Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

30 August 2017

Pursuing Peace For My Beloved

 Pure Land Buddhist Art, China. 

The concept of love is simple.
Love is pure and beautiful.
When people truly love you, 
they care about you, 
they want you to be happy.

The love of my life abruptly left this world in an accident,
He left me widowed, 
alone in the world,
I feel
shattered / broken / empty / lonely / sad
He is
the love of my life/
the oxygen to my lungs/
the pumping of my heart/
the neurons to my brain

I want to 
hurl myself off the cliff, 
fall into the ocean,
be carried away into the deep currents
floating amongst sea plankton, anemones, fishes, dolphins.

But I know that's not what my beloved wants for me
He's still here,
watching over me / loving me,
He's still alive,
in another form / in another world.
I feel him desperately trying to reach out to me,
but he can't speak to me, I can't see him,
I can only close my eyes, talk to him
knowing he's there on the other side, listening to me
whilst wishing he could hold me, comfort me.

Oh my beloved
How I miss you so, 
How I yearn to see you one more time. 

I know that for my beloved, 
I must be strong, remain steadfast
I must continue onto the Marga 
while still breathing in the physical form,
I must seek the light,
Pursuing peace for my beloved
So he could live in peace in the other world,
Knowing I'm taking care of myself, 
Not having to worry anymore.

The concept of love is simple, 
Love is pure and beautiful,
When you truly love someone, 
you allow them to be free, 
so they could be happy.

09 August 2017

The Lotus of Bodhi

The Blue Tara (Tibetan Buddhist art)

Apsaras fleeting around the clouds,
Whispering chants fade away in the wind, 
Seated at the tree, 
underneath low branches of swaying leaves, 
the mind opens,
the lotus blooms,
the fragrance sweetens the air,
the sangha swells with love,
as the Buddha dwells in her inner calm.


04 August 2017

You are the Sun // Pyaar de Mera Dil


Final resting place.

You are the sun which gives light to the flower that blooms within me,
You are the warmth like a haven to the flower, the ray that lights up my face,
You are the bright burning star glimmering a glow of hope I could hold onto,
You're my sun, I'm your flower
Pyaar de mera dil.

Everyday
The sun goes up and down,
Everyday
I look to you for the light, the warmth, the love.

One day, the sun does not rise
I pause, awaiting for your ascend
Alas! You have not entered the horizon.

Buried beneath the blackness,
the flower has withered within me,
I've become disarrayed,
shivering with cold,
tumbling around in the dark.
You're my sun, I'm your flower,
Pyaar de mera dil,
I beseech you,
Nay, I beg you,
Come on up,
Shine onto me anew.

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*Pyaar (de) mera dil translates to "Love (of) my heart" in Hindi

02 August 2017

Infinite Sorrow



Poem written by Sabina England

Infinite sorrow,
The pain,
It's too much to keep it all inside
I want to
drown in the ocean
sink into the mud
fade away to darkness
dissolve beneath the cosmos
I await for the hour death awakens me
to nudge me from
the slumber of illusion
in the waking reality we call life.
I look forward to the
day/night of eternal sleep.
I have no fear.
I would hurtle, run toward the end,
embrace it,
be brought forth
unto the tunnel of light
to be freed
to rejoin the love of my life again
It'll happen when it's time to happen.

01 August 2017

Wandering Lost in Grief

A poem written by Sabina England

25 June 2014

Brillante




































Photo by Alberto Hernandez

Brillante 
Written by Sabina England

Mis ojos
Mojados

Mi alma
Vacia

21 April 2014

Black Braids


"Earth and Sky," painting by Angela Babby


Black Braids
Written by Sabina England

I want to run my fingers through your black braids,
unloosen your hair every night before we go to bed,
hold your hand all night while we sleep,

18 April 2014

una pieza sobre indios

una pieza sobre indios (a piece about Indians)
Written by Sabina England

east indian
south indian
west indian
asian indian
american indian
dot indian
curry indian
brown indian

Apathetic City




Apathetic City
Written by Sabina England

Nothing interests me anymore
I am pathetically apathetic
I just wanna party and have fun
I see news of war and destruction on TV but I don’t care
I change the channel to watch the Jersey Shore.
Oh Miss Snooki, it’s a sure thing my eyes will be glazed to the TV screen.
Keep me drugged, keep me happy
Ignorance is Bliss, oh! I love it
I’m in Apathetic City,

Aphrodisiac


Aphrodisiac
Written by Sabina England

the pain
in your eyes
i wish i could dissolve it
like chocolate in one’s mouth
the sorrow in your heart
so heavy
like a steel torch

13 April 2014

Deaf Brown Gurl

This poem was originally called D.E.A.F (Deep Enigmatic Audist Force) and then revised and re-named Deaf Brown Gurl. I have performed this poem at Pride STL (2013), The Haberdashery Revue (2013), Subcontinental Drift (2014), amongst a few other places. This poem also appears in The Deaf Experience (2014), an anthology of deaf poetry, essays and stories, curated and edited by Michelle Jay.

Deaf Brown Gurl 
written and performed by Sabina England

blackness
stillness
nothing
in the air
world quiet

Last Night, I Made Love to Allah

This poem is written on the first day of Ramadan, 1433 A.H


Last Night, I Made Love to Allah
Written by Sabina England

Last Night... 
 I made love to Allah

Knelt in Salat 
Desperate to be touched

I wept 
Calling out to Her

12 April 2014

Kama Cama

Written by Sabina England

Deep in the woods
inside the shack
the wind outside
blows the door open
violently

el sol
bursts through,

Poem of a Lonely Soul


Poem of A Lonely $oul
Written by Sabina England

El hombre
seated in my heart
in the lotus position
holding jasmine flowers in his hands
whispering sweet Spanish nothings
into my deaf ears
delicately.

Tigers in the Shopping Mall / A Dream

Tigers aimlessly wandering around on the lower floor of the shopping mall while humans gawk and admire them safely barricaded from the upper...