Best Curtained Poems

He walked along the beach a man forlorn
Forgotten were his dreams, his heart was torn
The gentle waves spoke of the years gone by
And drew salt water down from saddened eye  

He saw some driftwood lying on the shore
It sparked his interest and he longed...

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In opulence you lie and dream
Of nothing but your Harem Queen
Her honeyed eyes and silky thighs
Those sultry moans and sated sighs
You dream of touching rounded breast
Of dipping into lover’s nest
The scent of jasmine on her bed
You feel her kiss anoint your head
The giddy taste of...

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Continued from Part 1

Hungary hounds harangue the highlands,
howl at skies and desert islands…
Below, unfettered carbon crows conceal the parting path she chose

Lighthouse lamps and lanterns lolling…
Mute abandoned fleets are calling…
The shallow shadowed portholes vaunt dim traces of the past that haunt

Curved magnetic curtained faces
yearn contorted...

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Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell;
he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well.
Slip out the curtained window quick, the future winks and calls,
ignoring paths of pagan gods, where faulty footsteps fall.
Identify faint flashbacks, cloaked and clustered in a...

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Listen to the shifting winds 
carrying musical meteors,
there soars floating
letters between 
lyrical lines,
emanating runes
that reflect 
revolving rhymes
of faith within
and beyond.
For we are more than
just spectators or actors, 
in this theatrical life,
we are the assigned 
maestros of God
orchestrating joy,
through strings of 
interconnected instruments.

In the midst of...

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Me....,
a shy ..,
 and 
bashful guy
always kept me.,
confined to last bench..
down my head,
huddled heart ,
blenched my breathes and 
arms always clenched..


Staring with a thief eye
to each one 
around  me 
but confrontation
was not my forte .,
this fragility always
kept  me away 
from my very interest
and...

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Behind the folds of curtained stage
Performers take positions, hearts racing wildly,
Ready to step onto the waiting podium for the final bow...


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Captcha code - BPR...

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-- A poetic glimpse into the metaphysical world of ' The twilight Zone '





The edge of midnite,
   not quite day or night,
   not quite death or life ---
What realms do I wander your curtained halls?

No mere mortal can shed the rust...

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I have a light within
that I've somehow curtained,
put something in its way.
I cast a shadow across
everything. It is no defect
of the eye but of the spirit,
a flaw I have in me,
a dimming I pass on to settle
the scene and rob color
of its intensity.

I've gotten used...

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Destination of dreams

Maps are folded and re-folded into pocket sized
destinations of our own heart’s desires

Routes become numbers and numbers become moments
as the planning cycle, with yellow highlighter in hand,
presents a “look forward to” scenario 

Well beyond windows of curtained belief
and hedges shaped like poetic scribblings...

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Come float with me on velvet sound


Come float with me on velvet sound
as music wafts the evening air
With melodies of hope now found
and timeless days we both shall share

The setting sun of beacons bright,
so full of life and amber glow
Does dance the heavens curtained light,
brought...

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She opened her eyes and she stretched in her bed, then she rose up just like a skylark
and  her eyes still glowed softly ,for she had spent dreams just dancing in the dark,
immersed in the beauty of what she had dreamed, she drifted just...

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“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.” – Josh Billings


When I was happy, you smiled.
When I was sad, you cried.
When I was lonely, you consoled.
When I gave you my heart, you gave me yours.

Thorns pricked, and...

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"Snowbound"
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For days winter's freezing winds and snow raged
cold windows now curtained white 
but, my rooms whisper peace   *

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Absolute by absolute is given
Mystery curtained by a spiral heaven
And we mere dancers by the music driven
Know not what in the debt forgiven

Love begot love in its wholesome image
Not in content but the substance of knowledge
We worship the passion of the savage
Denying truth through the...

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