Best Anklets Poems

Come, dear Krishna!
Fall in love with my love for you.
When my honey- filled glance dips your  unsurpassed beauty, fall in love with my eyes....

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Opening the closet of narra doors, I sweep through
organza skirts and  gemmed ringlets; my hair
ruffling aimlessly upon scalloped kerchiefs
smelling decade - old hyacinth, Mom’s...

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Wounds continue to bleed, as the sun continues to rise... 
Fireflies flicker, gasping for hope in their cocoon.

You and I, we are different, steering 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...

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(after Edgar Allan Poe's "The Angel of the Odd")

It was a tidy day and I sat, replete, under vellux blankets.
Sadly, my tea was weak, the...

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Hell breaks loose through the trusting door
Whining its splintering, wooden hinges
Claws wrapping onto the arches beyond
Gnarled feet pressed on the threshold
Lower limbs jingling with sparky...

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I have a wooden cedar box
Filled with precious things
Most of no value to you
But joy to me it brings

A copper penny, 1961
The year I was...

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Her name was Anarkali, 
an eloquent carnival of legendary beauty.
a dancer in the court of Emperor Akbar.
Deep russet rouge blushed her red,
a silky smile on...

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Will you come to the great tamarind’s shade
When the noon sun sends cupid with its rays
To play hide and seek with every grass blade
I watch...

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hold still, eventide ...
   I am a capricious cad among wraiths,
     waltzing with a mop in
   ...

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there is a brothel there down the street,
built like a palace three stories high,
hear anklets jingle on dancing feet,
with singing and drums as you pass...

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In a room bubbling exuberance
and a gaiety crowd dancing to beats
we sit across each other ten feet apart,
his whispering pulses become audacious
every second approaching my...

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 Fair dancing maidens
With jingling silver anklets
Rushing down the hills 

Placed First
A Strand's (1068) Poetry Contest...

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"When I stare out into the sea, watching its changing moods, I see the reflection of life there and think of life's tumult and tussle...

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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...

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