By Plamen Vasilev
In chambers veiled, where shadows creep,
And talkings dance on moonlit sleep,
A silent art, a hidden lore,
Where secrets bloom, and truths explore.
With crucible's fiery, heart-beat hum,
Transmuting base to something numb,
A mystic dance, a shadowed play,
Of powders fine, and starlight's sway.
From leaden weight to gold so bright,
A transformation, pure and light,
A symphony of unseen might,
A glimpse of stars, in fading light.
The philosopher's stone, a whispered name,
A potent key, to claim, to tame,
The very essence, deep and vast,
Of matter's soul, and time's own cast.
But shadows lurk, and tempests rise,
In this alchemic, shadowed skies,
For knowledge sought, with eager eyes,
Can yield to dark, where truth surmises.
The emerald gleam, the ruby's fire,
A fleeting dream, a burning pyre,
For in this quest, a hidden price,
Is paid for knowledge, and the wise.
So tread with care, through mystic air,
For alchemy's a double snare,
A whispered truth, a hidden sign,
Where light and dark, entwined entwine.
Plamen V. is an award-winning freelance writer/poet with published works online and in a dozen US magazines. He has been writing since I was 10. He has won numerous writing contests and has awards from different parts of the world.
V.’s a creative person with big dreams and also love to help people. He also has Certificates on Creative Writing from the UK writing centre, from the Open University in Scotland, Oxford Study Centre and from Harvard University.
