Best Constellate Poems

YOU AND ONLY YOU

Strewn pebbles after a tide ballet for a pause
So am I when still you are not by my side
but God is good that even those pebbles
when slowly gathered-- spell a good use...

Pieces of me I consider blues and black
Gladly, you constellate: creating...

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LEAVING A KISS

Shall I leave you a kiss?

Kiss that flowers a love forevermore.
Love that long been just figments of doubts
but if it is you, I will plant my trust.
Sweet tasty things be stirring in hush.

Pathways twisted shall flourish as they uncoil.
Readying a road for baby...

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People say you are inimitable,
And they often acclaim you!
But there is nothing so special,
Like we human endue!

Why don’t you make some noise?
Why don’t you dress up colorfully?
May be you don’t have any other choice
To color your life delightfully!

Sky being gazar…
And gems sewed in it, is...

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I FELT LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT


Heartbeats slow~to~rush, slow~to~rush in blue blithesome air,
faces spotlight the summer sun, their laughter notes: a choir of February flair.

When eyes match the brilliance of diamonds and cheeks bud like roses unreserved,
the dulcet of shoots and tingles intercourse: non-stop thrilling every...

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Colorful bouncing bubbles pops close and constellate . . .
As I am tease and toss by brisk ocean waves
Rollicking lots from me wonder, laughter, thrill and chase
Surfing! Surfing side by side with bubbles and playful tides
Arousing both from me a fountain of youth, excitement and...

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I'm in a relationship with myself
Walking alone on a ticking clock
Improvising only to disappoint
Existing to be invisible.

People who came and left
Took a piece of me
I am now a matrix of crumbs
Bet I'm about to constellate

I self quarrel on a gloomy day
Still battling an overdose
Of between...

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At night the Morning sleeps and Night she is
Wearing a pearl of stars and moon-lit ring
Her quilt spreads through the firmament a quiz
Unquestioned by nocturnal beasts that sing

I wonder what it would be like to dream
Without the beauty of her essence drawn
To ever be a...

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FOUR-PLAYING THE WORD…
(A Haiku Quartet)

Sensed or not, She lives—
The Word breathes eternally:
The Word never dies…:-

Her echoes resound—
The Sun shines her…Stars blink her…
The Moon reflects her:-

In hued ebony,
She was the clear beginning—
Silently obeyed:-

Her silent echoes
Constellate our mind’s bright sky
With enlightenment:-...

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Stars, and sheer stockings
(with reinforced toes),
constellate verses
from words of plain prose.
Shoelessness, shyness---
so unlike the world---
make a sweet refuge
for passions unfurled.
In rapture's splendor,
I kneel down---enthralled
(outside, Ephebe's
gut wrenches, appalled).
My Muse turns pleasure
to ultimate bliss,
giving her sheer-sheathed
feet for my kiss.
(Outside, Ephebe
appoints himself judge;
but his conniptions
are based on a...

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My Home

Diurnal prayer, "Praise the breath in me."
I plucked the honeysuckle of the Sun,
And grouped it on the chamber windowpane,
Save a trip during senses pair, smell, sight.
Painted a bird, perceived that it held firm,
Circumnavigated, adopts the sky,
Possessed during flight, the heart from my niche,
Acquired its...

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Temporal a passage traipse in units,
Partitioned Earth's axis and Sun's movements.
Temperate seasons buds the cosmos plains,
Text the gods, links the nightshade, spare the chains.

Constellate heaven, possession errs bliss,
Lease the sky morning dew, sunrise--lips kiss.
Evergreen sanctioned untrimmed yields to gold.
Shade, consumed by the sun, glaring, behold.

The...

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Solaris

Temporal a passage traipse in units,
Partitioned Earth's axis and Sun's movements.
Temperate seasons buds the cosmos plains,
Text the gods, links the nightshade, spare the chains.

Constellate heaven, possession errs bliss,
Lease the sky morning dew, sunrise--lips kiss.
Evergreen sanctioned untrimmed yields to gold.
Shade, consumed by the sun, glaring, behold.

The...

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        We are not accidental like a spill,
                incidentals, we are Elementals 
          ...

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"My name's Lucy, what's yours," with outstretched palm.
"My name's Kirk,""Hi Kirk," "Hi Lucy, you're calm."
Temporal a passage traipse in units,
partitioned Earth's axis and Sun's movements.
Temperate seasons bud the cosmos plains,
Text the gods, link the nightshade, spare the chains.
Constellate heaven, possession errs bliss,
Lease the sky morning...

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          O, elusive muse, mysterious and profound bruise,
you bewitch my soul, never to be found in the way of former use.
In your absence, I am left with bittersweet 
caramello pain,
forever longing for...

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