Best Cosiness Poems

True Friendship is a gift from God

Among the many gifts I have received
Friendship is the best one I perceive
True friends don’t just come in passing
You've got to be one too, to make that happen.

In the world, treasures abound in plenty
What good are they, for in...

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The cigarette Smoking
When I lived in Britain that place where refugees in Calais 
try to hide in a lorry for the crossing to the promised land.
And haven where pubs are full and pints of lager is a dream 
a longing for the unobtainable.
I liked to...

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Rain  diary  -part 1                          By       S.Jagath simhan Nair

1.   Fresh from...

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Grey skies and cooler mornings, moisture on spiders silky webs which show off their patterns and circular beauty and as you walk along little clouds of vapour form as you breath.

Yes, autumn has arrived stripping the land of its emerald beauty and foliage
but also presents...

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For only there is one life’s joy 
As the man, woman, girl and boy
Waiting for winter’s end and summer’s ploy.

The birds are singing
On wet branches swinging
Relishing winter’s end with elated singing.

From sky down to earth
Life holding to its mirth
Holding on to winters birth. 

Down through...

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Bright shiny light
illuminating streets and sidewalks
bringing cosiness into my rooms...

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On my knees
giving it all 
to my God
all my praise
all my worship
'cause he deserves it
for all this protecting
for all this blessing
on my knees
it all comes together.

on my knees
giving it all
to my man
all my niceness
all my sweetness
'cause he deserves it
for all this loving
for all this tenderness
on...

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THE WORLD AHEAD

One goes everywhere,
One sees everything,
But the cosiness of ones’ nest,
Is everywhere unseen.

Laughter and smile are still there,
But the hand of concern is nowhere.
I miss those days at home,
When the heart wanted to roam,
But now, when it has got the escape,
Then why am I...

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High in the autumnal air the smell of wood burning is everywhere
Folks tidying gardens love to burn forgetting that smoke has only upwards to go
What else is up here, yes, the feel of cold winds
As summer leaves us and autumn unfolds the air is full of...

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Fragmented fairytales, Fermented freedom
There's no remorse for the dead, this I know
For, I've been dead for far too long
While there's not one ounce of sympathy to show
Red Redemption, Rhapsody Right 
I'm bromidic, lost, shallow, cold hearted
But I write emotions all through tonight

This way, it's safer...

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A fluffy blanket of clouds
is covering table mountain at dusk
a brilliant purple displaying a smile on my face
with thoughts of coming home to you
even if I didn't know if I would make it
you are appreciated
don't you know lovely sweet lady
my heart beat strong
it is this...

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There are snows - somewhere behind the fields, behind a forests,

There are rivers and lakes behind these snows, 

There are lights of distant countries behind these lakes, 

and blue ocean too.

The white ship - on salty waves,

There is scarlet sunrise on its sails.

Strong people keep...

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Couach potatoes!  Scrambling for trivialities 
The eyes delight, detrimental to their intellect 
Immersed in gape at the melanin free race
Laying eggs of colloquialism to metamorphose into
Formality cherishing fool's errand with hilarious gestures 

Blindly swaggering when near a shelf of 
Bibliographies,deaf to the wail of...

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A class of its' own

	I sit deep in the shadows, watching and listening.
	Worn shoes silently shuffle ,
	walking sticks, black frames,
	chairs with wheels, pushed or driven,
	converge on the High Street café,
	a playground for the elderly perhaps.
	A new March heralds a hint of spring
	while arctic draughts come...

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On white paper,
I pour all mine
delirium...
On white paper,
my lyre weaves
love bows, and
pour all
daydream...
On the white page,
write with yours
body, fresh story
of love...
And in the cosiness
from interlinings
my bland soul
I deliver to you...!...

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