I seek wisdom

I seek the beginning of a new story…
To flip the pages at every tense moment…
To feel the thrill of places afar…

I seek the insight of a seer…
To find out where cupid lives…
To rejoice in the victories of Hercules…
To marvel at the accomplishments of Steve Jobs…

I seek words…
I seek knowledge..
I seek wisdom.

~Shedyk(from 2013 archive)

The moment.

Fill my hands with sand,
Fill my mind with sighs.

Let the time flow through our veins,
Let the distance bind our sight.

Soaking into each others embrace,
We blur the future and sublime the past.

We are frozen in the moment,
Devoid of hue, devoid of flickers, devoid of bout.

~Shedyk

(archive 2013)

Full Moon at Christmas

The grass felt furry, a natural carpet so awesome
Semi-lit in the starry night, all prickly yet soft and tender
We lay on our backs, the cosmos slowly gliding above our eyes

In the distance a stream of light struck through the hills and canopy
Long shadows criss-crossed our bare skin,the random tattoos almost felt real
I could sense the deepest of aura’s arise as we tightened the embrace

The landscapes before us turned amber, an energy beckoning
The horizon glowed in strokes of Gold, as the full moon rose
Our hearts mellowed in the splendor,our minds wondered in its magnificence

A tender peck and a sigh of pleasure escapes her curled lips
The long lashes of light engulfed us like sheets of silk,gentle on the skin
Thawing our very soul as we melted into each other, giving in to the yearning

As the rising moon took the night skies with an increasing passion
So did we take each others emotion to the next level, love at its utmost core
Watery tides rising with every rhythm, stars twinkling with every mourn

Heart beating fast,soul kisses interrupted by hot breath
What could beat a beautiful sunrise ten-fold, surpass its enchanted awe
‘A full moon rising to the wake of lovers, witnessed by the stars’

Script & Rhyme
by Shedyk.

(from 2010 archive)

Black & White

It is not a contrasting white on black or vice versa
It is not the achromatic absence of light
Neither is it a glaring visual void of hue
It is the neutral spectrum that sets a captivating mood
The essence of a remarkable spirit very alluring

An absence of color reveals a continuum
An appealing visual presentation
The calmness is utmost aesthetic
The skin tone just right in gray-scale
The depth in the portrait is infinite

Script & Rhyme

By Shedyk
(Archive from 2012)