Tuesday, April 8, 2025
SPRKS IN CSF: Disappeared...
Disappeared...
These times of ' disappeared', I stare to the todays,
Time stretches , circuitous ,shallow waves before my soul,
Bodies of retirements all gets disappeared,
Time stands very still , yet,
Funds go like magic, like people ,as does the bees,
All disappeared before us, fast from reality,
All lost in time , yet all before time ...
Fiddles there Nero, from a rooftop,
Glowing there in the dark, swirls there a fire below,
Disappeared is all in the smoke , no mirrors here yet...
by Pc-3 ( 04/07/2025)
Sunday, April 6, 2025
SPRKS IN CSF: Rain
Rain
Floating clouds hang low, the sky a grey mirror,
Drops fall in a long stream,
Out there , they spill and splatter,
Is it the earth that spills the drops ,
In a stream up to the clouds...
Is this day , another's prelude, or just a mirror?
To my dreamless nights,
Or to my slumbering wakefulness?...
Poem by Pc- 3 (04/05/2025)
Thursday, April 3, 2025
SPRKS IN CSF: Now
Now
Its time now , time to speak , that voice from your soul,
Beyond fears, yes -time to act , before the darkness,
Time is now , to speak, to voice ,to act,
Not time for fears, yes time to rise ,
Beyond the fears, yes now...
Not a time for uncertainty,
Before the dark, before the soul's inky death,
Time is now , to rise with light, with truth,
Its time now, yes now - before the light's death...
Poem by pc-3 (04/02/2025)