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With Love, Anything at all Can Happen. Friday's Inspiration 11

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


With Love, Anything at All Can Happen, 1

My song-bird soars gracefully, laughing with the sun,

Its tale, a pair of rusted sonnets, told near firesides

On autumnal evenings, of the glories of creation.

She speaks of Silence, that elusive rascal, I’ve

Tried a million times to grasp. Alas! ‘Twas all in vain.

Stars kisses her cheeks; the candescent moon waltz on

Their radiant faces, twinkling and dancing in supernal

Beauty; singing lullabies to the heavenly minstrels.

Within the firmament, camellias blush; blue-crested robins

Adorn their sweet chords of eloquence, as my soul sings,

Steeped in flames of grandeur; the candescence of Paradise.

Sparrows embrace; rejoice in the freedom of boundless emptiness;

My Heart weeps rain, its drops so pure, as to dowse even the very

Fire of Hades. With Love, anything at all can happen. Didn’t I tell You?

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 8th February, 2020.


A Golden Flute, longing for the Joy of Lovers

I am a golden flute, isolated from its

True Source. My soul weeps with the agony

Of longing, yet I feel helpless, pulled by the

Shadows of worldly storms and boisterous minds.

Lost, forlorn and helpless is my state, not

Even dear ones will hear my ceaseless cries.

My Heart spills red on the abyss of insecurity;

The tears of the eyes run dry from crying.

Come! Sweet Shyama, listen to this tiny flame

Within. I yearn for the Joy of Lovers, steeped in

The sweet ecstasy of Thy name. Yet I feel like the

Dark night, longing endlessly for the dawn of awakening.

“Come! My crush angel. The cocoon hangs from

The foliage, seemingly enclosed, until the miracle

Of the butterfly emerges, in all its pristine glory.”

_ Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 30th June, 2020


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