daubmir

~ FLOR LIBRE

2006-07-09T19:00:00.000+02:00

Hybiscus
Orchids and
Luscious green leaves,
A meditator's proxy
For the axis of
The mind

I find my spirit
Has exhausted
Its capacity to deal
With the world
And I'm in agony
From the wound

I distill my grief
To adapt to the
Present moment,
I'm ripping off
Every illusion,
Daring to bleed

I concentrate
The pain, but
I don't want relief:
I want life -
No enlightenment for me
But living

~ JUMP

2006-07-04T23:04:00.000+02:00

Jump
Into the space
Between
Your thoughts
And seize
The dream
That plunders
Your flame

ACCIDENTI INTERIORIINNERMOST INCIDENTS

2006-06-23T22:30:00.000+02:00

Churning vortices of fire
Centrifugal tunnels of water
Bursting scattershots of rock
The mechanics of upheaval
Bleak cataclysm
In my distant time

Subtle fractals of chaos
Anatomizing the storm
In illusory psychical constructs
Engulfed by the deluge of
Destructive power

Sudden
Intent
Strenuous gestures
Mental events and
Raw energy of Nature
In harrowing confrontation
With the hallucinogenic disruption
Of an interior shamanistic
Ordeal
Mesmeric curvilinear forcefield
In the mandala forms
Of fantasie fetched from the
Abyss

QUADRILINGUAL MADRIGAL

2006-05-31T15:51:00.000+02:00

AMANTS DANSANTS

DANCING LOVERS

AMANTI DANZANTI

NAACHTE DEEWANE

~ RISE ‘N SHINE

2006-05-30T15:09:00.000+02:00

Waking up early in Rome

Cries of defiance
Rise from the Aventine
In a sparrow’s glide
And break the blue sky
Echoing ripples of memory
Then falling swiftly from the air
The fragments of this fragile image
Ring on the choiring cables
And jangle gently in the wind
Like a quiet piano string
The waking blood
Now floods the apprehensive silence
Fearing the heart may quicken
And start to romp against the rib
Soft and insistent as a secret bell
Under a latinate cupola
Then life will have to begin.

~ APPRAISING HOME

2006-05-29T13:52:00.000+02:00

Through stalled air,
Unshadowed light,
A few leaves fall
Of their own weight
My woods oppressive,
The sky gray.
It begins in mist
Almost at the ground
And rises forever.
The poplars file silent,
Almost natural
But not quite,
Almost eternal
But not quite.

Here is what
Has always been.
Here is what
Will always be.
Even in me,
The eternal quest
Returns in rest,
Even to the slightest of
My interrogations,
A brush of wind now
Licks my face and answers.

My head is loud
With the labour of words.
My tongue hungers
For the sweet of speech.
But it is in silence
That my hope is,
And my peace.
A song whose lines
I cannot make or sing
Sounds Nature's quiet
Like a millennial root.

~ RETURN

2006-05-29T07:29:00.000+02:00

As I feel myself reappearing
From the profound rapture
Of the core,
I question, momentarily,
The value of returning.

For an instant
I am tempted to remain
In the place of infinite beauty,
But I begin to think of the interest
That life in the world holds -
Music, books, art, people:
A different kind of pleasure
Than the other,
And I let myself rise
To the surface of consciousness.

What would happen
Next time
If my joy in the world
Is not quite so strong
And I yield
To temptation?

~ 2 DEDICATIONS & 2 CONSOLATIONS

2006-05-29T03:02:00.000+02:00

ECOSSE Hail in spring Turns my mind To calm lochs and Patched fortune	LEONARDIANO Magical hand Celestial mind You generate The longest solstice For man’s ephemeral Stay
INTENSITY Sitar stroking The fibrils of my Sensual indulgence Deep	PAST WEEPING On a glass pane Dried droplets of Lacrimal salt

~ I HAVE BEEN WATCHING EVENING ARRIVE

2006-05-28T23:25:00.000+02:00

I have been watching evening arrive
The shades of black and blue
Cover the burst of flames
The sun has left behind
And some vital part of me
Being sanctified.

My eyes nailed to the dark
I melt into a murky sea
And some part of my soul
Tears its flanks apart
As I lay down alone in regret
And consume the night.

My fishing heart
Has craved itself vain
Its thumping folds cracked open
In hunger until they became
Two wings and held up
An ocean of longing.

Yet I can scribble invisible words
And perhaps you appear near
The night forcing an embrace upon us
The smell of our communion
alluring every sense and
Sweetening the sinews of this life.

~ MIND'S SURPRISE

2006-05-27T19:39:00.000+02:00

I am the wind that blows o'er the sea;
I am the wave of the deep;
I am the bull of seven battles;
I am the eagle on the rock;
I am the tear of the sun;
I am the fairest of plants;
I am a boar for courage;
I am a salmon in the water;
I am a lake in the plain;
I am the word of knowledge;
I am the head of the battle-dealing spear;
I am the god who fashions fire in the head.
I am the thought.

--Amarigen, a poet of the Goidelic Celts

Word within the word,
The unheard melody,
The spirit ditties of no tone.
The spiritualisation of the senses,
A restoration of the unsullied
Sense-activity of man in paradise.
The word in ecstasy,
The void in creation,
The ecstasy of nothingness,
The creative word.

Get the nothingness
Back into words.
The aim is words
With nothing to them;
Words that point beyond
Themselves rather than
To themselves; transparencies,
Translucencies, empty words.
A word constricted as a Black Hole,
With infinite gravity,
Attracting time, light and speech,
Corresponding to the void in things.

Through the word of words,
To dissolve the solid meanings,
And find the true significance.
To dissipate the empty gravity
And enter the total gravity,
To let the light not on but in.
To illuminate and ventilate,
Let words be filled with Light and Air.

Let there be Light,
Let there be superconsciousness
Through creative ecstasy,
The spiritual, noetic, pneumatic,
Airy body, filled with nothing
But ecstasy; takes flight,
For heaven, for the Universe.
A pregnant emptiness.
Object-loss, world-loss,
Is the precondition for all creation.

Creation is in or
Out of the void; ex nihilo.
Creation is out of nothing:
The unreal awakens me
Out of the sleep of reality.
Imagination is a better artist
Than imitation;
For where one craves only
What she has seen,
The other craves what
She has not seen.

~ TRIPTYCH

2006-05-27T06:57:00.000+02:00

1. STORM DAY BREAK

Thunder clap
Rebounds sharply
And the wind tussles my hair.

Sultry silence.
Arteries of lightning
Run down the charged sky.

And when the heated dawn
Sweats the rain
Out of my drenched shirt

However many rings of pain
The night has welded round me,
The opposing pull is now stronger -

The passion to break away.

2. ÉPREUVE BABELIQUE

I lodge
My thinking
Within the folds of
A language
So much older
Than I am
That I cannot master
The meaning of it
Brought back to life
Nevertheless
By my insistent
Speech

3. MIMESIS & MÉTHEXIS

The ephemeral
Can hope
To manifest
Some truth
By sharing the
Immutable,
Imitating
It,
Repeating
It,
Letting itself be
More or less
Haunted by
It
As I am haunted
By the ephemeral
Me
In the immutable
It.

~ HYDROGEN CRUCIBLE

2006-05-26T22:34:00.000+02:00

...OPEN YOUR ARMS AND TAKE IT ALL IN!

Why do the nations rage,
and the people meditate so foolishly?
--Psalm 2:1

Stranded on the shore of my inventiveness,
I'm feeling the strain.
Have I peaked my life,
From now on descending?
Unless I expand
I may fall in on myself.

All that is created
And is therefore individual
Has a beginning and an end,
But there is no universal
Beginning and end.

My universe may fall in on itself,
The red shift change to a blue.
All universes may be like
An expanding and contracting heart,
With the spores of humanity
Growing in the cool spaces
Between stars
Then withering in the autumn collapse;
Or they may expand eternally
A phoenix infinity or
An infinite expansion.

Suns must grow in heat and
Finally consume
Their planetary systems.

Look out of the window:
Everything you see
Is frozen fire in transit
Between fire and fire.
Cities, equations,
Lovers, landscapes:
All are hurtling towards
The hydrogen crucible.

If a cosmos is infinite,
It has no end.
If it has no end,
There can be no end
It is serving.
Its only end must lie
In its means.
It exists in order to exist.

Only one process allows
All conscious beings
To have equal importance:
An infinite one.

If there were any end
To which evolution was tending,
Then you and I would be
Slaves of a pharaoh,
A builder of pyramids.

But if there is no end,
And only in an infinite universe
Can there be no end,
Then you, from whatever world or
Age you come, And I
Are equal.
For both of us the slope
Is the same,
And reaches as far ahead
And as far behind.

~ CARRIER OF SPIRIT

2006-05-26T09:30:00.000+02:00

I come into being
As a slight thickening
At the end of a long thread.
Cells proliferate,
Become an excrescence,
And assume the shape of a man.

The end of the thread now
Lies buried within,
Shielded, inviolate.
My task is to bear it forward,
Pass it on.
I flourish for a moment,
Achieve a bit of singing
And dancing, a few memories
I would carve on stone,
Then I wither, twist out of shape.

The end of the thread now
Lies in my children, extends back
Through me, unbroken,
Unfathomable into the past.
Numberless thickenings
Have appeared on it,
Have flourished and
Have fallen away
As I now fall away.
Nothing remains but the germ-line.
What changes to produce
New structures as life evolves
Is not the momentary excrescence
But the hereditary arrangements
Within the thread.

But I am the carrier of spirit.
I know not how nor why nor where.
On my shoulders, in my eyes,
In anguished hands
Through unclear realm,
Into future unknown, unknowable,
And in continual creation,
I bear its full weight.
Depends it on me utterly,
Yet i know it not.
I inch it forward
With each beat of heart,
Give it the work of hand, of mind.
I falter, pass it on to my offspring,
Lay out my bones, fall away,
Am lost, forgotten.
Spirit passes on, enlarged,
Enriched, stranger, and complex.

I am being used. Should not I know
In whose service?
To whom, to what, give I
Unwitting loyalty?
What is this quest?
Beyond that which I have
What could I want? What is spirit?
Spirit rises, matter falls.
Spirit reaches like a flame,
A leap of a dancer.
Out of the void
It creates form like a god, is god.

Spirit was from the start,
Though even that beginning
May have been an ending
Of some earlier start.
If I look back far enough
I arrive at a primal mist
Wherein spirit is but
A restlessness of atoms,
A trembling of something there
That will not stay
In stillness and in cold.

Matter would have the universe
A uniform dispersion,
Motionless, complete.
Spirit would have an earth,
A heaven and a hell,
Whirl and conflict,
An incandescent sun
To drive away the dark,
Illuminate good and evil,
Would have thought,
Memory, desire,
Would build a stairway of forms
Increasing in complexity, inclusiveness,
To a heaven ever receding above,
Changing always in configuration,
Becoming when reached
But the way to more distant heavens,
The last... but there is no last,
For spirit tends upward without end,
Wanders, spirals, dips,
But tends ever upward,
Ruthlessly using lower forms
To create higher forms,
Moving toward ever greater inwardness,
Consciousness, spontaneity,
To an ever greater freedom:
Superconsciousness.

Particles become animate.
Spirit leaps aside from matter
Which tugs forever to pull down,
To make it still.
Minute creatures writhe
In warm oceans.
Ever more complex become
The tiny forms which bear for a moment
A questing spirit.
They come together, touch;
Spirit is beginning to create love.
They touch, something passes.
They die, die, and die, endlessly.

Who shall know the spawnings
In the rivers of my past?
Who shall count the waltzing grunion
on the shores of ancient seas?
Who shall hear the unheard poundings of that surf?
Who will mourn the rabbits of the plains,
The furry tides of lemmings?
They die, die, die, but have touched,
And something passes.
Spirit leaps away, creates new bodies,
Endlessly, ever more complex vessels
To bear spirit forward,
Pass it on enlarged to those who follow.

Virus becomes bacteria,
Becomes algae, becomes fern.
Thrust of spirit cracks stone,
Drives up the balsam fir.
Amoeba reaches out soft blunt arms
In ceaseless motion to find the world,
To know it better, to bring it in,
Growing larger, questing further,
Ever more capacious of spirit.
Anemone becomes squid, becomes fish;
Wiggling becomes swimming, becomes crawling;
Fish becomes slug, becomes lizard;
Crawling becomes walking,
Becomes running, becomes flying.

Living things reach out to each other,
Spirit leaps between.
Tropism becomes scent,
Becomes fascination,
Becomes lust,
Becomes love.
Lizard to fox to monkey to man,
In a look, in a word, we come together,
Touch, die, serve spirit
Without knowing,
Carry it forward, pass it on.
Ever more winged this spirit,
Ever greater its leaps.

From primal mist of matter
To spiralled galaxies and
Clockwork solar systems,
From molten rock to an earth
Of air and land and water,
From heaviness to lightness to life,
Sensation to perception,
Memory to consciousness -
Man now holds a mirror,
Spirit sees itself.

Within the river
Currents turn back, eddies whirl.
The river falters,
Disappears, emerges,
Moves on.
The general course is
The growth of form,
Increasing awareness,
Matter to mind to consciousness.
The harmony of man and nature
Is to be found in continuing this journey
Along its ancient course
Toward greater freedom
And higher awareness.

MEDITERRANEAN SONATA

2006-05-20T16:15:00.000+02:00

...dedicated to the beautiful women passing through my life...

~ WEBBING

To Renu

~ ITALIAN CLOTTING

~ ALTAR OFFERING

~ GRECIAN PAINTING

*** To this woman, my kallisteia...

2006-05-18T05:50:00.000+02:00

~ COCKTAILS

~ MY ILLUSION

FUGITIVE PIECES

2006-05-15T11:06:00.000+02:00

~ BOUND SENSUALITY

Like an invisible rope
That binds us
And the more we writhe
To free ourselves
The more
Our knots tighten
And dig into our flesh -
So the secret we share
Deeply mars
Our suffered humanity
In a tangle of borrowed excuses
And isosceles pubes.

~ STANDING AT DAWN

The moment
That counts most
For me
Is the one
That precedes
Sunrise
When my gaze
Eats the horizon
To discern
What is outlined
In the distance
And perceives
The Sun
But only sees
First light.

~ WAR WOUND

I tense my limbs
My shoulders lift
And as I strain
To raise my head,
The weight of nausea
Descends on it.
I reach my arm out,
Seeing a wild sight -
A thin white sprite
Sucking up my life.

~ READING LOVE

Lovers reading
Each other's bodies
Differ from
Reading the written pages
Of a Lover's book.

Not linear,
It starts at any point,
Skips and repeats itself,
Goes backward,
Insists and ramifies
In simultaneous and
Divergent messages,
Converges again,
Has moments of irritation,
Turns the jasper leaf,
Finds its place,
Gets lost.

A route to an end
Tending toward climax,
It arranges rhythmic phases,
Metrical scansions,
Recurrence of motives.

But climax is not the end:
It is the race to it,
Contrasted by another drive
That works in the opposite direction,
Swimming against the moments,
Recovering time.
Every episode
Is a three-dimensional model,
Perhaps four-dimensional
Or no model at all:
Every experience
Unrepeatable.

Lovemaking and reading
Open within magical
Times and spaces,
Yet deviate from measurable
Time and space.

In the confused improvisation
Of the first encounter,
The possible future together
Is read.
Today
Each of you
Is the object of the other's reading,
Each reads in the other
The unwritten story.
Tomorrow,
If you are together
If you lie down in the same bed
Like a settled couple,
Each will turn on the lamp
At the bedside
And sink into his or her
Book;
Two parallel readings
Will accompany the approach of sleep.

Returning from separated universes,
You'll turn out the light
And find each other
Fleetingly in the darkness
Where all separations
Are erased,
Before differing dreams
Draw you again,
One to one side
And one to the other.

~ OH EAGLE, I HURT SO BAD!

Crudities
Under duress
Prepare the soul
To cope with veracity
Yet offending beyond
The normality
Of pain…

No -
Stop philosophising,
No meandering!

I hurt so bad:
I feel like breaking
My heart is rending
And my spirit
Burns.

The eagle approaches
Her talons out
She claws my lungs
I lift away
I scream my joy
And halt my sorrow
I soar to Elysium
Until tomorrow.

~ Poetic perfection

For Daubmir

seekyoursoul

Beauty at your core
I am transfixed
On your shine
Words
Strengthen my inspiration
My soul drinks it in
Love and Unity
Filled with passion
Of poetic perfection

~ For Gianluca

For the unforgettable soul who crossed my path

naiad

~ Naiad and Hylas of the Argo crew... or Naiad and Daubmir of Arcadian dreams...

I dream of you Lover.
I feel the symbiotic
pull that melts all reason.
And in my dream, swirls of
fire and water dance
the dance of impossible harmony,
made real through
knowing you.
So you’re the Sun then
I’m the moon and if
like Artemis who pays me
ritual homage I remain alone,
I am forever haunted
by the brief eclipse.

~ Mujhe nahi pata ki pyaar kyaa hai?

A Hindi poem from a splendid creature... The Wanderer in Love

Mujhe nahi pata ki pyaar kyaa hai?
Agar dil me ek garaj
seene mein ek cheer pyaar hai...
to yahi pyaar hai
Par yeh pyaar to dil mein hi rahega
Ek gehre baadal ki tarah jo bas bhatakta rahega dar badar, saal pe saal

I don't know what love is
If a roar in the heart
And tearing in the bosom is love
Then maybe this is love
But this love will remain a secret in this heart
Like a dark heavy cloud which keeps on wandering year after year

2006-05-01T23:58:00.000+02:00

CUTTING JEWELS

If
It
Is
True
That
In
Every
Stone
Sleeps
A
Crystal
Then
In
My
Grey
Boulder
Slumbers
A
Sun

~ OCEANO MIO MARE ~ ~ ~ OCEAN MY SEA ~

2006-05-01T23:56:00.000+02:00

[bilingual composition: Italian / English]

To the Ocean God, who populates my dreams and has always been
a passionate motif in my wandering life...

Alazati!
Surge!

Onda magnifica
Magnificent wave

Fino a toccare
Until you touch

Il cielo
The sky

Del mio efflato
Of my efflate

Levati!
Rise!

Flutto immenso
Immense ripple

Della mia vita alata
Of my winged life

Tra gli spruzzi di fredda
Among the spray of

Brina salata
Cold salty brine

Cavallone pulsante
Pulsating breaker

Del tormento interiore
Of my inner blaze

Spacca con la tua
Part with your

Forza oceanica
Oceanic force

Il mare del mio stupore
The sea of my wonderment

2006-05-01T22:53:00.000+02:00

GOD'S THUNDER IN MY SOUL

I annul
All that is Me
In order to become
The All that is
In God

Everything I Am
Is Nothing -
Nothing I want to be
Is in Everything

God, listen!
I Am That I Am
Because
You Are

And I cannot comprehend...

2006-05-01T21:50:00.000+02:00

LAST ORDERS

I stand alone
On the core
Of the earth
Transfixed
By the lightning
Of metaphysical planes

And it’s suddenly night.

2006-05-01T20:36:00.000+02:00

I think people mainly want to look at my terrene shadow, and fancy I listen to their basic problems

But I only harken the humming of my Will…and offer results to those who can react in kind…
(…solitary synaesthesias, n'est pas?)

DRAGONFLY RIDDLE

Inside the Pentagram

Of my dissolute thoughts

Hovers the word

Of universal Amor

Outside the circle

Of my selfish wants

Thrives the root

Of Tetragrammaton

2006-05-01T19:30:00.000+02:00

EPHPHATHA!

Splitting the Logos
Into a million
Concepts
Engenders pain
Through the semantics
Of Life:

Speak one Word
And create
The Universe.

Mark 7:34 (King James Version):
And looking up to heaven, he sighed, and saith unto him, Ephphatha, that is, 'Be opened'.

It is that sigh which astounds me...

~ TASTE BUDS

2006-04-30T23:47:00.000+02:00

Papillae degusting
The juices of your orgasm
While frenetically
I reach for the aperture
Of a thousand desires.

I want you -
Always.

~ ENDS WITH A KISS

2006-04-29T23:06:00.000+02:00

2006-04-22T18:12:00.000+02:00

LA MUSIQUE ADOUCIT

The melody
of uncharted algorithms
leading
to my torment,
aspires to placate
the void
of my vacant
mind.

Why do you
return
to clutch my heart
like
an obsessive tide?

2006-04-22T17:17:00.000+02:00

MALAISE

Malaise
Is the melancholy
Of memories
Lost
In the heart
Of things.

Kyaan Mein Saagar Ki Ek Lehar Huun~~~Am I a wave of the Ocean

2006-04-22T16:03:00.000+02:00

Bilingual Hindi/English

Daubmir, Are you listening?

Kyaan Mein Saagar ki ek lehar huun
Jo tumhe chuu ke saagar me samaan jaati hei
Tarsaati hui,Lalchaati hui
Chuumti hui,Naachti hui
Aa Tu bhi is saagar me samman jaa
iski anant gehrayee mein
iski vishaal hriday mein
iski roam roam mein
iski boond boond mein
isi mein khushi ki shikhar he
isi mein kayamat hein
isi mein jannat hein

~ A THUNDEROUS ORGASM.....By Ray Forever

2006-04-22T15:45:00.000+02:00

O my writhing serpent

Shake off your endless skins

Shake off the nightmares of your past sins

And come writhe on me

Slide in me

Ride in me

Strangle me

In your embrace

Enter the maze

Of my emotions....

Whirl me

Swirl me

Rise with me

Cry with me

Until we find

The Truth

And then

Lie in each others arms

After

A thunderous orgasm

Eternal Bliss

~ Weave Me Into You.....by Ray Forever

2006-04-22T13:14:00.000+02:00

Weave me into you

You, the warp and I, the weft

In between, no space left

If anyone tried to tear

Will fail, coz we will share

A bond

So strong

With

An amalgamation of our spirits

No you

No me

Only We

~ Aa, Pyaar Ke Saagar Me Samman Jaa ~~~ Come, Merge in the Ocean of Love

2006-04-22T13:03:00.000+02:00

Hindi/English Bilingual

Daubmir, My reply

Mein, Ek Boond
jo saagar me samaa gayee
Ai Samudar....Tu Bhi aa isme samaa jaa
Zindagi bhar ki pyaas isme bhuja jaa
Isme samma ke tu bji paak ho jaa
Pyaar ki jwaar bhata me hum chalenge
Aur suraj ki kirne hame chumengin
To ham karengen safar us aakash me baadal banke
Aur is duniya me pyyar ke varshaan karengen

I am a drop
Which has merged in the ocean
O mighty sea...You also come and merge with me
And quench your lifetime thirst
By its touch you will be pure
We shall move in the love tides
And when The Sun will kiss us
We shall soar up to the sky
Turn into clouds
And then become raindrops of love showering over this world

~ ECDYSIS.....by Ray Forever

2006-04-22T10:20:00.000+02:00

Shed all your skins

Come out of your hiding

and

dance with me to ecstasy

~ SILENT INSIDE

2006-04-22T04:05:00.000+02:00

Staying silent inside you

Silent as a raindrop

Silent as a flower growing

Silent as a fragile heart

Silent as a gentle breeze

Silent as my faint heartbeat

Staying silent inside you

Silent as a butterfly

Silent as angels sleeping

Silent as a barefoot princess

Silent as a sensual whisper

Silent as falling in love

Staying silent inside you

~ HEART ALONE

2006-04-22T03:35:00.000+02:00

Luminosity

Eyes like angel dust

Sparkle

With love inside

Radiance of a smile

From deep within the heart

Heart

Gold

Friendship

Offered up with love

Hands warmed

Pure of heart

Yet all alone

Why

Unjust

Golden heart is crumbling

Shards of hurt

Damage irreversable

Betrayal

Loneliness

Soul cries out for mercy

~ FALLING AWAY

2006-04-22T02:25:00.000+02:00

FALLING SWIFTLY AWAY

FRAGMENT BY LOVELY FRAGMENT

INCESSANT SCREAMING SOUL

YEARNING TO BE WHOLE

IMPATIENT AS THE WIND

WANTING LOVE WITHIN

RESTLESS IN MY HEART

FALLING RAPIDLY

THE BEATS ARE SKIPPING FREQUENTLY

HOLES DOWN DEEP INSIDE

PREVENTING ITS REPAIR

NEVER TO FEEL SUFFUSED

TILL MY LOVER WILL BE NEAR

~ THE MUSE

2006-04-22T00:44:00.000+02:00

I long to be the muse

The lover he does choose

The one to sing his lovely songs

As he holds me all night long

I wish to be the muse

That swiftly moves his pen

The woman dreams are made of

His true love and his friend

I'd die to be the muse

Inspiring him so

If he only knew, once in his arms

He'd never let me go

~ SORRY FOR ME

2006-04-21T19:14:00.000+02:00

I felt sorry for me

My light was not bright enough

I felt sorry for me

I can't touch your face

I felt sorry for me

I can't hold you near

I felt sorry for me

That my soul calls to you

I felt sorry for me that I'm not where you are

I felt sorry for me that I can't be all you need

I feel sorry for thinking about myself so much

All I can do is offer you my love....

~ CHANTEZ LES CHANSONS D'AMOUR

2006-04-21T13:46:00.000+02:00

One voice in unison

Let's sing the songs of love

Put love in our hearts for all

Creating an immovable force

Passion and radiant light

An orchestral composition

If as one we all shine bright

Blinding love shall be our guide

So let us sing together

Of light and love to share

Show compassion for all men

Live with love and care

~ WOUND UP

2006-04-21T13:04:00.000+02:00

You have such a way that winds me up inside
Envisioning that want me look that I'll see in your eyes
As you say to me, you are mine all mine
How I long to have you right here by my side

I'd drink in your soulful eyes
My ears would hear your pleasured sighs
As you reached for paradise
We'd both be wrought with delight

Hands would tremble violently
Fervently reaching for me
Bodies burning like the fire
Blazing with lust and desire

Hotter still with every touch
Love inside that feels so much
As our lips meet in a kiss
We sing chansons of sweet bliss

Fiercely, you fall into me
Lovers brought to ecstasy

~ KILL ME.....By Ray Forever

2006-04-21T12:29:00.000+02:00

Kill me
Kill the sense of "Me"

Behead me
Behead me of my beliefs

Ground me
Ground me to dust,then I fly

Crush me
Crush the ego that rose high

Take me
Take this life without You

~ LONGINGS.....by Ray Forever

2006-04-21T09:59:00.000+02:00

I Wait In Anguished Longing

I wait in anguished longing
To be turned
From grape into wine
From mine to Thine
From water into vapour
From dull sight to sparkle in your eye
From a wick to a flame burning bright
From a caterpillar to a butterfly
From a speck in the earth to a star in the sky
From being dead to 'alive'
From wheat to bread
From a shadow into a fountainhead
From Black to Turquoise Blue
From Me to " Lost in You"

Earlier
My heart cried
Longing for flesh
Now
It cries
Longing for You

~ I WILL BE THE MUSIC THAT YOU WORE....By Ray Forever

2006-04-20T15:29:00.000+02:00

You sing....

I will be the mountain and hold your voice deep inside

You feel.....

I will be the earth and keep your vibrations in my core

You cry.....

I will be the ocean keeping your sacred drops alive

You chant....

I will be the holy hymn,we shall soar

You fly.....

I will be the sky,always holding you high

You dance.....

I will be the music that you wore

~ MY DEDICATION TO DAUBMIR

2006-04-20T02:46:00.000+02:00

I think it is time to honor the amazing poet and creator of this fine blog.

As far as I'm concerned, he is an inspiration to keep writing lovely poetry from all our hearts. He possesses endless talent. He is also a wonderful man. A friend to everyone and has so much love to give. I would like to dedicate some favorite poems of mine to Daubmir.

~IT STANDS

Over the vast rolling plains

Beyond the rustic treetops in the vineyard

Through the darkest night sky

Against the fiercest desert storm

After the volatile pouring rain

Across the seemingly infinite oceans

On the other side of it all

Stands my love for you

~LOVE NEVER APART

An ocean divides us
Nary a deterrence
For the passion I feel for you
Runs deeper than those waters
Miles divide us
My love never fret
For the intensity I feel for you
I shall go any distance
Not a thing exists to divide us
Surpassing my love for you
Two souls to melt eternally
If you so entrust
Love will never divide us
It resides in my heart
When at last we can unite
Love never will be apart

~MASTER OF MELODIES

The master of the melodies of my soul
Heard as gloriously euphonic sounds
Singing to my souls depths
A knowing that it has been found
The master of the melodies of my soul
Seems to know what needs to be heard
My soul soars in endless flight
When I read his words
The master of melodies of my soul
Must know that we are meant to be
For when my soul hears his songs
I've never been so free

~MY SECRET GARDEN

I have a secret garden
It was once a mystery
He dazzled me with his love
So I gave him the key
The question lies before me
I'll ask it once more
Does he want to see my roses?
Will he open up the door?
Love grows in my secret garden
Outstretched to the sky
It's not just ordinary love
It's the kind that makes you fly
Come to my garden and smell my fragrance sweet
When our souls meet by that gate
Our hearts will be complete

~OVERFLOW

It pours from you
Light erupts from every pore
Inspiring love and beauty
Come closer so I feel it
Radiating through my soul
So I can disperse it
Love you arouse
In all of humanity
Those who embrace
The overflow
Your exaltation of love

~POETIC PERFECTION

Beauty at your core
I am transfixed
On your shine
Words Strengthen my inspiration
My soul drinks it in
Love and Unity
Filled with passion
Of poetic perfection

~YOU MOVE ME

You move my heart
You move my soul
You fill me with lust
So out of control
You move my spirit
You move my mind
You make me feel contentment
So very hard to find

~SUFFUSION

My soul Eternal
Conceived
Benevolence of his heart and soul
Eloquent symmetry of love and light
Evoking love in all
Light illuminating humanity
Fear shan't be a deterrence
Unconditional love still flows
And souls can be suffused

~RESPLENDENCY

Resplendent is his exterior
Magnanimous his heart
Impeccable is his intelligence
Well versed, well rounded, eloquent
All I desire in totality
Two bodies, one soul eternal

~IMPECCABLE BEAUTY

He possesses impeccable beauty
Not only of the physical kind
Oh yes that takes your breath away
I mean what lies inside
When you see such outward grandeur
You would never know
Deep inside, his hearts so real
And he lets it show
He's been a friend to me
Put a smile back on my face
Listened, shared and he cared
Brought me to a sunny place
Friends like him I cherish
They are so hard to find
And even though he's far away
I'm glad he's one of mine

~ LOVE'S POWER

2006-04-19T23:22:00.001+02:00

Love is uncontainable in my existence
The rays beam through my skin
Sending it out to all
Love is attainable from my deep heart
If you are not afraid to wade in
You shall see it overflows
Love is unconditional that I give
For to me, love is love is love
And therefore ultimate acceptance

~ SONG OF THE APROSODIC BARD

2006-04-18T22:08:00.000+02:00

/L/

NOTE: A 'phoneme' is the smallest contrastive unit in the sound system of a language.

My Spiritual Exposition

2006-04-18T11:43:00.000+02:00

The following poetry is a glimpse inside my true soul

Light of Being

In a moment of serenity
I saw the brilliant light
Of a higher being
How it shined so bright
I feel this presence with me
Always by my side
Watching always over me
Keeping love inside
I shall hold it close and dear
For it's the light that guides me
Aware the light is always there
And I am living free

Love's Power

A heart so deep and true
Possessing light for all to see
I'll step out of the darkness
If you come with me
A love so pure and real
Powerful, so much
Let it flow inside of me
Cleanse me with its touch
A friend to hold me close
A hand to hold in mine
All I long for, so much more
A kiss to stop all time
A dream of us as one
Your eyes, they hold my sun
I want you to warm me
With the beauty that I see

Inspiration

An Artist or a poets dream and I am both you see:

Someone to make you believe
That life is for living and love is worth giving
Be inspired by the blue sky
Watch the clouds as they float by
Be inspired by the moon
By springtime flowers sweet perfume
Be inspired by the stars
They guide you wherever you are
Be inspired by music and dance
By the hope of love and romance
Be inspired by what you hold dear
Be inspired by those who care
But most of all, this is so true
Be inspired by Y O U!

Soul's Mirrors
I possess true knowledge
Not the kind you find in books
Knowledge of the heart and soul
Not judging by first look
I possess the answers to life big mystery
I found it deep inside my soul
I have found the key
I possess the things that can make this world alright
I can see the beauty in the darkness and in light
I can see a person for who they are inside
Just by looking at their eyes things become much clearer
I possess the knowledge looking into your soul's mirrors

Outside Of The Fire

If you choose to live your life
Standing outside of the fire
You shall never feel the heat and warmth that you desire
Outside of the flame will leave you cold
Your heart and soul will be hollow
Dance in the fire all of your days
And your pain shall be easier to swallow
All it takes is love of yourself
You can find it deep inside of you
In the center of life's fire
To thine own self you have been true

For The Soul
My passions are infinite
It may not seem like torture
But in sense it truly is
Passionate about life
Not enough money to truly live it
Passionate about love
But no place to give it
Passionate about art
But who can see it
Passion in my heart
It just seems to break
Passion in my soul

I see the light

This is why I am tortured so
My soul needs the passion to be whole

Compassion

In this world it seems to me we have so much to give
My wish is to help the world in this life I live
If someone is hungry, I'll feed them
If you need some blood I'll share
If you are sick and all alone, call me I'll take care
If you have a heart that's lonely
And want me to understand only
I'll be right there and show I care and do all that I can

When I walk down the city street
A homeless man begs for money
I gave him some quarters and it hurt my heart
when a lady said, Don't be stupid honey

Live with compassion inside of you
Put yourself in the other guys shoes

Drifting

In a dream you reach out
At last my soul receives the love it has been seeking
Glorious illumination
Taking flight in unison
Dispersing love and light to all of humanity

Abolish The Negativity

The power of many
Is greater than the power of few
The strength of love
Is greater than the strength of hatred
Together is better
Than isolation
Unity soars higher than singularity
We are all special in our hearts and souls
Abolish the negativity
Love, live, and rejoice in the beautiful things
For if we do, the hurt and hate will not survive

Dream Of Unity

Being of lightI perceive your sound
Feel your presence all around
Whether working or at play
I feel you with me every day
Guide me to a better place
Universal love and grace
A place where people love and give
Making life so nice to live
Being of light, you have the power
To help me through my darkest hours
When I'm feeling beaten down
You shine on me and light is found
I'll keep your light inside of me
And pursue my dream of unity

Beauty Of Love
Love is uncontainable in my existence
The rays beam through my skin
Sending it out to all
Love is attainable from my deep heart
If you are not afraid to wade in
You shall see it overflows
Love is unconditional that I give
For to me, love is love is love
And therefore ultimate acceptance

~ Love Can

2006-04-17T14:13:00.000+02:00

Burning for resolve

Passion within the soul

Respond to the divine summoning

To love in totality

And with immovable grace

Love shall uplift us to supernal dimensions

Love conquers all

~ MY IMPASSIONED SENSUALITY

2006-04-17T13:34:00.000+02:00

Carnal Perfection

Beneath the voluminous sky
Bathed in the beauty that is you
Luminosity in your eyes
As they rest upon my delicate features
My hair cascades onto your chest
As it heaves with desire
The air abundant with torridity
Lips touch tenderly with yearnings forcible
Your hands graze my supple breasts
As all of you summons to all of me
Intimate hungers revealed
Soul’s passions ignited
Encountering an impassable force
As our bodies gravitate closer
My head is dazed with delight
And I lie back as you penetrate me
My ears have been favored
For they have discerned the ballad of our souls

Ecstasy

In a darkened room
Hands slowly reach for each other
Softly exploring flesh
Lips meeting as bodies tremble
Skin against skin as pleasure approaches
Intimate unity as hearts and souls connect
Sensual moans of pleasure
Contentment with experiencing the art of making love
Dying in each others arms would now be okay

Amore

I want to get lost in your eyes
Stay a while between your thighs
Feel your lips pressed to mine
From your flesh drink strawberry wine
I want to feel your passion deep
Hold you as you fall alseep
Bodies naked and so free
As your love falls into me

As One

Slow shallow breath as their lips get closer
Hearts beating strongly as their flesh meets
Anticipation of pleasure surges through their souls
Skin against skin, bodies becoming as one
Oneness as hearts connect
Truly making love

Heat

I shall run to you on a tepid eve in summer
My skin felt as spun velvet beneath your fervent hands
I envision our glistening bodies
As candles burning cast shadows of love on the wall
Drawn together, feeling the fire of our souls coursing through us
My hands tremble as I reach for heaven
You come to all my senses as I touch the heat of your passion
As it bursts forth with appetence
All that lies within my deepest recesses is ablaze
As you dance wildly inside of me
Irony is met, when I’m caught like thisI feel infinitely free
Bountifully breathless, I discover
Your essence is embedded in my soul

Hunger

The incessant rumblings within
Hunger with a need to be satiated
Calm my soul with the words
That slide so gracefully from your tongue
My ears perceive them as the sweetest melodies
Bringing solace to my heart
Stirring passion from the depths of all that I am
Allow me to feel your breath upon my neck

As you stroke my skin with your silken hands

Invite me into all that is you

So I can share some of this love

Impassioned

Wanton lust in your eyes
Reaching slowly betwixt my thighs
Endless passions are unleashed
Come to me, my carnal feast
Lay your body next to mine
Give the kiss to stop all time
Softly touch my naked flesh
With a loving sweet caress
Put your manly hands on me
Bursting forth viriliy
Bodies tremble, pleasure met
Passion's love we won't forget
Coming close you slip inside
Ready for a wild ride
Lovers fire burning free
Your love explodes inside of me
Breathless in the afterglow
Not just about sex you know
Sex becomes much more than fun
When two souls melt into one

Yearning

Since the beginning of creation
Man yearned for woman
And woman for man
For Adam and Eve
Surely must have had quivering loins
Unconcealed in a garden of paradise
Blessed I have been with insatiable urges
To know all that passion beholds
I am endlessly yearning for wholeness
Unity only felt when longings are matched
and subsequently effectuated
Longing to have a kiss that sings a songof heavenly rapture
Craving to feel hands upon me
That savagely want to touch me
Yearning for physical and emotional mutuality
To deliver me to my sensual rhapsody
All I desire is to render all that I am
To all that he is
As impassioned love is made

Blissful Intimacy

The room is darkened, the night so still
With visions of you, my head is filled
I want you here right next to me
Lovers and friends we would be
A hand to hold a heart to touch
A body to touch that I lust so much
Kisses of passionate desire
Setting body and soul on fire
Touching each other inside and out
To me what love is really about
Intimate unity as bodies join
Ecstasy met with quivering loins
Souls melting together in bliss
Spiritual lovemaking, spiritual kiss

He Likes It Hot

Lay down with me in the rose garden
Under the shade of the olive tree
If you like I'll whisper to you
All the things you could do to me
The scent of the sea is in the air
The warms breeze gently blows my hair
You can't stop, you must kiss me now

You said I like it when it's hot
So I took off my sweater

Oh, Passionata

Oh passionata, oh night of love
Oh lay me down on a bed of roses
Kiss of my lips
Touch of my body
I kiss you all over
You writhe in pleasure
Oh passionata
Fall into me
Dance away within the deepest parts of me
Bring me to a happy place
Leave a smile on my face
Oh passionata, oh night of love

Unwavering Passions

My unwavering passions lure me to thee
Rousing all that had long been dormant within
Wanting to feel passions melt together
Forming a brilliant flame
To warm the most cold and desolate
My unbridled passions beckon only to you
Lay me down
Bring your inviting lips to mine
Gently caress my silken skin
I shall whisper all my desires to you
Allow me to pleasure you with my delicate lips
Ever so softly as you slowly drift to your bliss
My passions unleashed onto you
You come to me as your copious fortitude
Brings forth explosions simultaneously
Our souls are enjoined
As we are brought to our transcendent elation

~ SWIMMING IN THE RIVER OF THE THOUSAND LINGAS.....Ray Forever

2006-04-17T05:45:00.000+02:00

Naked desire

Lurking underneath

So bright

It can set fire...

Come, let us burn in it

And fly higher and higher

Soaring up to the stars

Of our fancy

Unleashing the girdle

Of our wanting....

Lets swim in the river of the thousand lingas*

Unabated, undulated

All consuming, seducing,

Haunting, burning, aching

And drown in the passion

Mine, yours, ours....

* Linga:
A stylized phallus worshiped as a manifestation of the god Shiva in the Hindu religion

~ YOU MAKE ME FEEL BEAUTIFUL.....by Ray Forever

2006-04-16T23:23:00.000+02:00

You make me feel beautiful
You make me feel complete
You make me want to give
You make me feel upbeat
You make me want to live
You make me feel the heat

Lets just make music together
You be my muse...
In this journey of love
Lets just find the hues
Of paradise...

~ INSIDE MY LOVE, DIE....By Ray Forever

2006-04-16T21:34:00.000+02:00

A deep dark night
Clutching like a parasite
Strange dark woods
Throwing its hoods
Refusing to let go
Howling winds blow
Threatening whirlpools
Demons rule
Tentacles and vines
Circle and entwine
Your dark mind
Raging tempest
Anguished quest
Died a thousand deaths
Trying to set love on the breath
Deep cloud cover
O seething lover
Dont burn so bright
In your own light
Slide out from the side
Do it now
Before you die
Run,escape
Before you get raped
By your own mind
Thats made you blind
With its simmering steam
Can hear your soul scream
Soar up to the sky
Along the length of my thigh
Wings of your fancy and fly
Up,up,high,high
Join me inside
Inside my love,Die.....

~ ODE TO RUMI by Renu

2006-04-15T23:02:00.000+02:00

~ All things are possible, except skiing through a revolving door

2006-04-15T22:05:00.000+02:00

I have travelled the whole world, consumed by an inner fire I cannot decipher yet. But my disquiet and restlessness hasn't abated: I'm still as impulsive, angry, emotional, and discontent as when I was first born into puberty.

But when I compose poetry, oh when I compose! When I write I seem to become universal, in an orgasmic, a-tonic, mental masturbating sort of way that pampers my deeper requisites for sensual freedom and awakens the genius in me.

I am actively thinking, while I write. While I'm writing for you and to you, the anonymous reader.

All active thinking is more than a mere linking together of images and conceptions. Can you intellectually connect with me and perceive the genius?

Genius: his messages take shape in the secret depths of the soul...

Philosopher Galton wrote that "what is generally meant by genius is the automatic activity of the mind, as distinguished from the effort of the will. In a man of genius, the ideas come as by inspiration; he is driven rather than drives himself."

It is a gift of the gods... Plato, himself a genius, suggests that creative thought is a kind of madness sent upon men by the gods in accordance with some purpose of which they and not we are conscious. Being conscious that I am not really a genius, I should be satisfied with my intuitive mind, as intuition is the basis of all thinking. The intuited idea is operative throughout the whole process of the collection of facts, the brooding over them, the gradual heightening of the tension, the sudden release and the slow and steady mastery of the detail by the elaboration of the conceptions and judgments. In any concrete act of thinking mind's active experience is both intuitive and intellectual. If you wish to be my intellectual connection, in turn I should be intuitively your medium for manipulating your higher sense of existence. Accept?

I mean: do you accept that?

It is a mistake to think that the only qualifications for elucidating truth and fulfilment in life are purely intellectual. Only those whose lives are deep and rich light on the really vital syntheses significant to mankind.

Shouldn't we do our part in the synthesis of our life? Let's be creative then, if we cannot be true geniuses. Let's be alive and expressive in all our senses.

Artistic. Yes.

The work of art is the crystallization of a life-process. Grab my hand... shed your skin awhile, and be an artist with me, just like I want to be an artist with you, unlearning to relearn -- just like Socrates said.

Is this my electronic virtual crisis? Since I've just about experienced any sort of intellectual crisis available to man, I may as well have a cyber-crisis online!

(sarcastic laugh)

I've been like this since birth, so no bullshit. It's actual awareness, finally. A wanting for aesthetic achievement. My mind is in labour and craves for sustenance from the whole being. No more crap from others.

Now read a poem, for chrissake! Or write me a poem...

This is the prayer I understand, no other.

True poetry which is rich with a world of suffering and experience, has the fullness and mystery, and depth and authority of life itself. It is because the poet sees so intensely that he is able to communicate to us his feeling and judgment. The creative spirit and its activity are so unlike the conscious mind that the latter feels itself to be inspired and raised above its normal power by the breath of spirit. Can you bear with me a moment about "inspiration"?

The inspired souls speak from a centre of consciousness that has transcended the limits of its finitude and so claim an authoritativeness which is not within the power of the normal individual to bestow. They do not think so much as thoughts come to them. Hey, you see how close we now come to the concept of "genius" as Plato sees it? So, perhaps all hope is not lost. The poet believes that his work is due not to his intellectual skill or imaginative boldness but to what he calls his inspiration.

I feel inspired. My reader, if you do exist, you've got to believe me: I feel soooo inspired I could initiate an atomic fission by just composing a haiku verse!

But DO YOU feel inspired? Well, do you? Ever?

Since inspiration comes to the poet's life and fades out of it regardless of his inclination, he traces it to a power more unconscious than conscious. To the ancient Hindus and the Greeks, the poetic exercise is a religious act, and the poet invokes his muse and begins with a prayer. Ever read Homer? It is always a dialogue between the daimon and the psyche. The authors of the Vedic hymns regarded themselves as channels of something greater than they knew, instruments of a higher soul beyond themselves. They do not so much create the contents as contemplate them in their moments of deepest insight. Plato in his Symposium suggests a similar view. Aristotle says that the poet is either "happily gifted by nature" or "a bit of a maniac". Dante says: "I am one who, when love inspires, take note and as he dictates within me I express myself."

Isn't all this beautiful? Yes, it is.

The poetic experience is but momentary for the veil is redrawn and the mood of exaltation passes. The poet attempts a translation of the ineffable experience into words. While poetry is in the soul, the poem is a pale reflection of the original, an attempt to register in words an impression which has become an image in memory.

Here, dear virtual reader, I falter.
Here I have my tragedy: cannot ever be satisfied with my "registrations". There is something incommensurable in poetry, eluding my expression in words. The poetic temper is in all of us though only a few develop it. The poet has the gift, which fewer still have, of communicating the experience by words of immediate power which compel the wandering mind to respond to his appeal. It is truly difficult to translate states of soul into words and images. The success of art is measured by the extent to which it is able to render experiences of one dimension into terms of another.

The difference between a poet and a non-poet is that the experience of the former is larger and his verbal control greater. And an adequate control of technique is essential to the poet. Even in the act of composition the poet is in a state in which the reflective elements are subordinated to the intuitive. The vision, however, is not operative for so long as it continues, its very stress acts as a check on expression. The experience is recollected but not in tranquillity. Poetry is the language of excitement. For in recollecting the exciting experience, the poet recreates the conditions of its happening and identifies himself with it. The spell of the experience is still on the poet and under its influence he employs intuitive words and images which possess emotional value more than logical meaning. While poetry is not the vision itself, but only the image of it, still its quality depends on the degree with which it calls up the vision.

Let us then be poets together, and call up a vision to share....

... The following pages show my caleidoscopic vision, hope you'll enjoy it and contribute --- if you are truly out there... Merci bien

~ I WISH YOU TO UNFOLD ME...

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I wish you to unfold me
I wish you to hold me
I wish you to undress me
I wish you to bless me
I wish you to ravage me
I wish you to savage me
I wish you to blaze me
I wish you to daze me
I wish you to love me
love me to death
I wish you to smother me
smother me with your love
I wish you to inspire me
inspire me to sing
sing with you
together
where we can view
and feel
a garden of paradise

~ sung by Ray Forever...

~ UNTIE THE KNOT by Renu

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~ ARE YOU THE SIGH THAT ESCAPED FROM MY LIPS by Renu

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~ UNTITLED by Renu

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~ HERE ARE MY EYES... by Renu

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~ LET'S REACH NEW HEIGHTS by Renu

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Feel my spirit

Fill my emptiness

Stroke my passion

Soak my throbbing

Hold the lightness of my soul

Behold the beauty that is within

Touch me and make me whole

singing through my skin

dancing with delight

Show me the light

Lets reach new heights

~ MY MESSAGE by Trisha Evensen

2006-04-12T19:28:00.000+02:00

~ I DO

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Je t'aime toujours

~ CARESSING

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~ I WANTED

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~ HAPPINESS

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~ La Chanson de Aïcha

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Comme si je n'existais pas
Elle est passée à côté de moi
Sans un regard reine de Saba
J'ai dit Aïcha prends tout est pour toi
Voici les perles les bijoux
Aussi l'or autour de ton cou
Les fruits bien mûrs au goût de miel

Ma vie Aïcha si tu m'aimes
J'irais où ton souffle nous mène
Dans les pays d'ivoire et d'ébène
J'effacerais tes larmes tes peines
Rien n'est trop beau pour une si belle oh !

Aïcha Aïcha écoute-moi
Aïcha, Aïcha t'en vas pas
Aïcha Aïcha regarde-moi
Aïcha Aïcha réponds-moi

Je dirais les mots les poèmes
Je jouerais les musiques du ciel
Je prendrais les rayons du soleil
Pour éclairer tes yeux de rêves

Elle a dit garde tes trésors
Moi je vaux mieux que tout ça
Des barreaux sont des barreaux même en or
Je veux les mêmes droits que toi
Du respect pour chaque jour moi je ne veux que l'amour

Aïcha Aïcha écoute-moi
Aïcha, Aïcha t'en vas pas
Aïcha Aïcha regarde-moi
Aïcha Aïcha écoute-moi
Aïcha Aïcha réponds-moi

Chanson : Khaled - Aïcha
Paroles : J. J. Goldman
Maison de production : Mercury / Universal

This beautiful song can be downloaded by clicking here, and a videoclip of same can be downloaded from Khaled's website (select "Video").

~ LA MUSIQUE ADOUCIT

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~ QUAGMIRE

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This one you can sing at night, with your guitar on a beach thinking about lost love...

~ EAT ME

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~ VANISHING ACT

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~ MYSTERY UNRESOLVED

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~ I AM I

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~ PHOTOGRAPH

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~ ASSISTANCE

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~ Filles

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Filles

~ GREEK AUSTRALIS

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~ ALL

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~ REACH

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~ ESCLAMATION

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~ AMOUR GITAN

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~ CURETTED FURY

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~ MORTUARY

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N.B.: It is a forensic fact that the human body begins its decomposition exactly 240 seconds after death.

~ HARMONIC INTERNALITY

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~ BECKONING EREBOS

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~ SOLITARY SYNAESTHESIA

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To those who are putrefying...

~ SENSING

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~ SEPARATING GRIMACE

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~ PSYCHOTROPY

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~ RAPE

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~ BASIC NEEDS

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~ TERMINATION

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~ TIP TAPPING

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Cool spring
On a silver stone

~ INTIMACY

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~ VIOLATION

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Against child abuse

~ THE RIGGER

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~ PUPA

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~ PERDIDO

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~ PARTING

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~ ASCERTAIN

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~ KICKING FAMINE *

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* African Hymn.

~ CALISTHENICS

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~ CONNECTING THE DOTS

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daubmir

~ FLOR LIBRE

~ JUMP

ACCIDENTI INTERIORIINNERMOST INCIDENTS

QUADRILINGUAL MADRIGAL

~ RISE ‘N SHINE

~ APPRAISING HOME

~ RETURN

~ 2 DEDICATIONS & 2 CONSOLATIONS

~ I HAVE BEEN WATCHING EVENING ARRIVE

~ MIND'S SURPRISE

~ TRIPTYCH

~ HYDROGEN CRUCIBLE

~ CARRIER OF SPIRIT

MEDITERRANEAN SONATA

FUGITIVE PIECES

~ OCEANO MIO MARE ~ ~ ~ OCEAN MY SEA ~

~ TASTE BUDS

~ ENDS WITH A KISS

~~Kyaan Mein Saagar Ki Ek Lehar Huun~~~~~Am I a wave of the Ocean

~ A THUNDEROUS ORGASM.....By Ray Forever

~ Weave Me Into You.....by Ray Forever

~ Aa, Pyaar Ke Saagar Me Samman Jaa ~~~ Come, Merge in the Ocean of Love

~ ECDYSIS.....by Ray Forever

~ SILENT INSIDE

~ HEART ALONE

~ FALLING AWAY

~ THE MUSE

~ SORRY FOR ME

~ CHANTEZ LES CHANSONS D'AMOUR

~ WOUND UP

~ KILL ME.....By Ray Forever

~ LONGINGS.....by Ray Forever

~ I WILL BE THE MUSIC THAT YOU WORE....By Ray Forever

~ MY DEDICATION TO DAUBMIR

~ LOVE'S POWER

~ SONG OF THE APROSODIC BARD

My Spiritual Exposition

~ Love Can

~ MY IMPASSIONED SENSUALITY

~ SWIMMING IN THE RIVER OF THE THOUSAND LINGAS.....Ray Forever

~ YOU MAKE ME FEEL BEAUTIFUL.....by Ray Forever

~ INSIDE MY LOVE, DIE....By Ray Forever

~ ODE TO RUMI by Renu

~ All things are possible, except skiing through a revolving door

~ I WISH YOU TO UNFOLD ME...

~ UNTIE THE KNOT by Renu

~ ARE YOU THE SIGH THAT ESCAPED FROM MY LIPS by Renu

~ UNTITLED by Renu

~ HERE ARE MY EYES... by Renu

~ LET'S REACH NEW HEIGHTS by Renu

~ MY MESSAGE by Trisha Evensen

~ I DO

~ CARESSING

~ I WANTED

~ HAPPINESS

~ La Chanson de Aïcha

~ LA MUSIQUE ADOUCIT

~ QUAGMIRE

~ EAT ME

~ VANISHING ACT

~ MYSTERY UNRESOLVED

~ I AM I

~ PHOTOGRAPH

~ ASSISTANCE

~ Filles

~ GREEK AUSTRALIS

~ ALL

~ REACH

~ ESCLAMATION

~ AMOUR GITAN

~ CURETTED FURY

~ MORTUARY

~ HARMONIC INTERNALITY

~ BECKONING EREBOS

~ SOLITARY SYNAESTHESIA

~ SENSING

~ SEPARATING GRIMACE

~ PSYCHOTROPY

~ RAPE

Kyaan Mein Saagar Ki Ek Lehar Huun~~~Am I a wave of the Ocean