Do Not Restrict His Poetry - Dedicated to Mitchell Marso

Updated on November 9, 2017
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Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.

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When he leaves this world, do not confine him

To boxes and rigid stigmas, but remember his vastness.

Say rather that he rode upon the wind, a messenger,

Whispering a mystic symphony of words;

Transmitting their enchantments in the Hearts of all.

You may tell that he sung psalms to infinitude,

Chanted verses like the nightingale;

Recited melodies to the bells of Love.

And ‘though he was unschooled in the arts,

He weaved metaphors and couplets,

Dined at banquets with images and similes;

Juxtaposing many a lapis lazuli,

On the indigo surface of the moon.

No, do not restrain him in narrow lanes;

Back streets where his words be imprisoned.

Shout that he was eloquent and meaningful;

Resonated with passion;

Weaving a sacred tapestry so vibrant,

That it shed a river of tears,

Filling the void of seeking Hearts.

When you sit at firesides in discourses;

Examine at banquets, the elocution of words,

You may say that the cries of his Spirit fell, like crystal dew,

Adorning the fragrance of the rose in every core.

Remember, do not restrain his creativity … his inventiveness,

For he came dancing with drops of golden rain,

Weaving the brush and easel of his Spirit,

Like Chinese calligraphy… only painted with words --

Embroidered rainbows, garlanding the lantern of the soul.

Lantern of the soul

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Do not say he was ‘this’ or ‘that.’

The sweet cords of the sparrow still hums his poetry,

As he paints in graffiti, on the red petals of the Heart.

A Light-bringer, merging with myriad expressions;

Shining an illustrious beacon; erasing the darkness,

From the unlit caverns of despair.

You may say that he was a bird of hope,

A sweet melody… lipped-scented breath,

Stabbing the ambience with a cadence of fire.

And his lyrical voice was like music,

Rousing the sweet rapture of the soul.


-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier, 2nd August, 2017.

~Awakening The Inner Light ~

The Poetry of Hafiz

Restriction of words

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      manatita44 5 weeks ago from london

      Thank you so much Rasma. Appreciation.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 weeks ago from Riga, Latvia

      A most wonderful tribute.

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      manatita44 5 weeks ago from london

      Ha ha.

      Sometimes I write directly to the person and home in on his/her virtues, but mostly when I offer you something, it is because I feel that you are a nice person and at least good to me anyway. Sometimes the poetry still resonates, but not intended. Still, I'm happy that it fits. If so, then be more open and vast. Lol.

      Thank you so much for stopping by and reading my poems and especially this one, of course. Have a great evening.

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      Mitchell Marso 5 weeks ago from Mankato, MN

      Manatita, I feel honored. You'd be shocked by how much of these words directly fit my being. It is as if we were spiritually connected on an astral plane of consciousness. Thank you, my friend. I am left speechless and humbled.

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      manatita44 5 weeks ago from london

      You think so, my Dear?

      Cool! Would be nice to see yours too. I can only see what looks like five biscuit smiles. (or cookies, right) Lol. Thank you so much!!

      Note: I respond to what people say sometimes. Either on line or in poetry circles. Not necessarily about me, but in conversation with or about others. I now have a new one which I think is very cute.

      It's designed to address poetry circles, telling them I do not seek the laughter or the mind, but I want to reach their Hearts. Of course it's cleverly woven, as usual. See! I wanted to wet your lips. Ha ha.

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      Linda Lum 5 weeks ago from Washington State, USA

      Restrict poetry? Why would anyone want to; it is a melody created with words. I appreciate the photo of you. You look very happy and vital. May you have a wonderful day.

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      manatita44 5 weeks ago from london

      Thank you, Bill. Thank you so much!!

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      Bill Holland 5 weeks ago from Olympia, WA

      I have three words: never restrict poetry!

      As always, beautiful!

      And as always, peace to you!