Some selected poems of Welkin Siskin
Welkin Siskin
Washington, America
- Indifference
And to hear is nothingness alone
When words are not heard;
echoes do not swell
Like a rush of breeze
when eyes are not mirrored
to see things at the reversed side
And to see is nothingness alone!
2. Dreams
Myriads of fancy I weave
To discover what is not from my being
To simply be forgotten like a nightly dream.
I knit a thousand dreams yet there
To be attainable,
But I am not the very fount from
where these dreams come,
And therefore I am an unfulfilled dream.
I knit these dreams to soar pole to pole, wilderness to wilderness
And yet these are paths of various nature.
I shall in time reach there
Where the fount is waiting for me to unleash my energy, breaths and toils.
Many dreams are, in the long run, go unfelt but I shall, like the dream itself, walk to wake me up.
3. Darkness (I)
The moon melted away
like the leaves of a spring tree.
There is no option; another way is lost
To be out of darkness so free.
The stars have forsaken us
To calm this heart lost in wanderings.
4. A Joy of Night
A whiff of dispersed fragrance
emitted through the lips of yours
breezes in,
and thus, the solitude of the night
Is set into canorous epiphanies.
5. Darkness (ii)
The modicum of light left is all done.
Mirages by leaps and bounds playfully move frontward,
A shadow of the dark with a tinge of invisible
wisps in the space swings,
Silence prances and struts
trouncing the indomitable.
These callous nights confront
the meaningfulness of time.
A bland, tedious world
The captive of darkness is the light.
I sway around its blind axis.
6. The Wise and the Fool
Wise men say what’s here from the earth to take,
The foolish take fare of illusive thoughts,
A mere Illusion is but the world
Where each one of us leads
The road of merging curves.
7. A Vow
I have reposed my faith in you
Who’s light like morning dew
Clung to the leaves of a plant.
I have reposed my faith in you
Who’s one of a few
Cherished by this heart.
I have reposed my faith in you
Who glows like the last phase of the moon
And whose love reigns supreme in this heart
I have reposed my faith in you
Whose beauty enthrall this yearning heart,
And whose eyes open mine.
8. Nature
These lights fade
that shine in the dark,
The roaring zoo by the riverside,
The lovely melody of the lark.
The length of the whisper of the wind,
It spreads from the corner and the crack to my room,
And the pleasure of the wind unfolds.
In the best of wines, turn your head.
And the time clock keeps me impatient.
I lie like impermanence.
Things are established however
To vanish like the light of darkness.
9. Hate
Hatred could sully the world
And yet we found ways to hate.
We could order everything else
With some strong and rebuttal debate.
What hate could not win was the talk.
And what love could win was not known.
We could not wait for luck
If those hatreds and loves were unknown.
10. Poetry
Poetry does the feelings spread
Far and wide
to space and wilderness,
does it then smooch the grandeur it
finds on the way.
Poetry does the heart cherishes
For what’s sweet to the heart is cherished.
11. Feelings
Feelings surge through the deepest
Inside of the heart in this night
Set me into a tune,
Engross me into a trance of unfathomable beauty,
Position me allured.
I am left nowhere but lost.
Night moves into my bedchamber wild
gripped by aching yearning,
a mania of time enwraps me full.
The heart dances like the dust bunny
In the springtide;
Where could rest be met,
A string of heart-shaped into a no-mind?
12. Life
Life is dice
Without emphasis
It can flip any side.
Life is game
Without emphasis
You can win or lose
depending on how you play.
A coin can flip either side
And a game can be either win or loss.
13. To the Stranger
Bringing stars
to this rayless heart
come,
O, stranger!
Come like the fireflies in the dark corner of this life
bringing enough light.
This life of mine has hungered
And untellable love awaits
To unite with thy soul.
14. Third Eye
Where are those loves
thine eyes seek to attain?
Where are thine eyes
that flutter in the realm of beauty?
Thou art solving of all imperfections,
You bestow me enough freedom
To find the surge of love and tides of compassion.
15. Wishes
Like the drifter man’s life
This man seeks various triumphs
Like the drifter man’s life
This man moves in seeking always,
Seeking things wandering in space and time.
16. A Scene
The dark-hued starless night
Over the grounds lie
In its center, a gale of whisper
Sounds in the night of rest
Not to bother me, but to awake
This slumbered state of mind
For a fresh start!