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Sandra Rao Poem
That my mind flies
On the wings of Pegasus
O behold thy gentle sweetness
That brings notes of sweet charity
If one should find the shadow of warmth
It lies in your brilliant presence
The eons of time should mark such liberty
As to find your delightful willingness
Must it be I for kindling thy warmth
And create in it a world
Such that would live forever
In the ire of loves labor
For doth thou speak gently
Inspiring a bolt of heavens glory
In it I doth dwell
To find the flames of thy passion.
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2022
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Victory borne out of mud and sweat
Hath restored mankind
From the depths of despair
To the tolls of liberty
Hark now the sweet melody
Of sweet honour and justice
From the strains of a Robin
Now amidst dead silence
For the moments lingered over
The distant sounds
Which were once filled with death
Are now resilient
It's time to celebrate
A new decree
Of blissful peace and harmony
Trumpets blast over land and sea
Echoing the joy of rebirth
A new era a new life
Leaving behind the past
For now its glory unto the last.
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2021
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Tall and thin without a doubt
Young Johnny's all about
bound with tons of energy
Like a proud prodigy
Numbers he did count Willy nilly
Even when astride a filly
Jumping quick across a wall
All because he had the gall
Words came to him at five
Like flies to a bee hive
Rocks he stored and notes he wrote
Words of wisdom he did smote
One day while running across the Heather
He did find a beautiful feather
A warning wind stole across
But he was so engrossed
It grew dark and cloudy
And the gale blew loudly
Heavens poured and lightning struck
When he saw the wild buck
Grasping all his wit
He drew closer to it
Finding it in a hole
He released it s leg in the pole
Thus went Johnny on and on
Wet and cold he rode anon
And from this day that hap
He rode with a feather in his cap.
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2023
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A desert song
One day in Arizona
Trod a girl named Fiona
Her flock she led towards a pool
to find a drink sublime and cool
All day she walked with head held high
Beneath the big blue sky
The ray's of the sun beat
But she did not retreat
On and on she did escort
through the desert hot
And down the creek they went
Never forgetting their intent
But alas they soon befell
What fate would call a spell
For reasons not being plain
They never returned again
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2020
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Prayer
King Darius the great
Bring to me what's in my fate
In this life
withstanding strife
For if I deserve the best
Let it be in your quest.
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2020
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Teen love
If love conspires
Bring my love to me
Her face bathed in moonlight
To my utmost delight
If love swells
Like the ocean
Bringing her at night
In Sweet tide
If love grows strong
Calling her name
While it echoes
In the shallows
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.If love endures
Carrying with it
Sublime sweet agony
..To cast its spell upon me.
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2023
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Ode to life
As I sought the sapling
Laying it deep within the soil
And tending to its needs
I felt the divine light on me
Watching it everyday
As the clouds passed
And cast their shadow
In sweet bewilderment
Within its infinite summit
I felt the divine light on me
Watching it everyday.
Flocks of sheep strolling the hills
Beneath the boughs of lustrous leaves
The wind blowing in the distance
Causing dry leaves to float
I felt the divine light on me
Watching it everyday.
The steeple rises above darkened roofs
The pigeons swarming to find seed
Cars and buses bustling by
As dawn streaks the sky
I felt the divine light on me
Watching it everyday.
After the ravages of the day
Till dusk adorns itself
The orchestra of lives
Until the cloak of dark settles
I felt the divine light on me
Watching it every day
The echo of receding murmurations
Intertwined in the abyss of waterfalls
Reconciled in the mist of time
Searching a new destination
I felt the divine light
Watching it everyday.
As scented roses fill the air
And dew drops bring the
Promise of a new morrow
Each blade looks to light
I feel the divine light
Watching it every day.
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2023
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Cast by a shadow
So dark and fierce
As the cavern below
Pulling its course rapidly
Of spirit vent to infinity
Calling its echo infinite
The hollow to its serenity
Pulling its course rapidly
When cast to surrender
It follows in treble hold
sacrosanct to engender
Pulling its course rapidly
What heavens forbid
Yet it holds tightly its grip
In graves morbid
Pulling its course rapidly
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Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2021
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The gentle stir in the winds
The rustle of the blinds
The shifting clouds
I remember you.
The slight drizzle
That hath no bridle
The raindrops on the trees
I remember you
The showers from above
That falls over my alcove
The sweet smell of soft earth
I remember you.
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2021
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How true is love
In the morning breeze
Whence stirs the leaves
And sings the bird amidst willows
How true is love
When she weaves
Her fingers slipping
Between the threads
How true is love
When he to his
Darling debates
Calling out her name in the distance
How true is love
Glancing in the mirror
Catching a glimpse
Of beauty beholden
How pure is love
Born out of desire
Fondling it's fire
Waiting for it to kindle
Copyright © Sandra Rao | Year Posted 2022
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