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C.C. Arshagra

C.C. Arshagra

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Blake's Hand by C.C. Arshagra

Inhale!

I’m going / to die now, / just / to become wind / And become ,,,

I am the whale of poems

And I am just the whale of poems / And you hate poems

Breathe now for the last breath is gone

Come. / We are all invited to laugh at Love’s funeral.

DO YOU NEED A RIDE?

The Earth is / hungry to play alive with you / She draws you into her wave and b…
The Wild Calm by C.C. Arshagra

A Model Woman

“Do you know the time of love?” She spoke / To move to my mind with breathing’s way

AndaDa JaNEEN (Attention READERS: This social &am…

“Don’t move. I’ll shot / every detail .” / She stood there naked / with only her gear

Burning Father

Love’s naked and bare Mother gives. / Still … life embodies hope within all. / We are beyond releasing comes.

You Are

Releasing creation

The Buddha in the Bonsai Tree

Fine as fingers drunk past lips / We looked into each other / And then as if …

Football & Slavery

Bought, sold, and paid for by the owners of the game / Just like in a real American election

The Sexual Arts

Letters, and oils, and pastels, and pencils can … / Eat your heart out, and rip your soul a new one

Moved by Gigi! As Simple as a Thank You ----A Poe…

… in the center / of a large and open and empty space

LITTLE ROSIE PIXEL (A Children’s Poem)

She danced like light could sew a picture / Through the needle eyed

The Naked Wilde

While the air moves through marrow / To excite what is life

To the known ends we are (WARNING! Deep Poem)

Excited as Doom giving a toast –“To inevitable pain! / Lest the poor wake to think …

functionalism 1 It all happens while you sleep

it all happen while …

Vagina Soul —a poem

Sustained to join inhale and live it’s release..

The Free Thinker Would

…ask important knowledge. / What have we forgotten?

By the leave of love

And laugh with mysteries of how alone together is

I will remember Her

It is true / She will sail again / Once she is gone

It Falls a Gift of Inspiration

Parent the arts

PAIN’S MIGHT … Oh the tender soul of it all

You gave your fists hands to touch Death’s not alone / And you unfurled your wings here to span the whole globe / But were rained on by st…

“The Little Old Wise Woman”

…and there was that poem / which once rocked her head / Frightened by words / that collide with the ends.

X-O-SEXUAL®™

There’s no penis involved / No vaginas are touched

The world

As rude and honest as death loves you

As Brave as the Sky She Is

As brave as the sky she is / For she will not / Be destroyed / By the storms of mind’s whirl

Nicely on the Planet Far

The gift? / Her name was Nicely. / No one ever saw her twice.

One Must come to Read #1 —a thread poem

One must come to read again

The Receiving of Love

Your courageous clouds / Always disappearing / To free / The impossible / Bond

Responsible

I am not my poetry for they are poems

Breath is born here

And here is the nexus of gratitude is.

Transcendence!

Enter the mind is torn together by form

Into the opening naked

No more than the last breath / you took for the first time

Portrait of Afterlife

I feel like I am being painted

Never Forget

Till justice is tried / And the world’s gavel cries

The Shape & Structure of Give #1

… accepting the price of form.

The Plagiarism of Joy’s Poetry (An Ode to the Cou…

Nothing is clean / Especially the most pristine holy truths’ polished / And shined daily with rags of fearful hopes in hiding / Buying pred

To Live In Pain and Fear

The sum of your mind in a moment / This sum of your thoughts in their guise, …

When Knowing Is Over / Everything Is Gratitude

A sacred door has opened

I cannot compare or compete

I cannot compare or compete with you

Suite Sound Images of Her

Then rest / —to learn her heaving / Composition: Heart and chest

The Captured Escape

The eye’s lens inverted / The spirit awakes / The shattering happens. / The "captured’ escape

The Shape & Structure of Give #2

The reality of no identity end-bound …

The Sunset Blue

When the sky defines / The water of love’s mind … / I will enter you

You Can Kiss the Sky

She moves in a contemplation of her soul presence still.

Leave Me Alone

I do not need pity to raise the world round me / I do not see loneliness inside alone

The UnderConscious (part 1)

(truly, then honestly) be

Infant and Human and Mortal Are We

Come to the funeral of we are all born here / Attend to lost lives, which gives meaning to our hands

Legs

She / Lands beneith you / Naked as nature

Leaving to Love

An ode to Robin Fortin / Our most naked sense / ‘touched’ so… / … little we know

When She Found Time

“Yes” I said (the way love’s ease laughs) / “I too love time and the way you found her”

Art Explained

Parenting

Rumi (Was he blind?)

Who shall she kiss as the air feels her lips, …

The lens-inverted woman

Madness I say is the glory of being / Always a laugh shy of you being … too sane

Pain and Ice Cream

Come on laughter and cry aloud / with the madness of ending the staged comedy

Life within the living

To rock aware why / we rise to human matters

It Is Not About Me

It Is Not About ME

functionalism 36 No laughter with the planet’s li…

… to live unto the falling / sky / of why you do not harvest …

She Is Naked

You are free to be inside yourself / Completely naked; being

Read THIS! Now read this. Now read this first.

Alone they’re just poems … The poetry is you

The Glance

Not a seed, or syllable, or sound escaped the mind

An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking #3

A sexual waking and the romantic quaking / to touch less …

The UnderConscious (part 13)

The hilarious space of the UnderConscious …

The Shape & Structure of Give #3

… the calm is; now goes; sum creation movements are.

To the known ends we are (Same poem In First Per…

Excited as Doom giving a toast –“To inevitable pain! Lest / The poor wake to think …”

touched by beauty

… with equilibrium’s water

The Shape & Structure of Give #4

… a perfect mystery of eternal imperfection.

ARTISTS COLLABORATIONS ~ Expanding on

Yet, there’s always the beauty / Of so soft the sound leaves here

The Shape & Structure of Give #9 (the poem in…

She was formed by the birth of alone at last with peace. “C.C. Arshagra”: poem & “Kafka”; art works collaborat…

An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking #1

The earn of love’s lasting … / The spirit of naked soul / pleasures. (A CRITICAL THREAD POEM)

I cannot write poetry that loves you when I’…

Where do words come from? / Do they die if you read them?

An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking #2

Here there is a pungent spirit. / Lips stick to my soul’s listen. / And the body of this …

functionalism 35 Hello one dies where no one lived

… when powers trick fears’ hate-felt / reep …

It Is Not About Me #2

about me and choice

Within Being Born

Now hear the womb of one’s motherhood bare

The UnderConscious (part 4)

(Somehow somenow undiscovered)

It Is Not About Me #3

The invisibility of peace is captured and killed / For it is foolish enough

functionalism 27 Changing the body of facing our …

…listen to children who tell us / with complete uncontrived innocent wisdom what troubles we create
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