Time is probably the only real and unreal thing! Tanka:
Similar to clocks!
We abide to nature’s laws;
Timeless gravity
Our free Limbs are synergic;
Walking earth or devouring!
Clocks Have Limbs Too -Tanka
Tag Archives: Poem
The Great Conjunction— Jupiter and Saturn.
Although the year 2020 is history in itself; a year packed with dramatic events and shifts to our collective consciousness, making the past seem so foreign, as if from a whole other forgotten dimension.
In the process, existential values have been honed, gratefulness has become our inner solace, and inner discovery allowed us to see beyond ourselves—in this case, a celestial world celebrating the new era of our time.
A unique celebration of two planets conjunction—Saturn and Jupiter; the Great conjunction in the age of Aquarius. Ornamenting the sky like a pair of cherries— the closest they have been so far.
And since double cherries grow under a lot of stress; due to cherry trees being under tough conditions—from early exposure to heat, to being less exposed to water. Similar to the stressful year of 2020, yet resulting with a fruitful delicacy of taste and appearance seen in a unique Celestial communication over the darkened Earth sky.
Tanka:
It has been a year—
Of dramatic shift to life
Like a birthday cake;
Over baked under high heat
Then topped with sweet cherry pair.
Haiku
Integrity and patience are the means by which awaited revelations are given.
Through integrity;
the veil of torment reveals
patience is virtue.
Haiku
How beautifully a sky of dawn alternates between shades of light in a matter of seconds.
In a sky of dawn
Last night’s convoluted plots All became lucid.
Haiku
To that powerful, quenching sensation in the heart each time love and/or compassion knocks at its door—the feeling of empathy.
Like a rushed cascade
Submerging chest’s ground with warmth;
Pulsating heart veins
Tankas
The Magic of a Winter’s Atmosphere
Winter’s atmosphere
Illuminates the soul’s eyes;
Intense and bright hues
Of such calm seasonal face
A Mystical feel to life.
The Cycle of Life
The start or the end
Oh how a lot of them are!
A constant rebirth;
For all things like: birth and death
The natural cycle of soul
Flowers Dance with the Wind
What more ethereal
Than a morning flower dance
To songs of nature
With wintery dew and wind;
Nature’s vocation to sync
The Golden Yellow
Apples make a great source of vital nutrients. Not only do apples taste delicious, but they also come in a variety of flavors, shades, and colours. Ranging from shades of green, light to dark yellow, pink and all the way to dark red. As for their flavors: very sour to very sweet.
The importance of an apple has made it into the story of Adam and Eve, to Newton’s discovery of Gravity, and to Apple Inc. it is clear enough that an apple has a sublime source of bliss in and for our lives. Also, an apple is as picky in how it decides to show up in our lives, as how we would like to pick it.
I think it is the only fruit in the world that has picked humanity in ways we never imagined a fruit could.
My personal preference in apples is for the Golden Delicious. I like it because it’s sweet and crunchy, and can replace an unhealthy sweet-tooth craving quite well for me. It also reminds me of my childhood. I always chose it among all the other apple varieties.
The benefits of apples are numerous; from essential vitamins, insoluble fiber, to natural antioxidant. Besides, they taste great being baked in a pie.
So here is a crunchy tanka I wrote for apple lovers:
Golden Delicious:
Its saccharine, lustful burst
Makes a fancy sweet
Granting health longevity
As essential as pure gold.
Have a delicious day!
The Energy of Times
Through the passage of time’s memory
The universe declares all sensory
By the means of energetic spectrum
Along the chronology of wisdom
For the liveliness of its lucid mass
Materializing like transparent glass
Thereby an intense profusion of guise
Tinting sundry colours into the eyes
While embodying magnetism in display
Through its penetrating, cryptic way
In all things; among darkness and daylight
Hence pure quiddity resides at its might
The sublime source of Energy’s empire
Alternating between both ice and fire.
Poem by Farah A.Y
Crystal Stone
For all the faces of a crystal
They are all made of stones
Conserving its sacred essential
In many dimensions and tones
Inside mountain bones
Under the laws of heat
On lands and in all seas
So wherever it lays, its gleam will greet
Like fruits of bliss found on trees
For the beauty it admits, pleases all it sees
As a crystal holds protection
And from Earth’s essence it stems
Through the journey of compression
Producing life with gems
That comply to ancient tastes, and to all modern trends
Gems are gifts indeed
Out of Earth’s crystal seed
Poem by Farah A.Y
The Arion Voyage
Blanket of winds among the sparkling glints, shining
Where stars and clouds around the moon, flowing
On voyage to a land beyond the sky
With a mighty Arion steering us so high
While the wine on our lips, dried by the wind
For the horse is swift and from both sides, winged
As we reached the land, striding our way inside
There stood a castle, with gardens on each side
Behind the trees, we move around to peek
With one thing in mind; is to play hide and seek
Throughout this play we did not speak
In search for each other, we got lost in the maze
Amid the grass, we started out the chase
But it all seemed as though an unfolding plan
When soon into each other we finally ran
Poem by Farah A.Y
