Best Budapest Poems
Lighted Chain Bridge glints, enlivens, sparkles
Holding in view magnificent Matthias Church
And hillsides of Budapest in distinctive posture
Enchanted by milieu of ambiance on visions
In cultural rejuvenation of palaces and castles
Illuminating echoes of eclectic architecture
Gracing river banks in spectacular grandeur
As you gaze beneath emerald green water
Mesmerized by panorama on Danube river;
Where brilliant images dip, shimmer, and glisten
Celebrating renaissance as musing stars beckon
Whispers of couples voicing romantic passions
Watching river-dance twirling in each bounce
Attuned to composition of gentle water sounds
Curling tiny waves where golden dust glimmers;
As we move bit closer, holding hands together
Reminiscing of love younger-- incessant charmer
Conversing with eyes, kissing happy smiles
While congruent evocations consent with pleasure
Bashful of peeking moon encroaching on lovers.
August 3, 2019
HM: Strand Special 3 contest by Brian Strand
NOTE:
A spectacular view emerges at night in Budapest with glittering palaces, buildings, and city lights that dance on Danube waters. The lighted Chain Bridge, Matthias Church, and the hillsides are among the attractions that mesmerize visitors, especially at night.
Categories:
budapest, city, culture, river, travel,
Form:
Verse
From Liszt Ferenc International Airport
Silent night, arriving at the airport
Bus 200E, thank you for the service
Goodbye. Have a good journey in the night
Thank you
I told the driver
Waiting taxis are beckoned by bright yellow flashing lights
Walking passengers on pavement, night lights, panoramic windows, B Terminal
Cold air outside, friendly atmosphere inside. Sitting and lying people, dreamy neon night
Just walk around on all the floors. The check-in area is still closed. Silence inside
Hmm. Restless Solitude. Want freedom. Exactly. I have no peace. Moving here and far
Sleeping people on benches and the floor. I just sat down and looked around a bit
The calm oppressed me. Yes. Restless Solitude. Blood. It’s night. Everything is closed
Drinking beer is a good program. I have four. I bought these in the night shops in the city
Proactive thinking. Spend time alone in an airport for hours? Walk far and enjoy the night
Walk. Just alone. On path. Bring far from the airport, to the night. Dark. My home
Walk, drink. Departing for the airport. Walk away. Pleasant pale lights on. Lovely walk. I love
Cold beer. Fine, Tasty. Lovely. Love. Walk. To marvel at the atmosphere of the night. Oh, Love
Thinking. Delight. Walk in the dark. This is reality
Beer is cold. Mind. Walk. Drinking. Drink. Home, far. Home far. Painful love
Left in London, second love
Stay home
Saver on
I walk
So far
From the airport
There is a deep night
I am watching the dark landscape. Given light from the airport. So far
So clean, so poor. A home. Loved and left here a love. Hungary. Ancient love
Six o'clock.
My flights gone
I remember Budapest
Always
From Luton
Love you
Come back
Love
Categories:
budapest, fate, life, love,
Form:
Free verse
Budapest
Oh, my capital, so many times I am thinking about you
About the beautiful nights, pubs, women, streets, squares
Oh, passed beautiful decadent years, and times! Come!
Come back, please! I loved you and will love you. Nights
Yes, time is time. So many people have gone from my life
Hmm, how many passed away? I don’t know. Goodbye
Now in London. I love this city, the perfect metropolis in the world
Good to live here, so many beautiful places, and districts are here
Oh, the times, I remember all the hours from here in my time. Love
Where can I live? I have no home. I am a stray dog. Just walk and walk
But Hungary is my original home, yes, but someone holding me here
The love. Heavy to forget it. So bad. Yes, killed my life, held by God.
Budapest, I will live in you
When? I don’t know
Coming soon
Not alone
Who is she?
I don’t know
Vilmos
Categories:
budapest, fate, life,
Form:
Free verse
The moralist woman
Morning, every morning, the silent streets of Budapest
We open the restaurant, one corner from the Váci street
I arranged and tidied the terrace, tables, and chairs, and set up
People walked in front of the restaurant. Going to work
Office buildings, hotels, shops, and restaurants in this amazing area
People were walking, and I watched them. Men and ladies.
A young lady every morning walked the square, she watched
Watched me, and me her. Bombastic legs, light brown skin, great shape
Short brown hear, feminine figure, not slim, not tall, great body and face
middle twenty age
Every morning she came and stand front of the building opposite
She watched the waiter. Me. For weeks. Days and days. Every morning
A morning she came. She came to me. She said in my face with a stern
chaste face
‘I don’t do "that"!' She shouted and turned and left in a hurry.
I never see her again.
It was a true story.
Categories:
budapest, fate, life,
Form:
Free verse
Life in Budapest
Life in Budapest is unforgettable years’ moments
It happened so many years ago, time is older
Just my memory is lively, past is younger
Yes, I live in the present past, it’s retro life
Retro comes from the fresh past
Passed age, passed era, life goes from past to past
Life in Budapest is Budapest’s life, living moments
It happens always and years ago in my mind
Dreaming life, a living dream, I live in two places, it is two minds
I live in two places in the world, London and Budapest - one mind
-in my mind
Life in Budapest? It was first. Life in London? (Some things are psychopathics errors)
Life gave me a second. New place, nice place, my living place…
But there is an error
Error…
Error…
Error in my life, evil ghost fly, fly…
Only emotion, only impressions
Missing a life, my fate is a cemetery life,
a graveyard
Winning life?
I lost Budapest
I lost my life
I live in London
I found my life
I live in the past
Budapest. Now.
Present, past...?
Budapest, London
It’s my life.
Categories:
budapest, life,
Form:
Free verse
Oh, Budapest
At the subway
Girls so pretty.
Categories:
budapest, beauty, girl, places,
Form:
Than-Bauk