Best Agarwal Poems
Whatcha Thinkin?
by Barbara C. Agarwal
If you're thinkin 'bout me
Then I'll let you be.
But you're thinkin 'bout her
I'm gonna change your thinkin, Sir:
Kiss you all around
And up n down til you beg me
Beg me for more sugar--
Sugar sweeter than mercy--
You'll beg me for your brain,
Beg me to recall your own name,
Beg me—you'll see--'gonna,
'Gonna make your mind whir,
'Gonna do one thing for sure, Sir:
'Gonna letcha make my body purr
So you just think about me,
And no more thinkin bout her--
Categories:
agarwal, betrayal, black african american,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Relax and solitude from the chaos
A walk by the side with soul yours
Night sneaking out from day hours
Even the dull face gives no farce
A meeting of soul after being lost
Quietness lends beautiful talks
Life turns on such an easy walk
Momentous time, I am engrossed
Going back to the loved ones
After a day’s tedious run and run
No worries in mind but true fun
The dusk gives so much to learn
Shy wind blows over the face
Evaporating tensions far to gaze
Stars slowly twinkle at all place
Without expectations of grace
Hope of new rise stirs in heart
Past always taught to tear apart
Move on ever with joy and mirth
Forgive and forget the past
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Contest name: In 24 hours
Categories:
agarwal, hope, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
If I were A Poet
If I were a poet, I would write a poem celebrating your nuptials
I wouldn't call the moon by it's name, but call it your visage instead!
If I were a poet, I would...
I would whisk you away like perfume on the wings of the breeze
All my life, I would keep you hidden from the world's prying eyes
Even if my heart asked after you, I would not divulge the secret!
If I were a poet, I would...
My good fortune fills my heart with a strange dread
Lest some enemy's evil designs befall these moments of joy
What could I do but utter prayers to ward off the Evil Eye!
If I were a poet, I would...
As my last duty of love, my life would have fallen at your feet
And to this duty of love I would expound as prostration
If I were a poet, I would..
May the Bride flourish, may the groom prosper
May this poem of mine forever remain the preface to our love
Like someone praying on the rosary to ward off evil
My poem guards you like that of last verses of the Holy Gita!
If I were a poet, I would..
Har Agarwal, June, 2021
Categories:
agarwal, beauty, crush, devotion, love,
Form:
Prose
Small Summer Cabins for Rent on Lovegrove Lake
by Barbara C. Agarwal
I left my chance when
A chance I did not take
When I saw you long, long ago
At Lovegrove Lake.
Do you remember per chance also,
Me perched on the wee porch there?
Me, dangling my silver sandal?
And sipping my white wine with care?
The blue chiffon band of my straw hat
Blowing in the river-lake air?
Me, sitting on a pink-coral rocking chair?
Me, focused and scratching out a poem to share?
You stood tall and out on the river dock
Of the lake. You stood wide-shouldered, as I recall:
A happy stranger, fishing, leaning against
The railing of the driftwood-grey quay.
I could hear you whistling, though afar.
I can hear you whistling still, by the song
I was won: “once there were valleys,
Kissed by the sun....”
Then—after some secret bless-ed
Moments of wonderful watching
I saddened to hear The Four Brothers'
Notes and your whistling cease.
But then you drew yourself together
With a sigh, to return
To your cabin, near and yet far:
Up the hill from mine,
Drew near enough you did
On the brown graveled path,
Near enough that I could see
The smiling creases aside
Both your boyish brimming
Brown eyes, barely shaded by
Your beaten tan angler's hat,
And you were coming my way
In that plaid musky-looking fishing shirt,
(Your rod used like a shepherd's staff,
With the metal lure clanking --ting-tinging--
Against your pail) you were coming my way
Near enough to me that I
Might smell that primal scent
Some sensuous men emit
After their hard days' work.
About to pass me by,
You slowed your step.
You paused.
Perhaps just for breath?
Or was it just long enough to wink
That well-and-wanting wink at me?
I smiled but put my eyes back to page.
You then continued up the way
To your cabin
More far away than hope.
It was then I think
That I stopped living
Or began dying from lost delights:
Reveries of what-might-have-beens,
There by Lovegrove Lake
On that Tuesday afternoon.
“Gone are the greenfields.../
Where rivers used to run.”
Categories:
agarwal, fishing, for him, longing,
Form:
Rhyme
A beautiful morning as something new
Whatever I am wishing is turning true
A book nearby candling enchants few
Ringing the bell and here is the view
Till so long I waited for that only “ONE”
Who knows true commitment in relation
Finally I have that beloved companion
True prayers delivered magical wand
A union of hearts with no selfish reason
Bell tinkled to spread adorable season
Feels like a dream being in holy benison
Book read it all as taught in magic lesson
Candle lighted showing way to Soul Mate
Till now involved and lost at wrong gate
Finally I have what I ever wished in fate
Magic did helped but no evilness or hate
Close the book, ring the bell, light the candle
Mark it as the dawn of true love idol
In this ruthless world magic may handle
A life of endless love never to dwindle
Magic spelled my heartily wish of fairy tale
Book read to start with bell marking hail
My wish to light the candle of love trail
Only to recognize, no continuing artificial
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Categories:
agarwal, love, light, light, love,
Form:
Rhyme
I am bored with day
Lovely sleep it takes away
Only work and no gay
Same task an option to pay
Nothing goes as i say.
I am bored with day
Life turns in a serious way
Deep and dirty reality plays
No dreams to see and pray
Any wish to party in dismay.
I am bored with day
Restless life hides the smiling ray
Speculations of not or may!
Each hour turns dull to gray
Wish to escape or run away
I am bored with day!
Name of Poet: Sneha Agarwal
Categories:
agarwal, funny
Form:
Rhyme
Rapture when it voice embraces mine
Encapsulates the beauty of each sound
So clearly describes my mood all time
Makes me traverse the world round
The notes adapt so easily to emotions
Like a mother’s love without imitation
Strength of strings vary to give notions
Like a blessing coming from heaven
Bridges and pegs modify for happiness
A best friend guiding my soul forever
Taking away all thoughts of sadness
Satisfying the loneliness if I feel ever
True companion of hot summery days
Turns winter nights beautiful with tune
Plectrum strikes to giving joyous space
Renders ecstatic smile not easily swoon
Relives each time when the chords play
Like a child resuscitates a fading heart
Inspires to move ahead whatever may
Music creates an ambiance to re-start
Lost in busy life gives a worthy break
Spending time with whole self and self
Gives the desired while takes away fake
A Companion my life just waits to delve
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Contest Name: Sound madness
Instrument Name: Guitar
Categories:
agarwal, music, life, time,
Form:
Rhyme
Mused by the rising waves of ocean
The whirls of wind gives sweet breathe.
All around nature music tries to soothe
Turning back from tumultuous world.
Few are those who actually appreciate
Rest are blessed not in unusual sense.
Meditation reflects the inner harmony
The best music of world than ever produced...
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Contest Name:Music and meditation
Categories:
agarwal, musicmusic, music,
Form:
Free verse
Illustrator all the years through
For the roads laden with dew
One day a fat man will arrive
Winds to fill with sweet drive
Scent of togetherness flows
Streets of hopeful stars glows
Cold breeze turns the nose red
This color of love widely spread
Smiles of tinkling bells filled joy
Dreaming sleigh ride as a decoy
Decorations tying the cities alike
Special treats being the delight
Rushing to shops to buy and buy
Presents and gifts touching sky
Listening tree the most desired
Adorning it together like a child
Hymns cheer the heart to unite
Santa must be soon by the side
Hopes and aspirations tie family
Christmas turns heart go homily
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Contest: Holiday Hearth
Sponsor: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Categories:
agarwal, happiness, holiday, heart, heart,
Form:
Rhyme
A good time to introspect did I felt
Twenty one gave new aspirations
A time to move out from pamper shell
Show to the world I do exist on my own
Planning and moving with a sketch
Stroke sudden threw it all from me
Senses lost for days and months
Time elapsed going to a moron journey
Dreams still breathing path walked lost.
Twenty one meant to give results
Seeds sown since childhood after all
Out of sight seemed all that meant
Let it go, How come? How come?
Joined the pieces together with pills
Racing to the similar though lately
Alone, all alone have to find recovery
Dream woven soul, eyes enclosed all
Reached the path of success finally
With lessons beyond books ever hold
Twenty one lane - a yearning bliss enfolds.
Written by: Sneha Agarwal
For the Contest - ....AT THIS AGE
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Categories:
agarwal, hope, recovery from..., time,
Form:
Free verse
Rat race is still to survive
A never surpassing desire
Years may come and go by
Life will breathe even in cry
Scholars at one end aspire
Speculate for time to be dire
Indicating evolution to retire
Fear of evil raises such satire
No steps to be heartily clever
Exploiting nature like never
If Technology will go reversal
Why wearing the cap of fervor?
Commandments of science
Corroding effect in life lines
Then why hatred still alive
Is not this greed just a futile?
Rather than a hilarious write
Each one should get up to join
Procure and nurture the divine
2012 and years will be bright
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Categories:
agarwal, satire, time,
Form:
Rhyme
World surrounding the small wonder
Dreams of innocent presents
Careless life of childhood
Little socks spread fun
Precious socks treasured all
Hope speaking every second
Expectations in eyes
Love so pure of child
Stockings woven pure pleasure
Guesses diving deep and high
As if world is enclosed
Ecstasy forever
Name: Sneha Agarwal
For Contest: Christmas Stockings Tribute
Written on: 6th Dec 2011
Categories:
agarwal, childhood, happiness,
Form:
Dodoitsu
Sirons and bells of no temple or holy cause
It was the time in Vietnam at field of wars
Uncertain and chaotic situation it was for all
Taking life on hand everyone had to stroll
Heart was panting of those left at home
As all knew war can leave them lone
Final result though was clearly known
Soon air was shock and grief prone
I was on the forefront being the senior
Ordering and commanding far and here
Sudden a gasp of blood flowed near
Start of devotion my legs have to bear
Went on and on for now it was a bullet
One which swore to fix up all hatred
Ah! It was part of my blood –"Brother"
Moving on difficult, impossible rather
Heart crying seeing his breathe dying
And heartless me I was still spying
Being on duty to save the millions
When one in a million went oblivion
With all senses alive saw helpless side
Not helping the one who took my ride
I should have been on his place lying
If he would not have landed sighing
Tremor of questions worst than calamity
World was dying for senseless depravity
Shame! I was a part of such destruction
Has ever war lead to any construction
Ground bleeding humans and sentiments
War never helped replace lost elements
“Stained Time” never becomes a healer
It just teaches to live with vacant feeler.
Name:Sneha Agarwal
Name of contest: World of War-Vietnam
Categories:
agarwal, warwar, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Wishes came along from many sides
It was the day of world’s first sight
Partying around with gifts and buys
Still something missing I deeply felt
Is some luxury desired in life still far
Or some wonder sketched in dreams
Among such a large group lonely…I be
It was the glitter of eyes wishing near
Owners of my heart were distant today
When I am looking for happiness outside
Glitter of life brightens each time to see
The angels so simply smiling for my light
Only wish tonight and ever to address
Go again to the true glitter always mine
Wonder fulfilled turning stars so bright
Night has its charm back completing all
Now I call it a special day forever to go
For am near to my life seeding souls
Let there be pause for some time…ever
Fill myself with that aura of glittering sight
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Contest name: Glow of Glitter
Categories:
agarwal, faith, family, life, day,
Form:
Free verse
Wishes are still to be fulfilled
The "soul meet" is yet to start
Hopes each day do grow to build
Waiting to proceed to be his part
Celebrate spring of love with heart
Contest Name: Wow me in 5 lines
Poets' Name: Sneha Agarwal
Categories:
agarwal, love
Form:
Quintain (English)