Boundless Bliss

🤍
Something emerged from the darkness
And I, realised
It was
-I

A nascent rendering
Hitherto un-ventured,
Terrain
Smelling fresh like Wet grass
Kissed by yesterday’s Dew from Her
- secret adventures

The Earth comes alive
she comes a-Light
at Night
I watch the Mud quiver at the touch of-
Heaven’s Rain
The Earth opens up for Sky to enter Her,
Inner domains

I smell the Wet rain
on my lips as they open apart
Ever so slightly
and my eyes close to the
overwhelming sensation that engulfs me,
of naked embrace
By that which is Beyond,
material interface

I reach the edges of the periphery
And the peripheries of the edges of my, sensory awareness
I feel the corners of you
and where my curves and crevices
brush against you, and
all that You are,
and
It feels;
Like a painter’s stroke on blank canvas-
Art on bare skin
The white fills slowly in hues of blush pink

And I am
at once and ever so softly, a rush
of cataclysm and epiphany,
As wave upon wave of rapture washes over me
Each one a baptism of ecstasy

I do not know what the feeling is
when I feel this
but I do know when I do
You are near

and this

Beating heart enclosed in pounding flesh reaches out from its illusory mesh
And finds itself out as not one with itself but with all that is

And finds You
and Me
And More,
of this…

..Boundless Bliss


Roshini Suha Cath

R E P R I E V E

I took my, Clothes off
From the Hooks on your Body
And I let them fall to the floor
A Whole bunch of them

And I fell on top of them and into
The middle of them
And got lost in the depths
Of their Folds

And I cried and I cried and I cried
And I wrapped them all around me
And I held them in my arms
In my open, empty arms

And I hugged them tight
And I wept
And I wept and I wept
And I Baptised them

In Fire and Holy Water
And in Tears
And I cried and I cried and I cried
As I Held them in my open, empty, bruised and bleeding arms

My Ink Blue Pastel Blue
Teal shaded Powder Blue
Smoky hued Peacock Blue
Baby Blue tragedy Clothes

That were mine to begin with
From time immemorial
And I had given them away
I had given you away
Though You were mine to begin with

And I had placed You on the hooks of Someone else’s Naked Body
And He carried You for me
And She carried You well

And They all fell,
Mirror after Mirror
breaking,
Spell after Spell

And I’m sad
But I’m mine now
And I cry and I cry and I cry
And I weep

As I baptise myself in Salt Water
And Fire, and Tears
And Holy Water from Persephone’s springs in the Underworld

And I hold my clothes all over me
And I wimper,
I moan,
And I weep.

Somewhere in the Folds
New life from Death
Is
Bursting at the seams.

.

.

.

I love you…

I heard a voice from deep within 
the belly of the mountains say,
“I love you”,
A woman’s voice, over and over again.

Pristine truth piercing through,
long nights and dark days
Lightning birthing through the eye,
of the storm of a mind ablaze

An old reprieve, seeping through,
cracks in the walls of a hunted heart
Clouds of haze torn asunder,
by a single thought in stark contrast,
The burning of a mind aflame
put to pause,
By that voice …

I love you, I heard her say
Echoing through the stone walls
Bellowing through the ghosted halls
Of my haunted heart.

I love you, growing louder now,
From whisper to resounding wail

I love you
From cradle to grave
I love you! Hey!
It’s okay.

I can’t promise I know the end
In a broken world I’ll be your friend
As you walk through the fire,
I’ll hold your hand

Through every end we cannot mend
Past blind curves and dead ends
that teach us how far we can bend
I promise, I’m here to stay

I love you till the very end

Roshini Suha Cath

Free(d)

🌕


I don’t feel, you
Understand me
You can’t bear
To see me

You try to rescue me
But I’ve been rescued
From living a life
That’s ordinary

I see in colours
You dream of
I live in filters
You attempt to reach

I do not mean to say
You are ordinary
You can’t see
What I see
You were never ordinary
To me

You like me
When I’m like you
You find it hard to
When I’m let loose
You’d rather I be like you too

Why can’t I see
What I’m throwing behind
A chance at the regular
A seat at the table
You made with your hands
And worked all your life on

How dare I usurp it -
Your royal throne
With mere words from my mouth
My every no a rebellion
Against your decree to comply
My every hesitation an affirmation
That I see through the lies

You tell yourself
And try to sell to me too
I don’t buy it
I know you want me to

I’m afraid I can’t
I wasn’t made to
I’d break if I tried to
And believe me I’ve tried
The proof is the degree I’ve broken to
God knows I’ve tried
To be just like you
To be liked by you
God knows I’ve tried
And been denied

But I want to walk this
Perilous path before me
And not be afraid
Of the highs and lows that approach me
It’s a tall demand
To let them flow through me
Life asks me to be a river
That flows free

I want to hold on
To one branch or the other
A lover or mother
A friend or father

I eventually
Let go

I can’t you see
I have to be free
It’s against my nature
To be tied to a decree
However sweet or spicy
You make it out to be

I bend and I break
And I break what no longer serves me
I move through the haze
I make love to the pain
I’m not regular
And that’s okay
I must be okay
With me

Even if you’d hate to see me this way,

I’m okay
To see me this way

To be me,
Any how,
Any way
Any day.

Roshini Suha Cath

Meditating

Life keeps going 
And I stand by
A passerby
Watching

I’m
Unable to stop the storms or quench the earth ,
the rains, they keep coming
I can barely hide my tears

You ask me to.. meditate ;
I try .

Life keeps going
And I don’t think
I will know, until I die,
the full extent of its meaning

I keep searching
For meaning
Here, there,
Honestly, I’ve been everywhere, deciphering

And I think to myself
Oh this must be it
Or it must be that
But I find that meaning
Is ever changing,
Shapeshifting
Frustrating ?

You ask me to meditate,
I try.

And I,
Am once again, relegated
to this
Shadowy realm
Where I,
a passerby
Keep watching,
the Shapes shifting

Another time,
Another turn of the wheel of time
Another song,
Another mo(u)rning

I can’t bear it,
This, Re-morphing
The pain is excruciating
I cry

You ask me to meditate.
Once again,
I’ll try.

Life keeps flowing
And I keep a-watch(ing) o’er the water,
To see if I come up for breath,
from down under;

I like to watch myself when
I’m floating on the water bed
A corpse upon the river red
As I walk along the river bed

she rushes to the ocean
Past the changes and the seasons
A formless stream,
shape shifting, poem.

Life keeps going
And I keep watching
Hey I’m just,
passing (by)

It must be what you call,
Meditating ?

Roshini Suha Cath

Unobserved 🌺

🌺

It feels good to be unheard..
Alone & unobserved,
Except by me and my chirping birds
They wake me up in the mornings
From my bone deep slumber

My breasts rise and fall
Slowly and deeply, with every breath, I notice now,
How I ebb and flow-
An ocean of my own ;
One with the current and pulse of the cosmos

I stop to catch myself in the mirror
I look upon my features
How they bend and turn
Sharp edges and slow curves,
So a lovers tongue, may rise and fall-
A fractal of my own ;
One with the make and design of the cosmos

It feels good to feel myself
I notice now
How I move and step
A rhythm of my own ;
Heart beating to the heart beat of the cosmos

It feels good to be alone
I can feel now, all the colours of the spectrum
I see now, deeper depths than before
I can taste in my mouth now-
honey and lemon and Salt and cinnamon
I hear now-
The music in my ears from the music of the spheres
I touch now, mySelf-
In my hips there builds a rising crescendo-
A being of my own ;
One with the bliss and abyss of the cosmos

I have been a flower
Blooming every spring and dying every winter,
Shedding in the autumn and singing in the summer -
I was going through the motions
Unmindful of the seasons
Passing by without a pause
to spot myself in my garden and admire all my flaws (flowers!),

It feels good to be alone,
it’s when I’m most together -
All the parts of me feel whole,
when we hold each other-
The garden and the gardener,
separated no more.
A creation of my own;
One with the cosmos.

Roshini Suha Cath

The Man and the Woman

The Rose is inseparable from the Thorn ♥️

We get angry and think we are being masculine
Until one day we are angry beyond our wildest dreams and wrath rings out of us in songs of fury
And we feel, like a woman, screaming her lungs out from deep in her belly …

We cry and think we are being feminine
Until one day we cry out our deepest fears and darkest crimes and fall to our knees, weak
And we feel, like a man when we accept defeat, stepping up and owning up to all that is, the way it is, even for all that we feel …

I have been in and out of these roles and phases
Morphing and flitting between these extremes
Slipping and sliding from one end to the other
Until there is no difference,
Until, at the very depths of one,
i become, the Other

For a man lives in a woman
And a woman in a man
Waiting to be found,
One within the other
Waiting to be born,
As One with each other

Verily I tell you,
A man lives in every woman
Within her very bones
And a woman in every man
Inside his very loins
Waiting to unravel
Waiting to release,
the Force within that desires,
To be unleashed

To the man in the woman
And the woman in the man,
May we always remember these,
And to come together

May we always take pleasure
In the cosmic romance
May we always find each other
And cherish every glance

May we never miss a chance,
to meet in the middle
As we continue to dance,
the eternal trance ♥️

Roshini Suha Cath

Shame

I remember once 
I took a picture of my freshly laundered underwear, lying on my red bed
I thought it was cute cause the colours matched and
they looked like art just lying there,
doing nothing,
being picturesque

It was art too but I couldn’t share it with you
what if you didn’t see what I did and you thought it strange,
or cuckoo?
What if you thought they were,
silly or dirty or I was mentally ill ,
and should be called an
‘exhibitionist’,
I can hear you yelling,
“Are you looking for cheap thrills?”

What if I showed you and it made me feel, ashamed?

Yes Shame.
We feel it everyday,
We’re ashamed, in our skin, and our bones and the hollowed out cavities we call our lungs, and our moans
It’s the creepy crawly that’s hidden
in the dark corners at home,
Locked away, all alone
to twist and contort,
till we can’t ignore

And so I ran.
Till I forgot all about it and it became, redundant.
But it’s still so, relevant.
I think it’s time I showed some, reverence.

What a Shame.
I don’t want to hide (it) anymore.

I’ll let it out. Let it out and let it dance,
a dirty dance on the floor
Maybe wearing the underwear I photographed and couldn’t share,
But no more,
shame.!
I’ll put it up here
For those who can see into
the depths of what we call-
The human experience

All of it
Not just the shiny parts that make you feel like you’re always on top of it
But those ugly feelings that make you go all the way under it,
deep inside it, all around and all over it

So we can make love to the demons (gods?)
that watch over the wastelands of our
treasure islands?
-pure gold.

Yes I said it. I’ll wiggle in it -
The shame.
Till we become friends
And we sit on the grass together
Side by side
Staring up at the same blue sky, and while we count stars and catch clouds we’ll make amends -
For misunderstanding,
each other,
And all the quick hiding and name calling and blame gaming,
and blackmailing and withdrawing …

I’ll look into your eyes
And I won’t, look away
I’ll look with love, deep,
into my Shame, and yours

Till we can See
And not be ashamed
By who we are and who we’ve always been and are meant to be

Till we can See,
God! I wanna see!,
And not look away
From seeing God, who
we’ve kept hiding all along,
When we hid the Shame.

Roshini Suha Cath

Passionate Love

Compassion – like the flowers blooming fresh from the cold earth after winter, every time, every spring 💚

I’m all for, passionate love
In fact I’m a fan
of all things Passion
P with a capital R for the colour Red,
It’s always, in fashion

Like my lipstick
And me heart songs
And my blood as it bleeds over
when I feel love and all my scars open-from the expansion, caused by, passion.

But lately I have been feeling like
Another kind of passion (person?)

A morning kiss and evening walk as we walk our dog in the park and watch the sunset kind of, passion

And I’ll do the dishes for you this whole week cause I can see you’re stressed kind of, passion

And I’ll, come back home and tell you
how my day went and you can tell me too
as we sink into each other and watch
the world collapse on the telly kind of, passion

Yesterday’s pizza heated from the fridge seems warm enough for me when I’m deeply nestled in your quiet embrace.
That kind of, passion…

I can do with some, (Com)passion.

Do you feel me?
I’m all for passion in love
But I wanna make it something more
Something deeper,
Are you with me?
Like the trees have for the ground below and sky above and air around them-

Compassionate love,
do you feel me?

I’m human, and I can’t be, perfect
Not once, not anytime of any day,
I refuse to be, or try to be, perfect
I’m just not,
I have a feeling we all just want,

Compassion.

If you’ve been looking long, then stop-looking for.
And start,
looking with-
Compassion.

I once heard my Grandma say,
It’s not black or white, it’s both,
It’s the Middle way,
It’s both sweet and sour,
It’s the lost Holy grail -
The art of, Compassion,
the kind of passion that lasts forever,
and a day.

Roshini Suha Cath

(I)ce (S)cream

I went to look for the store that sold chocolate ice cream 
I wanted it real bad I had never tasted it before and it was my hearts true yearning

I didn’t know where or when or how to find it
But I went out looking for it
Hoping to find you
So you can show me where it is

And I did
But you flat out refused to tell me where it is
Said it would kill me
That it would taste bad
And was awful for my health

I burned my ties to you that day
Burnt and buried you
I liked you, but what can I do?
What i really wanted was that chocolate ice cream
You wouldn’t mean as much as it did to me anyway, any-day,

Baby,

I found another version of you
Leaning on the bus stand
Waiting for a bus to take you somewhere you promised you’d Never-land

You looked at me, smiling.
Smirking? I’m not sure
Told me that chocolate ice cream I’m looking for might be bad for my health
But you pointed your finger East and said “That way”, anyway
Showed me where it was since I wanted it so bad, anyway

On the way to the store ,
I was so excited I could barely contain my squeals (screams).

It took me way too long and cost me way too much to get there,
But I never cared;
What’s an empty pocket? A few more-
Night scares, wet dreams and red beds,
When I can get my hands on that ice cream ? - chocolate, like I said.

I found the store I was looking for, it was bright red
And all the other colours hung out of it like a clown’s head
You opened your mouth for me and I walked in, dead scared
With a happy smile on my face cause I didn’t care.

Inside you handed me my first dose,
my chocolate ice cream !
The drug I was looking for all along
It was here, I could finally be rescued
And set free.

Every time I ate it I relished it
Ravaged it, devoured it ,
Drank it in, sucked it hard, kissed it,
licked it till it was dripping wet.
Pocketed it (for laters,
cause what if I run out of it,
I could never tell),
Till I was sick of it
It was making me sick!
Every time I ate it I got sick
I couldn’t stomach it!
But I didn’t see it, I was in the thick of it.
All I saw was the chocolate ice cream my daddy made me dream of at night in my childhood bed
Oh dear me, I never stood a chance
I was neck deep in it before I even knew it,
Welcome to my secret dance,
It all happens in my secret shed.

One day I was too sick
Needed some fresh air
Got out of the store
To get some quick breaths
Down my breasts
To hush the beast in my chest cage and get a moment’s rest,
With my hands on my knees and
my back bent over
Broken like an old woman on her, deathbed

Looked up at the sign board outside your store it read,
“Nothing breeds here, you’ll rot here, once you’ve had your fill of our chocolate ice cream, you’ll never leave here, you’ll be left for dead”

Ugh what a journey should’ve read the signposts
All the times you tried to sign post, me,
I was hell deaf, love blinded,
what a creep show.

It didn’t matter that I didn’t see it before
I felt sick, I was sick
From the inside out
Had to puke some more
Till I was crawling on the side walk,
Cold dead floor
Sprawled out on all fours;
All out of chocolate ice cream,
Finally
I didn’t want anymore.

So thanks but no thanks
I won’t be buying anymore
Of your chocolate ice cream, poison!
Daddy’s dead
He was wrong to begin with
No one’s home anymore
That place don’t exist anymore

Goodbye
You all deserve it
Bunch of cheap shows
Stay there rotting in your pit holes
I’m headed out, heading out
I’m out.
Count me out,
Of your flop-show.

Burning bridges once more .
Never coming back to this side of the road anymore.
Your place don’t exist anymore
It’s in cinders
I’ve burnt it down to the ground
The ashes are sound ; I’ve made a bed for myself,
I can lie on.


I’m safe and sound now
No thanks to you
I found my own now
Freedom is mine
I took the road less travelled, and
I’m gone now
You can’t find me no more



Roshini Suha Cath

Hooks

I was looking for a hook
A nice red one
Straight and then Curvy
To hang my clothes on
Strong and steady
For I had quite a few clothes I wanted to try on
Needed to be sure before I could put them on
I wouldn’t even mind if you had more than one -
Better for me, to try more of my clothes on

I was looking and looking
Every where I could find
A man with a familiar scent on,
With those hooks I so badly wanted to hang my clothes on

Just to get a good look at them you see,
Before I try them on me.
I couldn’t see them clearly enough
If only you could be the man of my dreams ;
The one with all the hooks I need .

When I laid my eyes on you
I readily knew
There was only one thing about you
I could put my finger on -
Baby I knew
From the moment I met you
You were a man I could try my clothes on
Oh, the hooks you had on you!

No wonder I found you so hard to resist
The thought of finally getting a good look at myself,
I mean my clothes, haha,
(What a Freudian slip!)
Was something I’d rather die than miss.

I had carried them on me for far too long
On my back where I could never see,
what they were up-to or where they belong
I wanted to be weightless
I wanted to be free
If only you’d show me those hooks on you
Where are they? Let me see!

I didn’t have to ask twice you were dying to
All you wanted was for me to want you
And though I did, want you too
It was these damn hooks I was sinking my flesh into, not you.

First I thought I’d put my clothes on you
Just to get a good look, remember?
Hey,
maybe they’d look good on you too!

I lay them on you and I was confused
Cause suddenly, it got harder and harder to see you
I’m sorry baby,
I didn’t know they were so heavy,
I couldn’t resist,
My clothes, they were finally off of me
I did, for a moment,
Thanks to you, feel free.

But you didn’t, did you honey?
You wanted me so deep
You dug your heels in deep.
Whoops.
And you didn’t have to ask,
I was dying to(o),
Sink my skin into you, deep
I think to this day it’s never felt so sweet

Till I got your hooks off of me
And my clothes back too
I’ll wear them forward from here
I now know how to
Thanks to you
I got a good look, at me
At the clothes and their true colours,
Your hooks helped me see.

I don’t know what I was to you
Some pretty colours to hide those awful hooks you had on you?
It eventually took,
my flesh and blood and bones too
But I hope you got enough you needed of me
To get those ugly hooks off you,
And make some clothes for you too,
So you’d finally be free.

I hope they hug you warm at night
And help you sleep too,
If you know what I mean.

Roshini Suha Cath

Grief

I wonder
Do the trees remember
The pain of every lost leaf
As autumn turns to winter and winter turns to spring
I wonder
Do they know how we feel
As errors turn to lessons and lessons turn to grief,
And the storm within us gives way to peace,
They must know, as we do, with every new leaf,
The sorrow that healing brings
As we glue together new pieces
For those we’ve lost to the wind

-RoshiniSuhaCath

Nee.

சொட்டும் ஒவ்வொரு மழைத்துளியிலும் 
உன் அருளை உணர்ந்தேன்
மலரும் ஒவ்வொரு மின்மினிப்பூவிலும்
மின்னும் மின்மினிப்பூச்சியிலும்
படரும் செடியிலும்
வளரும் கொடியிலும்
ஓர் இரவு மடிந்து மறுநாள் பிறக்க தினமும்
கண்ணாமூச்சியாடும் சந்திரனிலும் சூரியனிலும்
என் நாடி துடிப்பிலும்
நெற்றிப்புள்ளியிலும்
கண்களிலிருந்து தேனாய்ச்சொட்டும் ஒவ்வொரு ஈரக்கண்ணீரிலும்
என்னுள் வாழும் காட்டுநெருப்பின் இதயத்துடிப்பிலும்
உன்னை கண்டேன்
என்னை உன்னில் இழந்தேன்
உண்மை உணர்ந்தேன்
என்னை இழந்து என்னை உன்னில் கலந்து உன்னை அடைந்து
பரவசம் கொண்டேன்
இனி என்னில் என்றும் வாழும் உன்னில் என் லட்சியம் வென்றேன்.

Roshini Suha Cath

Some days

And some days the music cuts too deep,
it seeps out through my bones and makes my blood leak from my eyes and you call them tears
but I know where they’re from,
the darkness herself

And some days the eyes I see on the streets,
each pair strikes a different chord of emotion in me,
leaving me torn in a hurricane of wonder,
about who you could be what you sound like and what your story smells and tastes like,
what the secrets your skin hides are like

Your eyes they reveal what you try so hard to hide
but I know where you’re from,
the cosmos herself

And some days I can’t go to bed because,
my thoughts are racing too fast for me to catch or control them
and my body is drenched in sweat from the excitement of touching that transcendental beauty,
slipping out of the stars and the cracks of my scars when I least expect it,
catching me unaware, claiming me whole,
the Kal himself

Some days I am found in rapturous ecstasy,
only to wake up washed up on the shores of misery
Of my own mind ,
Wiped and erased and washed and rewritten,
Rinsed and warped and twisted and pulled,
Stretched and dyed and tested and tried until;
Her marvellous resilience renews my reluctance.
I’ve grown to respect her.
I’ve come to know her.
She has been my best friend.
She’s the only one that knows the full extent,
Of my pain and joy.
I have always been the doubting kind,
But she has shown me what faith is like
She has shown me I am safe inside
That no matter what,
I’m held inside,

That one day we’ll wake up,
And my tears will have dried -
We’ll be washed up on the shores of Paradise.

Roshini Suha Cath





Rain

I like the sound of this rain 
It muffles the voices in my head 
The black and the white and the greys in between  
The truth of who I am  
And the scars of where I’ve been 
It calms the storm in me 
Brings out the tears, but 
Keeps them from falling 
Keeps them, hesitating 
At the corners of my eyes 
Like my words, hesitating
On the tip of my tongue 
And the arches of my lips 
They part , and close 
With no words in the in between 
I like the sound of this rain 
It is almost like the lullaby I never had 
When my mother put me to sleep 
And the kisses I never got 
When my lovers left me 
And the goodbyes I never heard 
When people disappeared 
Out of the dark, into the depths 
Where I know not how to follow
I like the sound of this rain
It blankets my fears 
And comforts my soul 
And even,
Draws kindness from my demons 
And it feels good. 
It feels fine. 
If only,
Momentarily . 

Roshini Suha Cath 

Stardust, after all.

I forgot the world 
I forgot, Myself
Everything I thought I knew
I forgot, You

I let go of fighting back
I let go of holding back

I was that girl on the edge of the ocean
I dipped my feet in every now and then
I liked the way the water tasted on my bare feet
I Liked it a little too much,

The ocean was calling me..
But I was holding on

To you, solid ground;
Earth upon which my castles were built,
Land upon which my purpose was willed; into life.
But Life, had other plans for me.

And then there was Light..
Bursting across the horizon
I lay afloat on the surface of the water
Staring up into the vast expanse above me

The stars were smiling down on me;
From above the sky was calling me
Below me the Sea bellowed, her tendrils reaching out to me,
Clawing at me.

My heart could not take it anymore
It shattered into smithereens

The Universe revealed HerSelf to me,
I was lost in her Sacred mystery
A giant mirror
Crashing into shards of glass that rained down on me

You were still calling for me !

Acid jazz hammering on in the background
The notes fell heavy on the surface of my Soul
Sliding through the pores to my very bones
I imploded, cataclysmically

Stardust after all,
I let go of it all.

I died, you see..
I really did.
You may not believe me,
But I truly did.

When I thought I had it all
That’s when I lost it
When I thought I’d lost it all
That’s when I found it

And I don’t remember me,
But now I roam Free.
Part of the Earth and Sky and Sea,
Now I Roam Free

Roshini Suha Cath

Daimon of Me

My beast, he was, the only match for me
The one I’m always warring with
The one who declared war on me
The very moment he laid eyes on me

He throws me into the battlefield
And pits me against my insecurities
Terrorises and paralyses me,
With all that I vehemently refuse to see

He drags me by my hair into
The Mirror’s room, the one that sees
All the hidden parts of me
And all my shallow inconsistencies

He pokes and stabs at all my wounds
Makes them bleed afresh, anew
Laughs as I discover the truth,
It was I who licensed the wounding of me.

When his fingers encased my neck
I discovered the hidden intent
This cacophonous, beast of mine
Was dying to be the Death of Me.

Daimon, oh Daimon of me
I thought you came to rescue me
You taught me to be truly free,
Only I can rescue me

You died so I could conquer me
Bullied me till I fought for me
Unyielding in your desire for me
You desired to possess the sum of me

Daimon, oh Daimon of me
Who tasted every inch of me
You put me in my own mouth, literally
And that’s when I first tasted me

And when I did, I tasted ecstasy.
I vowed, To own all that is me.

Daimon, oh Daimon of me
You could never settle for less than the highest virtue of me
Your gaze tore into the deepest parts of me,
You made me, see, Me.

Daimon, oh Daimon of me
Before you I was unbeknownst to me
When I encountered you I first met me
In finding you I forgot me
When I prevailed you, I redeemed me:
The exiled glory of the All of me.

Daimon, oh Daimon of me,
I love you, eternally.

Roshini Suha Cath

You 💙

You are the dream.
You are the Oracle.
You are the Roses Blue and the Pastures Green.
You are the Prayer
You are the Offering
You are the Altar, and Everlasting nectar
You are the River that never runs dry
The Ocean and all the waves of the Sea
The caged bird that was set free.

You are all that you can imagine and more
You are love
You are loved
You are Wisdom personified
You are the Creation
You are the Creatrix
You are the hymns of Heaven
And the wet sighs of Earth
You are the sacred space where your heart rests at peace
Forever and ever and beyond
It’s you my darling
It’s all you
You are the question
You are the answer
You are the portal
The ultimate manifestation
The greatest and worthiest of all divine destinations
Master of all masters
Temple of all temples
Mother of all Gods
God of all that you cannot and can see
You
You
You! Are all that you need !

What glorious finding !
What phenomenal relief.
Like the Moon,
You have Bloomed.
You have become,
All that you seek .
❤️

Roshini Suha Cath

Wonderland

I once was surprised 
to learn that there were
flowers in such a colour

I once was surprised
to learn that there could be
dew drops in such shape and number

I once was surprised to discover your smile
Hidden between and betwixt the twilight
I never was the same again,
ephemerally changed again,
Initiated,
On a path dark as night.

I once met a man who walked down the road
With horns on his head and a ragged down soul
He had claws for teeth,
He clawed his way down
Into my soul.

Alice in wonderland
Alice in wodnerland
Alice in wonderland
Spinning around
Deep under ground
Deep under down
Spinning around

Hearts shake, the Earth quakes
Murder, and a blood red sky
Thunder and lightning
Terrifying,
You’re terrifying
You.

Stop.
Don’t stop.
Stop Me.
Stop.

Don’t patronise me
You paralyse me
From the inside out

Yellow flowers , purple lovers
Skies as blue as broken hearts.
Ruined Towers, shattered Mirrors,
Unfurling skeletons of all shapes and size.

You can’t un-see it
Once you’ve seen it
Wonderland’s secret side

The beast is awoken
Will you slay the dragon?
It’s the only way to the other side
Lest you linger, lest you wander
Lest you eat of the fruit on the way to the topside

Don’t linger longer
It’s getting darker
Down here in Neverland

Don’t look back on the way out of here
Steady the trembling of your hand
That’s the law of Neverland

I wish you courage
I wish you strength
I wish you breach the gates
I wish you never forget to remember
What we gleamed in the twilight shade
The battles raged and wars wept
The charms and spells
And beasts and hells
The treasure we retrieved from underworld’s end
The sights, sounds, shapes and sizes.

I wish you never forget to remember
the way back to Wonderland.