command
I watch smitten…
When today decides to marry
A new day, a dark veil descends
I relay, rather, reflect
The best you choose to give
The light, from your form
Brings me to their attention
Hides my darkness
As I orbit around their home…
I wake from a moving slumber
Feeling your cold cool loveliness caress
As you cover me like a glowing glove
My blush rises from behind
Radiating the warmth
As I burn through this space
Glancing as I watch you
Proud and silently slipping away….
… Slipping away,
Or so it seems, to them
For departing, means arriving
On the opposite side
Of this terrestrial plain
Time consciousness on infinity,
Never missing a beat, consistently
Gracing us with that light you,
In the simplest form,
Shine persistently.
I wait for you
Like a reflection in the mirror
I know you are there
Essences of my favorite shades,
We work the line
Invisible and steady
Knowing the cord reaches unseen
I am tied to you
And you to me
Eternally.
– Peace, Love and Patchouli & Original-Dante ©2017
Purity,
In her you unearth consistency
Reliability, self-knowledge
Heightened awareness for evil
When you commit,
Second nature to call you out,
For she is conditioned not to tolerate
That which is destined to be banished.
Impurity, gear up
For unpredictability
Like giving your heart to the 6th side of a dice;
Each day is a roll, a gamble, swerves aboundÂ
“Blessed” with curvature, counterweight to all logic
A seductress, Leaving you
As powerful as she wants you to thinkÂ
Consistently inconsistent, except
Where it doesn’t matter; you heard me right …
Self-preservation, impure motivations,
Entail you are disposed of
As soon as you outlive your usefulness.
– Original-Dante 
2017
Photograph by:Â incolor16
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