Anklets Poems - Poems about Anklets

..."When nature exceeds culture, we have the rustic. When culture exceeds nature, we have the pedant." -Quote by Confucius ---------------------------------------------------------- feminine luxury......

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... when elixir of moon drips wine into the crystal goblet of magic this late night beguiles my skin, reeling on a Friday parade of lights; my hips oh so beckon, swaggering t......

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...Snow is fair and so my lady, Roses are red and so my lady's cheeks, red, red, red. Eyes like the deep ocean, Lips like the fresh strawberries, Feet soft like the tender coconut, Her long hair mo......

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...P o e t r y the timeless nepenthe to my aching soul, a cluster of calming couplets caressing the ventricular vortex within my heart. When dark is the dawn, when cold is the air, and heavy ......

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...One among the eight heroine types keen (utkanthita) to end separation (viraha) from her beloved ____________________ My eyes long for one glimpse of thy visage That eludes me like a mirage, M......

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...f o r g i v e n e s s is the window to unknot the twigs of tainted trees, where cuffed anklets around the star-struck skin of seraphic silhouettes feel the suppressed sighs of the ice-moon......

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...My family spoke two languages I’m not the same Results came in still thankless Feels weird to be diagnosed anxious Results so plain I’m still hiding under several blankets I ain’t sleeping The......

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...sometimes I sing antique anthems, of the nights I was confined within a bottle of diamond tears, wept woefully from the widest sky that held kaleidoscopic stars~ amidst festooned f......

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...In time when night turned to dawn, I could see, It all appeared like sheer fantasy. Light-hearted, I put on my office hat, And hurriedly in my horse carriage sat To drive away myself to sink ......

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...Seems like he is Bholu from my village, He used to come every morning to fetch Neera(Palm Toddy) from the Taad(palm) tree, He would tie ends of his anklets with a little rope. and we would watch h......

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... hold still … eventide - I am a capricious cad among wraiths waltzing with a mop in a Marrakesh courtyard - catching stars as they drip with waxy and wild wonder into the braids of my maudli......

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...that barn owl in the tree must know something, quietly it looks, follows all night long, looks from left, right, left.. like pendulum swing, its ears pricked, is someone humming a song? autumn ......

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...Red Gems A middle-aged man in an old wheelchair moves slowly and with determination. On a crowded street filled with happy tourists’ feet his arms look as if they’d finished an Olympic rac......

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...SATIRICAL: SATIRIZED EUPHONY Hissed her path to say No As amulet dangled on her' dandled Tis so sweet to trail the forlorn As no help came to a hearty hut On the rafter was a treasure kept ......

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...I just wonder... If you would have loved me if you had not read the imperfect sonnet that I wrote for you in a piece of paper adorning it with petals of roses: my first scr......

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