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07.02.19

By Navni GujralPosted on February 7, 2019February 9, 2019Cat Miscellaneous musings, PoetryLeave a comment
an ode to the traitor in his own play, the snake who bites his own tail and whispers to himself: i beg you to kill me. Read More »

07.02.19

By Navni GujralPosted on February 7, 2019Cat Miscellaneous musings, PoetryLeave a comment
prayer lets join hands in prayer, a coming together of souls. and let's call this circle His Pearl Necklace. ** prayer is the soul's mating-call to god. that is to say, Increase Me. ** Read More »

06.02.19

By Navni GujralPosted on February 6, 2019Cat Miscellaneous musings, PoetryLeave a comment
let's sit around and pray let's sit around and pray until we light a flame to heaven small whirling circles making One and let's call this oath The secrecy of suns. Read More »

Bursting-point

By Navni GujralPosted on February 6, 2019February 6, 2019Cat Miscellaneous musings, PoetryLeave a comment
the heart dams a thin lovers-stream. prayer lends excess, and sees it to its bursting-point. the rest, is only for the dead. ***     Read More »

03.02.2019

By Navni GujralPosted on February 3, 2019February 5, 2019Cat Miscellaneous musings, PoetryLeave a comment
Cotton balls Cotton balls soaked in a love-jar, squeezed onto the world- canvas. ...over and over and over. This is us. Read More »

03.02.19

By Navni GujralPosted on February 3, 2019February 3, 2019Cat Poetry, Self-developmentLeave a comment
My home is the golden ocean and this is a prayer O narrow empty mouth of death, quit playing bottleneck. Release me into my golden home, where your prison-guard duties end. Read More »

02.02.19

By Navni GujralPosted on February 2, 2019February 2, 2019Cat Miscellaneous musings, PoetryLeave a comment
Spinning tops The world is a dervish Earth-Mother  and we are her ''spinning tops''. Read More »

Trickster

By Navni GujralPosted on January 29, 2019Cat Miscellaneous musings, PoetryLeave a comment
In the middle of battle in a moment of  sweetness: ''My biggest power, says death, is that I don't exist.'' Let's salute this trickster. Read More »

29.01.2019

By Navni GujralPosted on January 29, 2019January 29, 2019Cat Poetry, Self-developmentLeave a comment
To the pauper, on his shawl ''weave not the untruth pauper, Strip! bare-chested, face the pain of death.'' to the naked pauper, death reveals a golden secret: Even thy pain is lent.     Read More »

here we are

By Navni GujralPosted on January 29, 2019January 29, 2019Cat Poetry, Self-developmentLeave a comment
When he marked us 'round the sun it became Time. so now here we are... for time is the gift, the red carpet on which we dance, the field on which we're sown and sow. it sings, ''wake up! let's make it count, ...for my heart beats tick-tock for the Lover.''        … Read More »

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