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Squashing Force Poetry Book By Marieta Maglas

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Preface

My poetry expresses the sense of life while using some surrealistic ideas. I believe that the human existentialism belongs to God. The people the nature or the entire world is seen through a symbolistic lens of awakening.

 

 

This book is dedicated to my children.

 

 

Copyright ©  by Marieta Maglas.

 

 

 

 

 

“The exact measure of the progress of civilization is the degree in which the intelligence of the common mind has prevailed over wealth and brute force”
George Bancroft

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Content:
1.Unknown Color......................page 9
2.I'm Your Blue Ocean...............page10
3.My Emerald Dreams..................page12
4.Until They Lose Everything.........page14
5.The Dark Beauty....................page15
6.You Hurt My Love ..................page16
7.Kissing Conundrum..................page17
8.A Fool's Game......................page17
9.The Wolf-man.......................page18
10.The Frost of the Highest Peak.....page20
11.The Eye ofSilence................page20
12.The City..........................page22
13.My Crying Jail....................page23
14.Black and White...................page24
15.Your Perfectionism................page25
16.The Colored Spin Wheel of Death...page25
17.You Ask Me to Leave(Pantoum Poetry)..page28
18.Dancing with the Moon.............page29
19.The Intersection(Double sun chembow)..page32
20.Pacific Trash Vortex(Triple Tetractys Poetry).................................page32
21.Metaphysics(Triple Cinqku Poem).......page33
22.The Computer Tree-Algorithm(Sextuple Crystalline Poetry).................................page34
23.Our Last Tango.......................page35
24.Concert on the Romanian 
Seaside................................page36
25.When Rain Falls Down................page37
26.Sunset[double Quintain(English and 
Sicilian)].............................page37
27.Truth and Lie.......................page40
28.Our Sliding Existence...............page41
29.A New Dawn..........................page41
30.The Eye of the Thing................page42
31.Spaces of Faith.....................page42
32.The Eagles..........................page43
33.The Wind............................page44
34.Two Seasons.........................page45
35.Prayer of the Children..............page46
36.Hidden Feelings.....................page46
37.Michael Jackson's Tears.............page47
38.The poet and Poetess................page49
39.Our Perfect Vision..................page51
40.The Queen Anne's Lace...............page52
41.I'm no Longer Blind(Quatern Poetry)..page53
42.Edge-Incentric(Antipoem)............page54
43.Squashing Force(Diminished hexaverse 
poetry).................................page55

Unknown Color

 

I use the colors to recompose your image,
By enclosing and opening the space alternatively
With relevance and traceability ....
I'm like a painter seeking her own color,
Or like an artist seeking her own voice,
Or like a philosopher seeking her own self...
Neither like nor unlike an invisible color between ultraviolet and infrared,
Much like an ultra white dream,
Neither like nor unlike an ultrasound crystal between
Crystallized soprano and bass,
Much like a pulsating line, and an upbeat dance groove,
Neither like nor unlike a fusion of individuality with being and God .
And you're there.
It's like you place yourself directly on top of the front of my sight.
And I can see you.
It's only me who can see you.
You're the color without any name.
You're my eternity..
And I defeat my dream as I defeat an illusion..
And I receive the reality of light...
I close my eyes and I feel its warmth..
I feel a shiver run up my spine.
And I feel the healing rays enlightening my spirit..
It's so peacefull and overgrown with trees,
Like a beautiful picture of woman and nature in harmony...

I'm Your Blue Ocean

 

Giving or not giving voice to the heretical words...

Understanding that the true love is a scarification.....

For being or not being....

True love inundating the conundrum
Like that sacred river of longing,
Sometimes flowing swiftly through landscapes
Astounding the lurid heart.....

The sound of silence passing...
Passions galvanizing the wounds and painful mares for enduring...

Trying to heal the injury...

Flying gulls beneath the lower bow, touching the blue waters of the ocean.....
Waves and sad memories dancing on the golden sand....
Shying away from the horizon line....
Vessels screaming and shouting their hearts out....
Swimming across the ocean of red burning coals,
Searching for that golden threshold.....

The colors spectrum giving the necessary senses to the lights of absolution,
When their senses turn inward.....

Gazing the mountain from the windowpane...
From the indoor side of that rain-rinsed windowpane.....
Sitting on that mountain and gazing at the stars....
Birds gliding across, like rainbow rising, spreading their wings, streaming..
Those birds flying in a variety of ways, ranging from gliding to soaring to flapping....


The crystalline steeping slopes of the mountain multi faces....
Being decorated with climbing ropes, heavenly as seen from above....
And the crystalline waters, steeping cliffs, hidden lakes and lush forests...

A sign of a divine love...

Understanding that love is like the Earth and the gravity,
Inseparable.....

Groans and moans leading to mortuaries....

Life being like walking in the middle of the park,
Embracing the crouch air,
Or embracing change by resisting the defensive crouch.....
And going deep into the human system, feeling like being born again....


The smile on face painting an episode of the past,
Engraving our hearts with golden debris,
Like a golden pyramid, contracting pyramid.....
Generating our consciousness and chasing away insanity....

Sounds of silence passing...

Being like a blue ocean...

My Emerald Dreams

 

The rain falling down for whispering my silence
That silence breaking my emerald dreams.
And those clearview shields with rising bubbles and flutes of renaissance
The rain falling down onto our round stones, keeping our kisses,
Coming down onto petals....

Those petals more than yellow sun...

Those petals of the sweet lemon flower,
Blooming as doves that fly in clouds...

And those birds searching their freedom in the unlimited horizon...

Your eyes water, thinking of me
Allowing the door to be left open
While allowing viewing through the window from the inside....
Feeling the sun growing cooler,
Understanding your passion of flame.....

Trying to milk it - drink from it-deeply
Trying to feel its flow
Between your lips and my hair...

Moving the middle to the top,
self- fashioning moving to the bottom as well...

Feeling the blazing hot sun
And the light
As it waits within
And at the end the avid breath
Draining this light inside each other
Like the moon shining inside of the sun....

Hands passing of time
With your smile...
With dedication...
Is It Poetry? Yes, it is......

Until They Lose Everything

 

In the Springtime
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their most beautiful flowers
In the Summertime
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their most beloved fruits
In the Autumn time
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their most painful leaves
In the Winter time
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their hope.
And the wind beats again those trees 
Until they lose
Their most important spring buds
Again and again
Until they lose their sap
Moreover
The wind beats the trees
Until they collapse down
To the ground.

The Dark Beauty

 

The dark beauty 
Grieving my darkness
The red meat 
And the blood of my sadness
Carving in the sand.
Its shadow 

The scissor 
Lurks in grass 
Soft violently.
The buds astir
And the returning sap through the
Needles eye

But never wayward yearning
To share the string wave 
Where you brought it up. 
After starting then stopping
Then restarting, 

Forever

Because two feelings meet 
For becoming then one, 
Like words entwining 
To give life unto that is itself, 
When the cloud flushes the wound.

You Hurt My Love

 

The day that you hurt my love 
I though I was born again
Because the reality woke me up 
I was caught up very well 
In one of your snares
And I was next to madness
That kind of madness 
Who never knocks at the door
But goes directly into house
And slams you down
To the ground
I clung desperately to something
It was an eye book
I took the eye and I crushed it
Like I crushed a walnut
To eat its content
I read it very quickly
It was like a breathing space
And one day I realized
The meaning of our love
It was involuntary
It was unconscious
It was hypocritical
And it was demagogy
And this is why
It could not fulfill its destiny
Then I opened both my eyes
And I did not save this love once again
But I letted it die forever

Kissing Conundrum

 

If I kissed you
With only one word
Maybe that word would have died
Inside of you
But I've kissed you
With all my words
For you to be the miracle
Who expresses them
And if I kissed you with a question 
Maybe you would have pleased me 
With another kiss

A Fool's Game

 

It was a fool's game that should not begin
And you played it without honest rules
If you thought that you will always win
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools

If you thought that you can get me easy
And you tried to do this without honest rules
If you thought that my way to be is sleazy
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools


If you thought that you can hunt me slowly
And you danced this without honest rules
If you thought that I will love you only
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools


It was a morbid dance without real feelings
A dance of wishes without honest rules
If you thought that love means mutual dealings
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools

If you thought that you will be a winer
In this love fight without honest rules
If you thought I'm a cake at your dinner
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools


And if you thought you can get everything
In this world of yours without honest rules
If you thought that I'm an easy stupid thing
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools.

The Wolf-man

 

 

Don't lose your own hope at sixty
You'll reach your next nice destiny
One thing you'll never really know
How it could be with me in a real show


Don't bother to make a future plan
To change what is already done
It's nothing to lose and I can explain
That you will be so tired working in vain

Maybe I know you from another life
But I ran for being to another 's wife
Why I did this and how it could be
I know 'cause I received my prophecy

Don't lose your hope you'll be happy some day
All the world is yours and you do not have to pay
If you get crazy when I'm talking about love
Maybe is something coming to you from above


But don't be sad 'cause you can get everything
In this world of yours except on little thing
But you need a heart and to be good to get it
It's too much to pay so better forget it

So don't lose your hope at your own sixty
It's time to reach your next alive destiny
One thing you'll certainly never know
How it could be with me in your real show

The Frost of the Highest Peak

 

Always been here 
In fact
With you 
Entwining my name
Forever
With your many names
In the frost of the highest peak.
Unlocking all doors.
When I leaved the evil forever 
And I said : ''Nevermore and never again''
Quietness comes and quietness passes off 
It is hang in the air 
Both in its own sense and in the opposite
Words around it
Like holes and stars.
Very much like a destiny and an undestiny song
When its sound is moved by the quietness 
Into quietness 
As a cry is moved by the wind 
Into its eco
Forever
When hope.

The Eye of Silence

 

My eyes were ringed with dark
And the dew of sadness 
Blanketed my genes
I wanted you to put again
Your words of love
On the left angle of my lips
I wanted only you to be 
The touch of my body
But the chestnut leafs yellowed 
So dramatically
In autumn
And the wind really tortured itself 
In the air
And the cold penetrated forever
The spina of my loneliness
You're not any longer
My hope in the waiting
For the night
You're not , my love,
Because you're not anywhere any longer
But only with you 
I have seen the unseen.
And I understood
The meaning of unmeaning.
And only you can make love
To have a deep sense 
And a special thrill 
When you are still in my memory
My cherished memory
When my longing aches
Besides the wet polished stone
By the wave of river passing
The eye of silence
Drips the tear of time
I remember how happy I was
When you whispered into my right ear
''Close your eyes for a moment
And tell me if you feel that you exist?
Because I don't feel existent
Open your eyes again
To another world
A world where you and me
We are one flesh''
And you whispered into my left ear
Try to learn from the birds
That the flight must be
Upward forever''
As the taste of a burned stone
Is the savor
Of your lips
Now.

The City

 

Love
Shifting through dark channels
And illuminated signs
Sounds
Shifting through
Cubic's power amplifiers 
Human walking angles
Tactic direction changing rhythmically
Variances
Transfixed steps
Breaking the long loud silence
On human tongues
Hopes
Owing to the existence 
Of silver enwrapped surrounding hot stars
And hot feelings
Unavoidably reflected upward
Appearing just as a lightning bolt
Or like a peculiarly fierce faithfulness
Gray clouds
Dropping their snow bracer
Ringing bells
Dropping their sad resonance
In death
For love.

My Crying Jail

 

Sometimes I'm over and often in
My crying jail 
Like a hand of a corporate body
Encompassing both belonging
To that sadness.
An inflexible realness
Forcing eyes
To speak 

Against that malignant silence 

Upon that lower lip,
Forcing that bloodcurdling 
Inner scream to be 
An outer space song 
When it's pushed through fractured teeth
Into a totally weird reality 
Like a shadow of 
An incomprehensible dream
With inlaid hopes
This reality slipping out
When I awake alone 
To nurture my