Intuitively Blind

Short yet concise, 
Breathed all through the norms,
Breathed all through the doubt,
Breathed all away till it came out of secularity,
This breath I speak of is only an extinguishment in presence,
Only to what converses me through my own assumption,
I bestow my wrath upon me ,
For I know not no intuition of any being other than me.

In others I seek,
And yet I mistaken each and the other,
My seek is only my imprisonment of me,
For I know no such truth that explains itself vividly,
So I broke the sought of my seek,
And remained me,
It was nevertheless a plea of silence,
Silence which floats above as below,
This empowerment of silence has subdued my ego,
And by such hands I shall no longer remain remembered,
I shall be here to witness the existence,
For I know that I’m only here to observe. 

Remember only that this text perpetuates you the will,
A will for no long, no short or no narrower path of an avert,
Gleam none’s journey,
Mistaken not your concern,
It’s only okay if it’s all gone through the dawn,
For let this reminder of your ego be,
That you’re only here to observe,
And your observation will only remain within your perceptive feelings,
And not your true one. 

-Othello D. Gomes

Dreamt Light

If ever it were a dream, 

I’d relive it not, 

As the point of having one is to not relive it, 

Will I be here?
Will I be you ?
Will I be me? 

Or will you be me? 

Why not be all at once? 

After all, it’s you and I ,

You and I,

You and I that made up this universe. 

I saw stars glimmer as brightly as the crown, 

I was quite near the end of its edge, 

If you asked whether it burnt me or not,

You’d not get an answer,

As It’s not the sort of question that needs to be answered,

The edge of the star was just meant to be seen,

All that glimmers within is not to be seen,

But to be felt & only felt. 

I ask again in a different correlative question:

Do you think it’s a dream ? 

Even if it is,

It doesn’t matter, 

Nor did it ever. 

If we all share the same energy within,

Then there’s no burning sensation meant to be felt,

So keep dreaming this everlasting effulgent dream. 

-Othello D. Gomes

The i-Sentiment

All these materials glitter through my name,
This is why I never intended to seek any fame, 
A labradorite of meaning always held my glory, 

And I never used my connotation to create a story, 

For I knew that I would only be living today, 

It’s the disciples in ignorance that are in true delay, 

Urging money and degrees yet never true to deeds,

Withstanding torture and isolation may only feed. 

But I guarantee to Ra, you will speak peace,

However, It’s only these riches that will halt you in cease. 

Can I please wake up from this nightmare ?

Why am I awake? 

Why am I walking around parallel to my body ? 

I can only get back, 

Yet I can’t move, 

Who let that figure in to my eyes. 

Friendliness or Neutrality,

 Decision shan’t be needed,

It’s the same process which calls all of us home. 

Take me around the circle of truth, 

It’s very confusing ,

So vague, 

How can I choose ?

 Rationality, 

How dare thee?

 How can I be right ? 

Is it because I’m full of ego ? 

Oh gosh ! 

I’m not real,

 So when I finally embarked on the journey of 8,

I came to realize the one is not true to all. 

Let’s take a trip to this parallel dimension, 

Once you get dropped, 

You’ll hurt your head,

It won’t be this reality, 

But once you get conscious,

You’ll recollect all the treasures,

A second death you never wished for, 

The ultimate death is knowledge.

-Othello D. Gomes

A Clash Of Chests

Here are 2 contrast poems I made a while back ( initially as a school project).
1st one: 

Paradoxical timeline, however, It’s not a dream

In a world made for us,
The patriots of the snow,
Blends into the bow of tomorrow,
For we once never sought sorrow,
As our minds were never narrow,
For we worked delicate and mowed through;
Halt !
Capture them and let’s make it anew. 

Accept our gifts of bloom,
We’ve made more progress than any other,
The philanthropy has us all covered in sparkling diamond,
We shan’t ever worry for all this gold;
Lead them right through the herd,
For I say:
The holy grail is in the tablets of the aeons,
And not once shall it fail to grasp from our hands !

Let’s stand up together,
My Brothers Of The Present, Past and Tomorrow,
We shall dine in the throat of the seedling,
And shall slaughter a sheep for our feast of glory,
For we deserve this power and fame,
And so does our father of understanding.

May mercy be in your soul,
For we are your great saviours !

2nd one a.k.a. counter poem:
The Land that accepts you , despite slaughter !

The world is made for all,
None is superior or inferior,
The blends of sorrow and hatred,
Filled all our hearts with the trails of the unnatural sky,
Though, I still speak on the people’s behalf,
My energy echoes throughout the universe’s heart;
As delicate as we all work, our hearts are always singing birds !

Though, you’ve failed to understand gaia,
We’ve accepted you in our hearts,
For we’re not you at all !
The gold and diamonds you speak of,
Mean nothing more than treacherous blood in everyone’s memories,
Shut down our abilities,
But shutting down our inner spirits,
Will require more than your systematic illusion,
And since we still have the birds of the universe on our side,
The crystals of the past are still in our hands. 

Let’s take a moment,
For your standing as a whole mean nothing more,
Our unity lies in infinity,
And your narrowness will not be prevailed over such ignorance,
No power,
No fame,
Only gratitude and everlasting love are what we have,
And what we seek is what is already there,
So we shall not seek at all,
For we are children of the One and The Infinite. 

Infinite love shall always be with you,
For our love holds no boundaries even in the face of lost souls. 

-Othello Gomes

The Unknown Known

The Ultimate Mystery was done into history,

The Blue Bird Flies to the Breeze.

One Summer Turned away to fall,

As did the day you missed the call,

For I never made step towards ,

The Wind flying in complete verge.

As the day passed,

I told myself:

Never worry friend,

Let your ego go,

I saw this through your energy flows,

I said that I never betrayed the law.

When the water got wasted by the cloud,

I thought why I never saw the form,

Even though, I was the victim of time,

I laid away myself from extravagant ties,

Cause I fooled me into being a slave,

And the memories never stepping the flow,

I called myself a fool,

And left a floor,

For I knew we all were children astray.

I cried till tears hugged me right away,

Cause the non-stop energy flowing was there with me.

Open your eyes, I said

Get out of that cage, bird !

You knew that you were light!

Have you never thought who we are ?

Did I stay ever close to your mind ?

Caused those blinded guides, no intend to apologize.

Stored the anger, oh it was me !

Got your anxiety right in time.

The shivers I caused in your spine can now all shiver away,

You dependent fool…..

Intuition, proposition needed none.

Every second, every moment, ever present.

Driven all by the crazy forces of nature,

All the aesthetic reserved in the heart.

And the cosmos said:

I am all of you when none, as if none was never ever one.

Hey child, if you can come, the peace you get will not ever hurt you or your peer.

The promise won’t be made,

But the energy will be flowing through you.

-Othello D. Gomes

The UnLost Cause

Hinder all of this towards your way,
Not my way, but your way, but one’s way,
Have the time ready ,
When you learn to count time,
If that’s ironic enough,
Then tell me what’s freedom?
Refer not to rights,
Refer not to perception,
Refer not to rationality,
Refer not to discovery,
Neither refer to any imagination. 

You can’t see past me,
Can you ?
I didn’t tell you to,
I wasn’t the subject nor the object,
All you had to do was pick up that book,
And throw it away.
Insignificant significance wasn’t mean to be your way,
However, you didn’t know that,
You had to not know that,
Knowing nonsensical illusions weren’t your curiosity after all,
I sensed this dogma all along,
I have no control over your birdcage though,
Your bird has to remain within your grasp,
Cause that’s what you need as your sole pet. 

Take me away,
Said I never,
Take me away,
Rip off that mask that you once gifted me with,
Get out of all the barriers that you once called home,
It wasn’t ever meant to be within what was impossible,
For I told you:
Exist within, not without,
Substitute the dogma away,
You weren’t lost, anyway. 

- Othello D. Gomes

The Enigmatic Conclusion Of The Labyrinth

The arrival of the enigma,
Bestowed my contemplations,
Through the neat,
And the knot,
Do you feel the numbers now ?
The numbers we once didn’t know of?
I ask not ,
I state not,
I feel not,
I am no empath. 

Avert Not Thine Eyes,
Find the golden civilization,
For its myths shall be your light,
The process of the light gets blown,
For thy hasn’t yet fully succumbed,
So thy shall use the remaining of your last will.

You ask me what’s aesthetic,
My answer doesn’t suit your tree of knowledge,
Shed thy leaves,
Grow anew,
The doves will come and go,
So will the flying horses,
For that,
You shall cover all the revelations,
But don’t forget whose tree it is you bear.

The Enigmatic Conclusion
By Othello D. Gomes