Best Casement Poems

POTD 9th April 2018

Synopsis -
A story of selflessness without jealousy or rancor that is often evident through the ages in all walks of life, even in modern times. 

She’s a queen who sees her lover for himself only and does not abide in the narrow...

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In the solitary cell i dwell
basked in the morning glory
gazing through the casement bright
feasting on the pulchritude

eyes behold the rugged trunk
flowers blooming like a shrug
with each branch a story to spare
abode to birds and beast alike

huge as a giant with shadow spread
finding solace in its...

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Temperatures fall on this late September day

She paces, thousands of times, back and forth

along with the soft sounds of Lionel Ritchie playing

in the old sitting room,

the room where they spent many a night

lying in front of a wood burning fire

sipping wine and sharing plans and...

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The rain, at last, has finally tiptoed in
I almost missed the laughter, but for leaves
that murmured quick surprise along the eaves
It caught my eye, with tapping on the glass
as I looked out to see a somber cast
bringing change to evening's sky

Then, having heard, I left...

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Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, in France, a storyteller fella
Wrote of a girl named Cinderella,
Meant as a fairy tale romance.
Her daddy died when she was young, and she was forced to share his riches
With three monumental b****es,
A most unhappy circumstance.

For years her stepmom...

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Supposed that life is not a limitation
Supposed that it stands, strips each and every casement of the mysteries
Penetrate the time limits
Penetrate the gray shutter

An illegible wilderness 
A term that created to never stop
Each individual is like running but does not stepping
Is like carried away into...

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I was held hostage by your beauty
Looked you in the eyes face down 
Contemplating the possibilities to
Make you my royal Victoria or my princess even
Running around hand in hand in thee garden of Eden eve...
Sharing on point pointless stories 
As if we on the verge...

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When light rayed Helios pushed the brightness abroad;
A mild and dim dark canopy fell upon the Earth,
Followed,late evening’s crepuscular charm ahead,
With the glistening moonlit beams that threw its mirth. 

The inner dispute of the mind slows down slightly,
On the edge of dusk’s juncture,with hopeful
Comer—the night...

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That is not my elephant
High-stepping in the basement.
Ardently preparing for her pachyderm placement.
Tapping her trunk on the window’s casement. 

Instantly intriguing, oh, the fashion statement.
Surprisingly sprightly swinging resplendent pendant.
 
Nonchalantly swaying as she strolls, compliant. 
Opulence sparkles one gorgeous graceful giant.  
To top it...

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Rain rivulets call my spirit
to wander, flowing with earth,
down to rough creeks and wide rivers;
united, we feed our soul-dearth.
Sample strange sights, sly sensations,
souvenirs of all that we pass;
savor sweet scents, vibrant flavors,
embedded in senses' repast.
Bright oceans, blue seaways like sirens
enticingly call to behold
exotic peoples, old...

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Pure poetry opened this magic door
Opening new vistas of ILLUSION
Enchanting the dreams and golden thoughts	
Travelling from silence into words
Riddled shadows of this palace

Yearning for immortal INFUSION
Planets, paths, abyss, stars
A casement where moss EVENTUALLY grows
Leaving an entangled impression
A mind’s CREATIVITY flows
Climbing mood motionless in memory
Ever challenging...

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This time, I want to be the ray of your eyes
Pasting every beauty into your life 
Meld into the vibes of your shade
When you soar the empty through your land

This time, I want to be your nightfall wanderer
Floating within the casement of your dusk
For my world...

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There afar in yon darkened keep,
Beyond my casement high,
Stands the stone of an angel lost 
That yet earthly lingers nigh.
The wind blows and the mist flows 
From the graven chill,  
And thus upon she wanders forth,       
For she...

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I see a beam of light coming from the little hole of the broken window
I sit alongside the window & stretch my hand to unlatch it
It creaks when I struggle to open it

It is my grand maa’s partially illuminated & restful room within the serene...

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I the one who took a shelter in your brittleness
Who was hiding behind your tears
The covert strength which overwhelm your weakness
I am the sunbeam reversed to your darkness

Your tears are my wounds
The clatter of your journey is an obvious scratches
Which frequently seize my heart
And these...

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