SOUL WHISPERER a collab with Birri and Voo

                                 

Soul Whisperer

For many a moon I walked alone

On lonely shores round sorrowed seas

Walking.........wanting.....waiting

Waiting for what....I knew not

Until I saw your face.

Was then I knew myself

Or who myself should be

There in the shadow of your moonlit smile

And the starlight of your eyes......

You spoke straight to my soul.

Your whisper touched my heart

My pride crumbled at your feet

And all my defenses fell........

The walls lovelessness had built. 

How did you know?

How did you see?

The me inside the facade of me?

You are a Soul Whisperer..........

And from sorrow, you've set me free.

There can only be, and ever has been,

One way to me...

The maps are in my eyes...

And you've followed them to my heart.

Every searching soul needs their maps.....

But only a Soul Whisperer

Can follow them

In the darkness.............

Come to me

My Seer in the Shadows.....

My Singer in the Silence...

I wait with yearning heart.

Come to me,

Run to me,

Run on feet of flames

For you and I.........

Have found our destination.

Soul Whisperer..........

Whisper to me now

In this hour and every hour of my life....

I hear you

My soul hears you........

All that I am...hears you....

Run!!

©by Birri and Voo

July 30, 2012



                 Rumi poem Looking For Your Face

SABOTEUR

             















                Saboteur

                Love is like a Trojan Horse

                It snuck silently into my life

                Under false pretenses

                On the one night I was not on guard.

                You know I speak the truth

                Deny it not     

                Those deep deep eyes

                Couldn't hide the truth if truth was just a lie.

                You think because you wear soft shoes

                That you can dance on me

                But you do an impressive pirouette,

                Don't you?

                Mockingbirds take lessons

                For you excel at mocking

                Filling the air with illusions of songs

                That are only noises.

                If I could legally exterminate

                The memory of you, would I do it?

                I lie in bed and think about that, hours on end

                Dream of revenge, even as I grovel in wanting.

                There is none so blind

                As he who will not see

                But I have looked and I have seen

                And I have looked away.

                And now I see with eyes wide open

                All the ravages you brought with you

                All the dents and damages

                You left in your wake.

                I barely recognize myself today

                In the shattered mirrors of your eyes

                So slyly does your mouth smile

                And so coldly do your fingers touch my skin.

                Yes! This is a poem for you!

                Yes! This is a song about you!

                Yes, yes, yes! This page is filled with love and hate

                The two-edged sword you cut me with.

                And all the things you make me feel

                And all the deaths you make me die,

                All the joys you crushed beneath your shoes

                In the days that followed my surrender.

                There was so much promise there

                In the beginning.............

                So much sweetness springing forth from me

                Like a fountain flowing from a rock.

                I thought you came from God

                I thought you held the stars within your hands

                And all the songs that had ever been written

                Had been composed by you.

                Saboteur! Traitor! Deceiver!

                Lover!

                How I long to take back every yesterday

                And replace them with tomorrow!

                You are a cold wind that ever blows

                And no candle I can light will keep it's glow for long

                You will not allow it.................

                You will not give me the warmth I need to survive.

                Saboteur!

                Turning hope to dust and peace to war

                Making unholy, that which was sacred in my eyes

                As my brokenness falls upon your battlefield.

                If I did not love you, it would not matter

                If I did not hate you, I could not bear this pain

                You were the traitor and I, the betrayed

                And yet it is I, who stands before the firing squad at                        dawn.

               

                But no more will I wear the hood and mask

                No more will I twist myself away from what is coming

                From this moment forward, when you fire that gun,

                I want you to kill me as you look in my eyes.

                You have made me into something I never was

                And the only way to change me is to kill me

                I will not beg of you but I will not run

                My hate, a shield too heavy to hold................

                Still wants to die in your arms

                Love.

                © by Voo

                Aug 2, 2011

                1:37 a.m.

I DREAMED OF APPLES

  I Dreamed of Apples

I dreamed of apples

On a tree of thorns

Saw dying things

Yet to be born

Black winding ribbons

That held me fast

And locked me in

The siren's grasp.

It was a nightmare

I know that now

But I kept dreaming

It anyhow

I couldn't stop

I couldn't flee

For her desire

Was taunting me.

Her strange black eyes

They saw my soul

They turned to liquid

My heart of gold

Her slender fingers

Reached out to me

And showed me pleasures

I could not see.

I felt the danger

But sought the harm

As she enfolded 

Me in her arms

Her pale face shone

There in the light

That turned to dusk

And then to night.

And though she held me

And kissed my lips

I felt my feet

Begin to slip

And I looked down

And the shore was gone

My feet were flailing

On a sea of bones.

The horror of it

I could not bear

I reached to grab

Her raven hair

She laughed and caught

Me as I fell

As Heaven fled   

Replaced by Hell.

Her long black hair

To snakes, it turned

She touched my skin

Oh, how it burned

Her lover's eyes

Had pulled me in

Now an abyss

Of shame and sin.

"You want my apples?"

She smiled to lure

"Sad little man

So weak and pure

Then take a bite!"

And to my mouth

She crushed the apple

And killed my doubt.

The fruit was poison

But tasted sweet

Juice red as blood

Full of deceit

My belly burning

Soul ripped in two

No longer knowing

The lie from true.

And from my mouth

She kissed the juice

And from my heart

She ripped the truth

In love, I fell

There in her glance

Twirled in her arms

Died in her dance.

All night we sang

Enchanted songs

And night went running

In fear of dawn

And oh, I loved her

As I'd never loved

Unfathomed passion

Till  the morn rose up.

As the sun pulled back

The shades of night

My eyes flew open

To adore her sight

But there before me

Horror untold

A creature lay

Reptilian, old.

I threw back my head

And began to scream

Praying, "God, please wake

Me from this dream!"

But the creature grasped

Me to it's breast

And plunged a blade

Into my chest.

"You little man."

She hissed at me

And hung me on

The briar tree

"What good are you?"

She said in scorn

And changed back to

Her lovely form.

And flew away

And left me hang

With the poison apples

As her laughter rang

Then I awakened

To my great relief

Prayed for forgiveness

And my unbelief.

I lay and cried

Till my tears ran out

Pondered the dream

What it was about

Then I smiled as joy

Swept me like a flood

Till I saw I lay

In a bed of blood.

  ©by Voo

  image ©by InertiaK

  (up top)

  BOUND BY TEMPTATION

June 29, 10

7:13 p.m.

I Get Weak by Amos Lee

This poem won an award once as Best Horror Poem

UNOPENED BOXES

unopened boxes

i sent to you a lovely gift

i tried to give your soul a lift

i tried to make your sad face smile

though you were far away in miles.

i talked with you for hours on end

'bout where i'm going and where i've been

i shared my heart, my soul, my dreams

but it was all for naught it seems.

i tried to make you laugh with me

i tried to make your blind eyes see

i tried to touch your wounded soul

but for my warmth you returned cold.

i cannot make dark go away

i cannot turn the night to day

i cannot sing and make you glad

for you exult in being sad.

i wanted so to make you see

that God has love for you and me

that in His plan He has a part

if you will give Him all your heart.

i laughed with you and cried with you

i told you things i knew were true

i gave you real friendship and caring and grace

but the door that was opened was slammed in my face.

so i will go and leave you there

where i first met you in your despair

my gifts were unopened, my presents untouched

my words were rejected and that hurts so much.

i will not knock on a double locked door

i will not call your name anymore

i gave you my sweetness though you did not see

and my greatest of gifts, which was.......me. which was me.

©by Voo 

Jan 31, 2004 

ll:45 p.m

for Stuart

LAST NIGHT THE WIND WHISPERED

Last Night The Wind Whispered




Last night
The wind whispered
And the rain sang


And I felt touched
By unseen hands
In the shadows


Your hands
Your silent hungry hands


Last night
The trees danced
And the clouds wept


And I felt humbled
By your heart
And it's longing


Your heart
Your beautiful far away heart


Last night
An owl cried
Outside my window


And a pain
I cannot bear
Pierced through my soul


And I knew
And I knew that your light had gone dark.




©by Voo
Oct 16, 08
12:30 a.m.