Two Poems – Complex Poetic Form and Triple Boketto Poem

Thoughts of Unknowing (Complex Poetic Form)

Thoughts of unknowing and you dance me

till I develop into the one motion… This tango undresses

my emotions, and I’m stripped of all unhealthy pondering

to be enlightened. I’m a Cartesian clear and distinct object

on this pyramidal peak of the mountain, the place

the echoes path off virtually ceaselessly over the horizon.

Let’s sing, both with energy, or with angels, or with freedom,

naught else, nor no extra songs, however a swing music,

a prothalamium, which





expresses nothing lower than the readability of our true emotions

and nothing greater than the rightness of our straight angles of view.

There is the fullness of our love, the place

God is knowable, whether or not willful or involuntary.

We can neither see nonetheless,

solace nonetheless each other

in our sufferings,

until we’re sadly caught in His

endless love cycle. There is, in reality,

a cognitive itch

and a divination utilizing the human type

whereas being alive,

when life is just not alive in its personal sense

apart from the eternity.

We may be good individuals

by this consciousness of ours,

which is relentless and reflexive,

particularly when it turns into an object in itself.

I’m not myself,

I’m solely this response of mine

in entrance of others

like a doppelgänger within the mirror.

The extra I really feel the time passing

the extra I perceive the eternity.

Yet flip, flip to reside every second of no return.

There is not any yellow horse in our desires,

neither is that this golden ripe wheat area

our land of freedom.

The solar nonetheless shines on each nonetheless inexperienced sunflower

Following it from east to west every day.

I am spellbound by

the swinging sonorous cadence

of the birds chirping on the pyramids

and on the peaks of the mountains.

Lost in Blue (Triple Boketto Poem)

Victims don’t have any place to remain;

Refugees are turned away,

When the night time goes down in the present day,

Nobody asks why.

Life goes by.

Kids want meals to remain alive

And make effort to outlive

Lost in blue.

How laborious is it to reside there?

All their new ailments are uncommon.

In this world wave of prayer,

Where the snakes can lie,

Life goes by.

The sands fall by the hourglass.

The hope withers just like the grass

Lost in blue.

Behind the brand new hid partitions,

Near the sky and the moist falls,

The life dances the demise’s calls

To upturn the attention.

Life goes by.

The chaos cannot rise above,

When the individuals seek for love,

Lost in blue.

Source by Marieta Maglas

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