LOVE IN A MORIBUND WORLD (VALENTINE LOVE POEMS) - DAY 1 - Features Abiola Inioluwa & Anca Mihaela Bruma

 

MAD MEN LOOK ALIKE

Alake;
See I've seen stories of many mad men,
And I've chewed images of the naked ones
Clothed in regalia of mockery and of pity;
I've heard of the ones who swung their waists to in-existing beats,
And I've heard of the ones who carved out a friend
From shadows of nothingness at night
Only to be consoled by their loneliness,
But one thing is certain,
Mad Men Look Alike.

Mad men look alike, and I'm one of them;
Do not judge me, Alake,
Mad men are addicted to shackles of slavery,
But I'm addicted to you.
See, the tranquility of your lips ring a bell of passion
In my memories.
See, I hear voices in your eyes, calling my
memories back to the night your smiles
Enchanted me with the beautiful aura of your dimples.

Your heart has stolen my smiles, now my smile
Is intertwined in your solemn smiles.
Each time the moon comes visiting at night,
I see your figure in the glowing songs it sing.
And when darkness is cloaked round my chambers,
You become the shadows of dimming darkness.
Hear this Alake
You are the imagery that beautify my poem
And the soul of the lyrics in my music.

Alake, do not blame me for the similarities I have
With that mad man who smiles without a cause
At the village square,
But blame our heart for making me a dancer
At the market place where love is the only goods and services
On your tray.
This feeling is called madness,
But even the graveyard cannot snatch this feeling
Off my palms.

Call my name Alake, for I hear them even in dreamland;
Marry me Alake, for my care shall become your maidservant
Preserving you from the cold hands of torture,
For you are the fragile damsel i see lingering in my future
Each time my thought goes in search of a wife.

Forgive me Alake,
But refuse to forgive this feeling of madness
Your love has caused.
Blame not the mad men on the road side,
But remember not to forget that mad men look alike,
And here is one who wields your heart.

Abiola Inioluwa is a Nigerian poet and a Lyricist.

I FEEL YOU!

I feel you in everything...
in the glorious nights inside your incandescent eyes
where butterflies knit my dreams and compass my heartbeats.

I feel you in everything...
while resting your sigh in the corner of a letter
and the blue grass kneels at the border between dream and spring.

I feel you in everything...
in the rhythmical sunsets of your absences and prologues,
within your unspoken words turned into sleepless stones.

I feel you in everything...
when I conjugate your breath with my acoustic verses,
in the silence of your footsteps, on the tip of my eyes.

I feel you in everything...
when I swallow the octave of your presence,
a fluorescent beauty rustling in theatrical infuses.

I feel you in everything...
in all scarlet concentric moments of the past,
in the euphoric tempo of samsaric and philharmonic sensations.

I feel you in everything...
in all your silent similarities and rippled reflections,
when your thoughts are juxtaposed with the pattern of my breathing.

I feel you in everything...
when your restlessness rotates inside my lyrical veins
and I wonder behind my face highlighting your insights.

I feel you in everything...
during all echoless autumns and multiplied mornings,
when you come to resurrect me from my own lasting winter.

I feel you in everything...
when I write this letter now and seal it with a kiss!
Mon chéri! It has been grown inside my heart!...

(Anca Mihaela - 12th February 2015)

Educator, lecturer, performance poet, eclectic thinker, mentor with staunch multi-cultural mindset and entrepreneurial attitude, Anca Mihaela Bruma considers herself a global citizen, having lived in four continents. Her eclecticism can be seen in her intertwined studies, she pursued: a Bachelor of Arts (Romania) and a Master of Business Administration (Australia).

The author labels her own writings as being “mystically sensual”, a tool and path for women to claim their own inner feminine powers. She uses poetics as a form of literary education, self-discovery and social engagement.

Through her writings she surpasses what seems to be the limitations of the human but emphasizing the essence of the woman, of the Goddess. The main theme, Love, is basically presented as a transformative experience in life, the energizing force in the universe and empowering the creative feminine.

When she writes she sees a painting in front of her eyes, using symbolism and allegory in order to capture the infinite intelligence gathering the reflections of truth with a strong mystic sense of the boundless, of the opening out of the world of our normal finite expressions into the transcendental. Like an architect of a language she builds a language within a language, a world within a world, using vivid, sometimes surreal, imagery, giving her poetry a feeling of transcendence.

Her writings reflect her spiritual autobiography, with depictions of hidden reality, with no limitations of space and time, - a quantum view of Existence. Currently, she sees her writings as a practice of being present within the language, a paradigm of living encoded within the message itself, a poetic consciousness with a spherical view of Life and Love. It is related to the realization of the greater self beyond the mundane and established laws of the society: as an expression of both the rational and the intuitive, in the concise poetic form, increasing one’s mindfulness with expanded, even unfamiliar meanings.

Anca sees her writing as an act of Creation, in which the pain transcends into Beauty, allowing a profound healing process to take place. She, as a poet, alchemically heals herself through this process and subsequently heals all who are touched by her writings. She considers that is the main purpose of ART, to Heal and Elevate the minds and souls of the readers!