Category Archives: Poetry By Kritika & Amber

Poetry By Kritika & Amber {5} ~ Techno Fever

The incessant tapping of finger tips, eyes absorbing the harmful rays, merely a human with desires to fulfill, waits for the glass to be filled to the brim.

Submerging in the plastic aquarium arena of shattered identities and a loss of reality as children of the technological sea. They used to wait for each other, now frantically pacing for the reward system hijacking notification drug-numbing fix.

Technology sensing the brain’s psychology, only presenting the desired results to the searching mind. Abysmal connection plummeting causing dubiousness in the searcher’s heart.

Initiating aqueducts of affixed hearts from far away terrains, interchanging evocations of nostalgic moments; the conscience of intention bears the gift of knowing the use of our medium. What can vanquish the raw doorway of the soul exchange in reality?

The plastic aquarium shines brightly into the absorbed eyes, blinding the raw doors. ‘Halt, cease, no more’ cries the inner eyes. ‘Done are your days now go restore.’

This technology reciever is a mass techno fever; can we anchor in the deceiver and re-balance our buoyancy? To set our tools at bay and recognize or concede to venture into the wild, our voracious dwelling beckoning us by it’s sequences.

~By Kritika {ValorousBird} & Amber {DiosRaw}

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Poetry By Kritika & Amber {4} ~ Artistic Endeavours

Dipping paint tools into his soul, the artist dreams his own projected nature onto his masterpieces; where his solace of silence spurs into a rendition of the conceptual unspoken.

The patient strokes playing the soft tune on a piano, steadily relaxing the unbalanced state; teleporting from the shelf of chaos to the tranquility of the calm sea.

Replicating the transience of human form onto easels, vending his zeal to maintain a living modality; dreaming up contours and placed betwixt the light and his canvas, so that his shadow is cast upon his endeavours. Painting
is perceived as his poetic therapy, exuberating language espoused through various mediums.

A rhyme dipped in paints of varied hues falls on the blank canvas like the autumn leaves falling on the earth which embraces each with pleasure. The poet, thus, contemplates his feelings, sculpting each in variations mirroring exactly as the heart conveys.

Dwelling, soaking and bathing
in the waters of the art of simplicity, the ultimate form of sophistication; capturing complex concepts into a multiplex of words detonating onto trees shaved into paper by the cogs of society for the use of human artists internationally. Entanglements of the
etheric cosmic mind images into third dimensional reality manifestation.

Years of scrutinized engagements, on display the embroidery of his feelings in different types of threads from soft to hard spread widely on the cloth of life.

Inspiration soaks up the dew of consciousness embodying the material of the originator. An antenna receiving signals; sweating, blowing up ingenuity, fuses crackle overwhelmed by sensory inventiveness. The artist mirrored in his piece, revealing wonders of the soul marinated withininnovation, gazes awe stricken in their own image.

Wiping the salty mist on forehead, the content creator with the confidence of a monarch stands.To the unknown world, his eyes speak of the vibrant colours of rainbow and stature, his artistry.

~Kritika {ValorousBird} & Amber {DiosRaw}

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Poetry By Kritika & Amber {3} ~ Coalesce

The deprivation fractured us detached,
yet the love, the glue, binds us in conjunction; as a flower in the desert, we blossomed in the savagely conditions and clasped onto every morsel of rain just to remain alive and survive.

The trail of tears forming a caterpillar,
crawling on the pale skin, absorbed by the arms of the comforter: the pillow; witnessed by the night, waiting for the sunlight to dry and provide courage.

Hardship perceived, immune to time, a caged bird now appreciates the revealed beauty of freedom and sensory illusions; conflict and chaos molded the art of today. Yet the devil sometimes finds work for the unoccupied mind.

But deliquesce; over time its agonizing
vibrancy develops hues of a peaceful sea, of which the tides only rise when it is the need.

Shards of a vanquished universe coalesce
dusts of fugitive destruction and chaos; verbal hemorrhages oozing from the pen amidst metamorphic dreams built from the foundations of a resilient soul.

Contriving in eclectic shapes and forms;
aesthetically the shards undress to unruffle the imbalanced state.

Naked and stripped, chaos and order coalesce,
intermingling stitched equilibrium residue to be in touch with joy and pain as though they were dual
twins of the same; for every torment encountered, a counteracting faith at the helm.

Welcome its rage with pride and honor; extend
your hand to transcend your warmth and transmute it into love; add vibrancy to the quality of life while accepting its devilish nature.

~By Kritika {ValorousBird} & Amber {DiosRaw}

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Poetry By Kritika & Amber {2} ~ Time’s Cadence

Since our time of birth, have you fathomed the depth of infinity within the microcosm of us?

Time’s cadence, a playful teacher, dressed in hues of mystery

Amorphous narratives weaving stories through the tapestry of universal consciousness, thus superfluous

Unwrapping the gift of present wafting through the invisible layer of time

Dripping in translation distortion through varying dimensional thought pattern awarenesses

We are lost or are we? Delicacy of its intricate design witnessing only the sincerity of day and night.

Cementing time’s meaning, alive through our beliefs and concepts, yet swimming amongst the timeless existence of the nebulous ultimate

The value of which increases with the passing of moments bringing us closer to the end.

Cycling back, diving into the stream of transcendental love, accompanying us on our way home through multidimensional places where time has no residence outside human
conception.

Only the Now exists, thus superfluous.

Tidal waves cleanse an adjacent time conundrum, the deluge is approaching, adrift, soaking, submerging in the world of imagination..

~By Kritika {ValorousBird} & Amber {DiosRaw}

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Poetry By Kritika & Amber {1} ~ The Answer

They say ‘Love’ is the answer to all questions
enthralling essence reverberating in each living cell
blending an infinite palette of shades and hues that permeate through ancient wisdom and cosmic mystery coursing through bodily veins
acknowledging the engagement of the superior and inferior alike
bypassing the distinctions and entering non-dual awareness
proceleusmatic nature throbbing to be known by the unknown beings
bioluminescence glazing the sea, life so magical and mystical, what can this be?

The lucid word, ‘LOVE’

~By Kritika {ValorousBird} & Amber {DiosRaw}

~Originally posted on the 8th of March 2021.~

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