"Slaying" by S. Baber ..sometimes 1 line says it all.

"Slaying"   by S. Baber

Perpetuating of semblances causing the ripples of defemation, but thwarted by Pheonix Faith that's going to slay evil with the inner Heart of Gold and "a grain of a mustard seed"..... by S.Baber
 

I have my moments that the inner most thoughts or feelings have to be expressed, whether it be one line or a multitude of play on words they seem to roll off my tongue and escape into the keys that I type upon. Enjoy them...think on them...reflect on them... Be Blessed

" Trial of Epic Failure" Not to be Copied

“Trial of Epic Failure”                             By: S. Baber

 

The successes and The dreams, to be masked by the melancholy, in and around the being of the contrasted orbs of myself. The reverberating negative, from a plagued decade and childhood, forced views and attacks on sentiments un-belonging to us.

The Mother Force of nature, willing out the plague, which ascends it attacks, built on pretentious spiteful overbearing seedless waning love into destruction of control and craterous emotions….

Engulfed and engaged to retort against the hidden destruction masked in connective tissue; the battlefield is large and the fight will be ensued by a tremor of MY Might that even that which binds us will be scathed. The wounds already deep and irritating will eventually be touched by a TRUE Nurturing Kiss and you will NOT be our demise! The poison which you feed to others will eventually be that which leaves you numb and only when you are ready can forgiveness truly be taken place… For Now I prepare to battle for the flesh of my flesh for I will never allow the demise you have damned upon me.

You may be my Trial of Epic Fail but you are wrong and I will be a succession beyond your imagining. My tears fill my thirst …My Pain keeps me aware…but the love of my Flesh, The Song of My Heart, and The Faith that you cannot kill; will be my eternal Love Song…

"Emotional Refraction" Not to be Copied

                                                   Emotional Refraction by S. Baber

You stand there in what appears to be a long dark corridor...black and white tiled floor with a graying complexion to it...there seems to be many doors along the corridor but there are no walls...it’s as if it exists in some kind of dream like atmosphere...there are shadowy framed trees and gloomy clouds around.
He isn’t sure if it is her thoughts or his. Where are they at? In front of him He sees her face, the warm caramel tone to her eyes...soft and mesmerizing as if they see clear to his soul and as if her eyes are calling him to her soul.... and then as if she has turned to mist the image gently swirls and floats away...but he feels her heart beating through his veins as if she is still very there and very connected...so is she real or was she a creation of his Desires of what His heart has been longing for...
He proceeds forward...still very much sensing her presence and he goes to open the first door....it is locked...he catches a whiff of here scent, making her so much more real...he carries on..several more doors and several more scenarios of refraction to society...he carries on...as he progresses the skies seem to be less ominous ...
and then there is a very ornate door that catches his attention. He slowly moves toward it and he senses her touch somewhere among that door as if she created it..it was a part of her or something like a finger print...he reaches for the handle and the door slowly starts to open.....
The Rush of a heart beat....the sweet scent hovering in the air...the sound of her voice and laughter tickle the hairs on the back of his neck...a joy and excitement rise up in him...
Another portion of my writing not completed. Couldve done more with this one and who knows I might do that once I revise and finish it...If you pay attention there is a lot of play on words...and deeper interpretation to take from my writings.
{Refraction is the change in direction of a wave due to a change in its speed. This is most commonly observed when a wave passes from one medium to another at any angle other than 90° or 0°. Refraction of light is the most commonly observed phenomenon, but any type of wave can refract when it interacts with a medium, for example when sound waves pass from one medium into another or when water waves move into water of a different depth. Refraction is described by Snell's law. In general, the incident wave is partially refracted and partially reflected}

" Girl In A Cloak" Not to be copied

Girl In a Cloak....By S. Baber

 

I see a small framed girl...wrapped in a cloak of disillusionment....pale, milky skin...sharp brown eyes...sitting with her arms wrapped securely around her legs...head turned to the left to look at you...the scene reminds me of a deer..dancing eyes not knowing whether to run or stay....she hears soft whispers and she wonders which of it is truth and which  is a coercion of lies of many multitudes.... a calming more serene voice speaks and settles her spirit, she obliges and in a discrete manor slides the cloak away from her body to reveal what appears  to be transparent skin...on plotted parts of her body there are revealed indescribable marks...from a distance they appear to be small pigmentations....as you draw closer you are mesmerized by the sight that leaves you confused and speechless...

What a wonder....what could cause such marks that seem to go from skin to below the surface and run through the veins and tissue and be compelled to run straight to her heart....and another oddity is that when you are close to her and you can hear the sound of her heart...the laughter of her children, the sobbing of fear of loss and possible failure...the rapidness of heart beat when a pure love is around...and then as if it all were a harmonious song all of those sounds are intertwined and you can feel the Song of Her Heart  leap from her to you....But a long with that you feel a pressure build from your toes and move its way up to your heart and you know instantly that is the wall she has formed around her heart to deter any more heartache from breaking what she has left...

The calm and serenity she had has been shattered and she knows you have seen and felt too much....the deer like characteristics have returned and she whips her cloak tightly back around herself.....she continues to look at you with a slightly darkening and then lighting to her eyes as if hurt and then compassion battling against each other, asking with her eyes..."How could you?"  "Why would you?" ...... Then she is asking herself   "Can I?"  "Should I?"

...... What will come of her and her pains and desires and secret strength that has carried her thus far...How will she come to the place of calm and serenity once again to lose the cloak of disillusionment once and for all...