Category Archives: Spiritual
Duality Flaw

deep within my id
darkest secrets that are hid
mysteries just as grim
others keep obscured within
is it the bane of all
answer the wicked call
into the pit of serpents
shall we fall if not repent

whence came this seeking
of such bleakness
I don’t recall
a choice to fall
wicked visited at midnight
upsetting a reverent plight
was I evil from the start
deception in my heart

conclusion I have made
we’re all as black as spades
equally pure as fallen snow
divergent paths to go
continual fight twixt the two
no repose until life’s thru
duple-powered creatures all
duality is our flaw

©dorianna

Completion

 

I was created
the other half of you
destined to fill the hole
in your soul
to replace
the missing part
in my heart
to complete you
by completing me

a harmonious union
we were two
imperfect souls
the missing links
now connected
the puzzle solved
the answers reached
two souls evolved
perfected love
is now complete

 

© Dorianna 2013

Third Eye Illumination

 

 

 

Sensual Spirituality

 

The journey to genuine spirituality
is not a gray bloodless pathway
void of animation lacking vibrancy
demanding abstention of the earth’s gifts

Spiritual cognizance opens to an encompassing
chromatic rainbow of sensory wonder
extending the invitation to experience
all creation with enlivened senses

Deny the sensuality of your created self
is to rebuke the beauty of a blazing sunset
denounce the magic of holding a newborn child
or curse the fragrance of a garden of roses
It is the sensual ~ every titillating nerve ending
experiencing awakened sensory sensations
rendering an all-embracing wonderment
stirring the curiosity that elucidates

A life rich in sensory experience
is an education in the seasons of life
earthly pathway to universal discernment
illumining the eternal spiritual self

©dorianna

 

Ravenous Beasts

ravenous beasts rise              religion
to condemn & consume          

demons in garb of angels
self-proclaimed judges

possessing no pathway
to the true universal father

denouncing sensual gifts
of the benevolent creator

for self-esteemed superiority
seeking the glory of men

© Dorianna 2011

The Ghost of Treadway Hall

 

Walking a trail from the Kansas City Plaza took me past a huge dormitory that was no longer in use. Walking home at dusk, the lights would come on in the unoccupied dorm. I use to glance up into the windows of the tall structure and imagine students of yore. One day I came home after my walk and wrote this poem.

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
the music plays and the lights will glow
while a spirit stirs in the rooms below
wandering the halls in a woeful stance
mourning her plight at the fraternity dance
humiliated she had become
rebuked and despised, a foolish one

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power.
a whispering chant; Chelsea and Lance,ghost
in a diaphanous gown the spirit would dance,
recalling fervor, anguish, then fright
living the torture o’er night after night.
marriage oath Lance vowed to declare.
cruel twist of fate; instead this nightmare.

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power.
two lovers in secret Chelsea and he
social stigmas their love would not free
Lance was the elite, Chelsea the poor
he was the gold she was the ore
Lance was her savior, internal fire
reviving her soul from poverty’s mire

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
stolen moments the two would employ
ardent intrigue in search of its joy
aflame with passion Lance would declare
time to possess her if she would dare
whispered endearments of loving forever
promises made in a wanton endeavor

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
ofttimes in dark shadows the pair would meet
exploring the depths of their passion’s heat
walking on air, Chelsea foresaw the chance
on Lance’s arm she would enter the dance
an outcast no more, She experienced pride
Lance would one day make her his bride

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
shadowy figure at to the top of the stairs
moans can be heard as the spirit despairs
too vivid the memory how she did wait
dressed for the dance, but cometh no date
minutes ticked loudly as Chelsea perceived
heart wrenching awareness of being deceived

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
in disbelief Chelsea left for the dance
caught Lance with another by happenstance
now discerned she should never have dared
to join the illustrious world that Lance shared
her deceiver glanced up catching her eye
Chelsea’s heart burst as she started to cry

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
her countenance was no longer proud
her footsteps quickening from the crowd
with broken heart and spirit crushed
into the dark poor Chelsea rushed
deluge of tears till eyes were blurred
in Treadway Hall her scream was heard

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
fleeing from the dance floor into the cold
yearning for the promise to have and to hold
yet honesty screamed of her dark sad fate
the innocent virgin he did vitiate
realizing now in this hour of fright
stark debasement of her dire plight

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
stung by deception of one she held dear
blast of the car’s horn she did not hear
screeching halt and Chelsea was hit
her now lifeless body thrown into a ditch
outpour of her love led Chelsea to shed
blood, sweat and tears: now she lay dead

As dark approaches the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power
approach near the dorm on a night that is still
groans from the spirit will give you a chill
the lights will glow as the music plays
Chelsea’s presence is felt as the spirit sways
wandering the dorm in the midnight hour
in Treadway Hall there comes a power

© Dorianna 2007

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