Best Bashfulness Poems
Dancing Maids...The maids danced in the floral field.
So pretty were they in the sun.
Their bashfulness was slow to yield.
The maids danced in the floral field
With happiness while church bells pealed.
That......
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Categories:
bashfulness, dance, happiness, happy,
Form:
Triolet
Dark Libertine...Tattered clobbered thoughts streaming to winged dusts,
spiral spasms tremble amid weary sounds.
The festal moods swing dreary interludes,
visions ache release with defloration--
throaty cries h......
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Categories:
bashfulness, dark, death, desire, imagery,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Me, Myself and You...HAIKU #12,098-13,000.................................................ME, MYSELF, AND YOU
2B or not 2B
Not one to be complacent
My pen takes over
Serendipity -
Me and you with stern hand
S......
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Categories:
bashfulness, change, dance, encouraging, happiness,
Form:
Haiku
Shrinking Violets...I feel for gentle hearts in this loud world,
Ever suspect, dismissed and derided,
For long has been the shy a songless bird,
That Darwin dismissed as ‘odd state of head’,
Jane Austin gave shyn......
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Categories:
bashfulness, how i feel, introspection,
Form:
Crown of Sonnets
The Breakup...Waiting. The minutes groan arduously.
Somehow, perhaps – my heart fails to beat
with the rush of your momentary attention.
Perched precariously on spikes
Flesh colored, yet artificial –
Manikin......
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Categories:
bashfulness, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, loss, lost
Form:
Free verse
Passion Flower...The lotus
of our passion
blossomed, petal by petal,
blushing pink,
caressed by moist misty morning-dew,
encircled by the amorous bees
buzzing in honey-sweet intoxication!
Musky smell of s......
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Categories:
bashfulness, passion,
Form:
Free verse
Camellia - Part 1 Translation From Tagore...This is a translation from the poem "Camellia", by Rabindranath Tagore, Nobel laureate Poet from India (1861 -1941) Understandably the story took place in late nineteenth century - early twentieth ce......
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Categories:
bashfulness, life, love,
Form:
Narrative
Stalingrad...Stalingrad
During moments I yearned for forests grown for me alone,
Caressing them in a dream,
I could sense the throbbing of the heart
Hidden beneath my ribs to bless my journey.
Summoning me with......
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Categories:
bashfulness, love,
Form:
The Sprigs and Spirit of Sistine -5...We are the Ignudi
unclothed, ebullient and energetic,
we lean and lunge, twist and turn
impervious to the imposition of ignominious imposters,
we are an expression of immortal youth
the athlete......
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Categories:
bashfulness, creation,
Form:
Epic
We Are the Monsters...Innocence
Never twisted guilt
Soberness, simple minded
Heartfelt
Young eyes blinked, bashfulness
No such things as monsters
Sleep tight
Sleep tight
No such things as monsters
Years dawned on
Masc......
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Categories:
bashfulness, fear, growing up, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
The Earth and the Poets...I am so tired and so unspeakably old
I have been bearing about me for centuries, this grief, this disappointment
Your covetousness, vanity, ambitions
Blurred the glow of the sun, the moon,
Your selfi......
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Categories:
bashfulness, art, universe,
Form:
Narrative
The Poet and the Sky...My eyes drink in a sky of stars
Sometimes I see them as lover`s stars
Sometimes as my best friends
Sometimes as frozen teardrops,
Shards of my shattered dreams
Laid bare in front of the cold, cruel w......
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Categories:
bashfulness, art,
Form:
Narrative
The World Scorns...A battle rages within,
Silent thoughts behind a hidden veil,
an ice prince some say,
lacking emotions, a player some term
he is an enigma the world doesn't understand
awkward,anti-social, a fly ......
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Categories:
bashfulness, identity, life,
Form:
Blank verse
Valentine's Villanelle...He spoke,
He spoke in ways I’d never heard before,
Bashfulness clustered around “ma’am” and “sir.”
I thought I knew a lot about him, till he taught me more,
Which was great, at first–Spanish clas......
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Categories:
bashfulness, valentines day,
Form:
Villanelle
Autumn's Dance...Sun-kissed autumn
colorful shimmering reflection
closing season of woodland romance
hand in hand they dance
whirling and twirling
in a tango dance
pure levels of vibrating frequency
enchanted......
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Categories:
bashfulness, autumn,
Form:
Personification