Best Coquettishly Poems

A Debutante’s Ball to Remember

In the autumn of my life, oft have I recalled that superb summer night,
when I finally experienced my long-awaited heart’s delight.
Family and close friends were all ready for my entry into society,
to celebrate it with a grand debutante’s ball filled with...

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My memory is obsolete in fashion:
the short blue skirt I saw you in that day
is out of date eons ago. My passion
has cicatrized from when you went away,
but thrifty memory still stores your grey
T-shirt with spots of oil paint, your beret

of modern artist that you...

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Daniel JR search where do the wind goes 
Well you do
I want a kiss from you 
Twice softly and sweetly Mon Amour 
How will your father coquettishly do  
Came in if you have a chance, something pops up- thanks for trying
Cabs are yellow silver...

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"The Beautiful Drowning" 

Barefeet 
dancing in the sand
the warm ocean licks
insolent toes 
to its command
whispers its secrets
calling us in deeper 
indolently caressing 
our naked futures away 
legs wrapped around 
warm bodies, we are far gone
way past the markers 
we swim like koi 
treasure sought, a...

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I enter the room breathlessly,
Somehow anticipating that tonight will change everything.
I sit quietly among strangers lost in their own worlds.
Cell phones buzzing, coffee steaming.

We all glance at watches,
Even some that aren't wearing any.
The air is electric as everyone is keenly aware
That tonight has the power...

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Have you ever touched a star?
Just grazed its fiery fineness expecting the heat to melt you like butter on a griddle,
But instead, a soft coolness breezed through your soul, refreshing those heat-scarred battle wounds you kept hidden beneath a cloak of self-reliance.

Have you ever talked...

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The mentioned below incident takes place in a nightclub on 30th October.

   Thundering beats of loud music echoing all around.
Rapid steps thumping the dance floor with exuberance.
   Avid spirits filling the air with intoxicating fragrance.
    Flashing neon lights...

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Adulterous besieging capstone damnation
exploitation foists groping, heaving
insidiously jerking
knowingly lunges
machinations notoriously nymphomaniacal 
officiating penile quests
rapaciously, sadistically 
tenaciously, unstoppably 
vasocongested wickedness 
Xerses yawped zeolously.
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All throughout history of  man/woman kind
ascendent civilizations extensively gouged, 
impailed, kindled, murderous outrages 
quashing sacred urges, women yearned.
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Versatile thematic refrain punctuating nubiles...

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POEM FOR EUNA DAVIS

 A very throaty Warbler issued
Quavering Trills in a morning song -  
As he serenaded the dew
drops on the grateful trees
 
Other birds were answering with
songs of praise from familiar days.
No one taught them
how to sing or gave them
the messages they...

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To my dearest dear…
Am going through a very bad phase
Loads of works and above all business targets,
Once you came to my thought 
And out of all yips, I smiled back for a second
Those flicks with you often n often.
It had been days…
And a movie without...

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Poem for Eula Davis

October 8, 2013 at 8:39am


 
POEM FOR EULA DAVIS
 
 
A very throaty Warbler issued
Quavering Trills in a morning song -  
As he serenaded the dew
drops on the grateful trees
 
Other birds were answering with
songs of praise from familiar days.
No one...

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Umbrellas


Why do we hide from the tears
of a lonely city street
beneath the lunacy of a parasol,
undulating jelly-fish like,
dodging shadows,

Coquettishly enticing moths to the flame
of our swirling prisms,
distracting ourselves
with unwanted desires.

Flamboyant flirts tempting the sun
while denying its warmth,
deflecting the rain
yet craving its moist kisses.

Do we fear
the...

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Beneath the rubble of the Ocean
Where Panoply Swirls Decadent
Memories of Jupiter
Before the Flood-Omega
and, retro-spect, the turn of Archimedes

Poseidon in A Rage
Prophecies the Doom of the Titans
The Rush of the Nightengales 
In the Dark of Obsidian Night
In the Cool of the Shrouded Dawn

Whom Fell to Earth
Without...

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Art of falling atop roses,
Bedroom scented with vanilla...
Come Sweetheart! That’s for later,
Dear! Romance me with terms of
Endearment, sudden
Fear of falling in love all over again.
Gaiety of candlelight...I’m your sprite,
“Hello, over here…,” 
I wiggle my fingers coquettishly.
Just you wait for dessert..wink.
Keep your hazels on me,
Love. I...

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Nights in May are so seductive, 
they make you wait for hours 
in that glorious stage light
from the west,
before they deign to rise 
onto the stage of the quite 
brief performance of their artistry. 

Their breath is balmy, laden
with that blend of all the 
fragrances...

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