HELA JENAYAH TEKALI

HELA JENAYAH TEKALI

Garments And Tears

The tears of Jacob are my healing

The garment of Joseph is my blessing

I will purge my inner clothing with wisdom of my words

And heal those inner stitches and scars with tears of my fire and my sword

The blood that is spilled all over my soul is a gift of your Holy Spirit

It reached those beats of my heart through the speed of light

A generation of prophecy running all through my veins

The blood of Joseph and the tears of Jacob are piercing my heart in vain

The garments and the tears are my blessing and my curse

Cleansing and purifying my soul as I bleed my Holy Verse

Travelling through the Speed Of Light of generation of prophecy

To catch those glimpses of your celestial beauty

Planets , Stars , black holes governing this inner poetic cosmos of my inherited prophecy

Throw on my eyes the sweat of Joseph's garment

Open their blurry and hazy sight to see better into your sacred sacrament

Joseph is my shield and my dream

In the garment of absolute purification this speed of light is venturing and roaming in its paradisiacal stream.

Broken Pieces

Journeying The Self

Inside me dwells

A woman I totally ignore

How to befriend that Self

I am striving to explore.

All my efforts are gone in vain

The more I come closer,

The deeper is the pain

The Self is the ocean where it is hard to swim

Fleeing the flames of passion to reach the farthest harbor is an impossible dream.

I am escaping from Me to love another Self

While all I have to do first is to love my Self.

Why is life such a curse

A repetitive process, a mystifying rehearse!

Struggling to find back all those misled entities

That in reality stand for my puzzling identities.

Inside me I am whole

When all those puzzling selves are reunited.

All those broken pieces of my soul,

Will be brought back once I am clear-sighted.

The Universe Bells

In my outer speculation I stand erect

Before an inner contemplation I'd like to elect

What's knowing without a clear sight

The universe bells won't be bright.

Silence rings every sound to my ear

But still I don't dare to defy my fear

Music is there in every move I take

A great symphony of the maker for my sake.

The universe is a great bell for me to learn

Like school- leavers that rush for their turn

Life is a long process of learning and wisdom

Knowledge is not enough to boost your freedom.

Let the universe Bell its music ring more and more

The inner melody you're there to explore

When the Silence sits stand up on your feet and listen

To its banned voice and outstanding lesson.

HELA JENAYAH TEKALI

HELA JENAYAH TEKALI is an English teacher, exercising her profession at the Faculty of  Law of Tunis, Tunisia. She is a young spiritual poetess who started writing poetry six years ago. Mrs. Tekali is interested in a special theme in poetry which is Spiritual Philosophy. As she puts. "I believe that Spirituality is the essence of human life. There can’t be a real, genuine and transparent vision of truth without a glimpse of Spirituality in our daily life and thereby, there is nothing wiser in the world than to be endowed with spiritual wisdom." "Spirituality is the Mystical face of religion…. Spirituality is the Mirror that reflects divine vision". "The soul is the essence of our existence. The human body is a mask, a mere Simulacrum. It is the soul that heals, enlightens our instinct and endows our desperate heart with energy, faith and light." "A soulless human being is like a beast wondering in a wild desert, unable to control its deep impulses, manipulates its uncontrollable desires, its intense ecstasy and its unmanageable lust after the material world."