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Dear Aumol As If Many Lives I Had Not Written to You
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tell Them of This Magic of Love: For All George Floyds and All Breonna Taylors of America
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The First Songs Following Many a Death: ‘Death Shall Have No Dominion in Life’ But Only Love Shall Always Eternally Find Home: Sunday: May 24: 2020: Munayem Mayenin

|| Sunday: May 24: 2020 || We can only express our infinite gratitude and thankfulness for coming through many a death over the last almost-three months, suffering furiously violent and aggressive illnesses combining their mercilessly relentless assaults one after the other to bring an end to this insignificant human existence, COVID-19 to Pneumonia and Further Complications. And all that happened in the enforced social abandonment where one was left alone, abandoned, to get on with it, all on one’s own, absolutely, all alone: there is nothing left for one: that is the saddest and cruellest of truth out of these three months. Except, there was the Old Santiago in Ernest Hemmingway’s The Old Man and the Sea: Like him, all, any and every human soul shall forever be and remain: that, what can be destroyed to dust but can never be defeated! The people of this United Kingdom have proven this in this enforced social abandonment: nothing can ever defeat the human soul and the human spirit, despite the endless march past of innumerable deaths, tragedies, sufferings, sorrows and hardships. These are some of the things, some of the songs, that I have written, that would resonate with the wonderful people and humanity of this United Kingdom and of the world, that I would like to publish today as a contemporary poet to celebrate this human existence and this human life: let it echo through each human soul across these British Isles and across the world: ‘’Death shall have no dominion in life’’ But only Love shall always eternally find Home: Maya be and Maya do for Humanity is an infinity unfolding itself: Munayem Mayenin: Sunday: May 24: 2020

COVID-19: A Sonnet For All Souls Fighting to Get Back Home

And a letter contains a tear-written text written
From a waiting room where people waited to go
But the soul that tore away in tears could not do
So it writes in tears marring the message in cries

Why do you cry soul why do you tear unless you
Hurt unless you find your eyes blurred with hot
Fluid blurring the view but why does it do it this
Tearing apart why does it hurt that it's impossible

To breathe for you love and all that you have and
All that you are show you that you do that you do
That you love for you have nothing but these gems

To tell you to show you to take you home to love
For these tears alone form your home when you
Can not go home touching their salt you are home

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sonnet January Fourteen 2019
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Cutty Sark: Ever Eternally in A-Green
Burn may you do me unknowing what indomitable is
Tear may you do me crushed may you see me as you
Forget what eternities layer my invincible nano-spread
Shredded you throw me or spread me on earth as dust

For know you not me as indestructible as photon-call
I am Humanity's photon-steel so that I go so that I sow
Rhythm in my rise beauty in my fall water or fall there
You find me flowing as I fall rising as I glow-go sowing

Eternally raise I mine own self back up in the heavens
For the Old Man and the Sea speaks to the sea all blues
For the young soul seeks the sea flowing the river goes

Not knowing how far goes the root clutching the darks
Infinities fathom this dot where resides this humanity’s
Core name me The Cutty Sark ever eternally in a-green

 

Munayem Mayenin: September 26: 2019

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O My Durdle Door

Here is my Durdle Door that is always open while shut in silence
Do not move nor whisper but do hold onto the flickering flames
Of shimmering stars far away onto the widening horizons and do
Let the lights make arks over your eyes glistening an awe and look

Out to the weaving sea beneath the thickening darkness to look in
Feel the earth rising up over your skin as if a living thing and hear
The air hydrated soft flowing through the whispers of the night
That fall into your heart’s well of glistening lights and rise echoes

Of lights that you can not hear but let flow out and looking on see
As if with infinity’s eternal eye seeing all-ways abound hundreds
Of billions of firefly flickers lanterning the all-progressive heavens

On the interminable cascading enigma of the dark and the incessant
Galaxies and galaxillations sparkled by diminishing fireflies and say
O My Durdle Door how far infinities do you go and hold and behold

Munayem Mayenin: August 10: 2019

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So This Sieve
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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