Poetry-Queen Anne's Lace (Choka poetry)/Self-forgetfulness/Scanning old paintings/My blue rain

Poetry-Queen Anne's Lace (Choka poetry)/Self-forgetfulness/Scanning old paintings/My blue rain

Queen Anne's Lace (Choka poetry)

It's great Queen Anne's Lace

Curling inward her 'birds' nest'

Closing her umbel upward

With spines of love fruits

White like snow, with pink shyness

When she touches lips of sun

These lips are bees and

He drinks her nectar, his teeth

Are caterpillars eating

Her leaves with passion

Each white flower has two seeds

Making him desire her

And her hairy stem

After blooming in clusters.

Self-forgetfulness

Gentle smooth touch

Of flower petals

Swallowing the kiss

An angry buzzing bumblebee

Fluffy and painted

Like in a thousand colors

Leaving the pollen

On the fingertip

Inhaling the pollen

For tasting the flower

Sitting in that field of daffodils

Yellow daffodils

For dreaming love

Until self-forgetfulness

For waking up

Then

When the dew

Is shining on the leaves

The breast caressing

Tasting the milk

Caressing the skin

Long hair touching

The increasing beard

And the flower flavor

Flooding the mouths

While kissing

And bearing all these..

Scanning old paintings

Withered canvas in new color,

Sentiments evaporating,

Ancient moments jumping in no time,

Washing away the colors,

Cracklings of the light,

Configuring the best angle,

Visualizing the faces with red scarring,

Understanding their riots,

Catching a rerun of the silent scream,

Hearing their heart beat,

Envisaging their static movement,

Envisaging the freedom within the florescent framework,

Stoning the reality,

Covering its eruptive erosions,

Galvanizing the ugliness.

My blue rain

Let my blue rain to hold your green of life

And save it from the cruel summer heat

We need so much, my love, to be alive

More than the dying body needs its blood.

We keep so deep in our hearts the crave,

That crave of love awaiting for its gleaming

In our Elysian dream like a soul in a grave

That colored dream engrossed by its deep meaning.

The light of our eyes is shadowed by the gray

Those clouds of suffering, clouds of awakening

Our souls need to rejoice while we need to pray

And our blissfulness is only love uplifting.

Our springs and winters are crowned and entwined

White snow gives all the glow to the exploding green

While green inside the glow of white is hidden

And life is pronged up by spring breeze like a queen.

A curve of silence as deep as a cascade of screams,

Effervescent as globs of foams filling the unwanted void,

Surrounds the green of nature, the rainbow sparkly gleams

Can these divine riches of nature be destroyed?

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