Holistic Living Annex: Adam Radhi Agaki

Concordia Discors

There is a definite line that we do draw
When tired, aching and sore.
It runs the measure of our resilient core,
Exposes the lightning reach of our hearts inner law.

When the rolling rivers run dry;
Teased by a trickle, we learn to try again.
When our fighting fuel burns past bright;
Sparked by the special, we ignite our sight again.
When the magic of the storm ceases to mesmerise;
Embraced by the ethereal, order in chaos is realised again.

Faith in the darkest hour makes our mystery crystal clear.

Poet: Adam Radhi Agaki

Holistic Living Annex (MARCH 2013)

Sunday, 3 March 2013 Read more...

Rain the Blessings of Love

A tie in time.
Some portals collide.
The space is answered,
In a paradox of sorts.

The glimmer of elusive love,
Shines to eternity.
The divine grid of infinity.

The sails of a Lost ship -
Blown to life -
With Winds of change.
Some wild waters of wonder,
Running rivers,
Rolling thunder.
Rain the Blessings of Love.

Poet: Adam Radhi Agaki

Holistic Living Annex (FEBRUARY 2013)

Thursday, 14 February 2013 Read more...

Awaking from Duality

Guide me right

to the light below the layers

send me then

to my epaxial saviour.

Wearing the coat

of unnecessary needs

to keep warm

my off-beat dreams.

Through spectacles of love and hate

come forth the beauty and fate

of our ever-different elusive world.

Our natural state is chaos in wake

And the illusory faith in utopian tastes

Is our noose for claiming righteousness.

Permit me then

to soberly mend

my resonance with

the now, and in

that frozen moment

above and beyond, behold then

that fixed fact

of a noble pact

that ties all acts betwixt -

our capacity of the dual.

Poet: Adam Radhi Agaki

Holistic Living Annex (JANUARY 2013)

Monday, 28 January 2013 Read more...

When in Roam

Find meaning whilst awake,

While dreaming,

While sober,

High and breathing.

Give what you take

To find the meaning anew.

Savour the taste -

To arch over blue.

It is what you make.

Don't let it fade to fake:

For your sake,

For our sake,

Don't break the world on your quest.

Find your meaning outside this mess.

Poet: Adam Radhi Agaki

Holistic Living Annex (DECEMBER 2012)

Friday, 21 December 2012 Read more...

Beauty in Fruition

Some vessels teeming with fire
Driving on desire, along
The spiral vicissitudes
Of wanton liars.
Some carriages idle,
Content survivors,
Reach for no more
Than where their heart is.

In some basic binary twist,
We live off each other
And all we destroy or kiss.
It is this, truth that is bliss.

So we arrive
Some when they live,
Some when they die.

But the end illuminates
Where we stand, now.
The dealing of death
Spurs us to our coloured vows.

In this commonality we
Dance with daring dreams,
Deny the dreadful and dreary.
Dislocate the dimensions
Of dead end divisions.

And we live to pursue a vision,
Seven billion in collision -
Yet this colour of difference remains;
Beauty in fruition.

Poet: Adam Radhi Agaki

Holistic Living Annex (NOVEMBER 2012)

Saturday, 17 November 2012 Read more...

Expression for Good

There was a time when you had the might to write.

It was a confused explosion seated on the pinnacle of emotion.

That time was rich; and upon every mental itch,

There was a coloured projection of what one's existence meant.

There was a blood flow that kept the words alight,

Shot from an archers bow, through high and low -

It gave a certain sight.

That epoch of lockless love burning on high,

Incinerating the pages that I -

Wrote of in a time of war -

Saw a sweet symphony die.

And in its red elements, a precise eloquence of self elegance, echoes in eternity.

All our written words will forever serve the nerve of their birth:

Choose Love, or Fear as the reality to steer.

Poet: Adam Radhi Agaki

Holistic Living Annex (OCTOBER 2012)

Saturday, 20 October 2012 Read more...

Adam Radhi Agaki

Adam Radhi Agaki is 23 year-old undergraduate student majoring in Journalism and International Studies at Monash University, who lives in his love for language and its poetic expression.

Poetry came to Adam at the age of 14 through a history project in school where he had to write a personal account of a soldier in World War I. Since then writing has always played a significant role in his life. Adam composes poetry almost daily and has worked as a journalist with The Brunei Times for two years.

Monday, 30 January 2012 Read more...