Best Distils Poems
fingers skilfully skimming
over the piano keys
akin to bliss magnetism
renewing rapture with ease
betrothed to God, love distils
vibrations unbecoming
succumb to slow seduction
bliss strobes in our heart drumming
Categories:
distils, joy, sensual, spiritual,
Form:
Quatrain
To those who gave me rain and Rainbow;
to those who showered me with sorrow....
As long as my sky is bright and blue,
I say a very big thank you.
To those who hold my arms so tight,
to those who give me a tough fight...
As long as my heart is tender and true;
I say a very big thank you.
To those in whom I always confide;
to those who leave when storms betide...
As long as I have the faithful few;
I say a very big thank you.
To those who lend a helping hand;
to those who do not understand...
As long as each day is nice and new;
I say a very big thank you.
To those who brighten my twilight star,
to those who watch me from afar...
As long our love distils in me like dew
I say a very big thank you.
Categories:
distils, appreciation, thank you, thanks,
Form:
Lyric
She has got lovely lips
yet she is just too lousy!
I caught a glimpse of her
haughty hips
but wondered why her
ways are clumsy.
She spends hours in front
of the mirror
making of a masterpiece-
mess up,
but within her lies a
terrific terror,
the bane of all her baseless
break-ups.
Her doctrine distils like the
dust at dawn,
mediocrity mesmerizes her
mentality.
Bereft of bliss, she is as frail
as the lawn,
mowed each time her lies
seeks longevity.
I doff my heart for your
fine features,
they are weapons of mass
distraction.
My heart bleeds for your
fading future,
void of any sense alluring...
attraction.
Keep those breast in your
blouse,
show me something more
meaningful.
Keep those laps for you
spouse...
Show us you are more
than...beautiful.
Categories:
distils, beautyheart,
Form:
Rhyme
I was lost in the lane of lies and lust,
Nature gave me so much to taste and trust:
The stars that garnished her erring eyes,
hot hills to burnish as I reach for frail skies.
Endless ecstacy greeted each vain-flight;
missiled by the force of love at false sight
only to be drowned in the ocean of regret.
Onerous is the task to forgive and forget;
dirge of desire resounds in my inner ears.
Faith distils on the flowers of my fears,
opening the petals of the morning bloom.
Reality zoomed through my empty room.
Aura of love awashed the atmoshpere again
God caused tears on the wind to drain...
All I feel now is refreshing sounds of rain.
I am in the mood for real love again;
never to be drowned in the lake of lust.
Categories:
distils, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
If you must abhor me,
do hate me for real reasons,
not for my frail skin colour,
I am the Sun of all seasons.
If you must love me,
please love me for no reason,
not for the sparkles of my soil,
I crave a palace not a prison.
Is God White or Black?
O He made the Sun so bright
and moonlight a dusky sack;
same sky swaps day for night.
Is God a pios politician?
Cancer regards not your race,
Fall cares not about red roses,
AIDS spares not a flowery face.
We will burry you in the sky,
just because you are mr White
and before daylight distils
your skin colour will take flight.
Categories:
distils, africa, america, analogy, black
Form:
Rhyme
Somewhere in the skies full moon hides;
the stars sparkles and Sunlight chides.
Somewhere in the skies, eagles soar...
Dark clouds betide and thunderstorms roar.
Somewhere in the skies, bright days sleep...
Darkness decends and bright stars peep.
Somewhere in the skies, reality calls,
dewdrops distils and snowflakes fall.
Somewhere in the skies, nature sings
of seasons: autumn, winter and spring.
Somewhere in the skies the future lies;
season and times teach us to be wise.
Somewhere in the skies beauty looms;
radiant rays make the flowers bloom.
Somewhere is the skies, life is found...
Behold and hear sweet sights and sound.
Categories:
distils, adventure,
Form:
Couplet
Pale turned the bow that
blest the sky
all that was blue at dusk...
did fly,
my mind is blurred and
now I cry:
the mud is dry, the mud is
dry.
Hope was lost within isles
and hills
the water splatters on me
hot chills
felt in a rush, craving
pleasure pills:
my passion distils, my
passion distils.
In this cruise, I seek but a
lake,
to be cocooned like
hotcake,
yet not sure of what is at
stake;
give me a brake, give me a
brake.
The dawn threw in a bait,
now I see
my heart was hooked by a
bee;
sweetness exhaled, bitter
spree
under the tree, under the
tree.
Categories:
distils, love
Form:
Monorhyme
To those who gave me rain and Rainbow;
to those who showered me with sorrow....
As long as my sky is bright and blue,
I say a very big thank you.
To those who hold my arms so tight,
to those who give me a tough fight...
As long as my heart is tender and true;
I say a very big thank you.
To those in whom I always confide;
to those who leave when storms betide...
As long as I have the faithful few;
I say a very big thank you.
To those who lend a helping hand;
to those who do not understand...
As long as each day is nice and new;
I say a very big thank you.
To those who brighten my twilight star,
to those who watch me from afar...
As long our love distils in me like dew
I say a very big thank you.
Categories:
distils, blessing,
Form:
Couplet
When accidental
auroras stroll along
the pale highlights of
camouflaging corpses
and death blossoms
in vulturous hearts of
dreadful puppets,
she always holds
pixie dusts of
strawberry seeds within
october's obsidian quartz.
Gaze beyond those
glass-stitched horizons,
as she cracks the
carmine cocoon of
judgemental juxtapositions
and transforms
carbon-coated
milliseconds to
magenta-gold
pronunciation of
peaceful phrases.
She is a silken
cream-dove,
floating above
murky musings of
redolent rhinestone-
reveries.
As prismatic primroses
shall cleanse every
sin from the witching
spellbook, she will waltz
in whispering lulls of liberty,
emancipating from
chloroform-stained
chains of blood-
scented blames.
Her sunflower-shield
and aurous
summer-sword of
amber poesy
can slice spicy
silhouettes of
graphite goblins,
she will never
surrender to those
misinterpreting
megalomaniac minds,
who twirl along
masquerading rivulets
of manipulative
assumptions.
She is the shiniest roar
above grimoires of grief,
like an 'unassailable purity',
washing away
emerald exhales of pain,
who mutes each cosmic
raven's lament and
distils russet-white-lilies with
her alchemical aroma.
Categories:
distils, angst, courage, dark, deep,
Form:
Free verse
Sweetness distils from the corner of the eye
For Lust Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lewis Raynes
Fifth Place
July 24, 2017
Categories:
distils, lust,
Form:
Monoku
The opaque grains of darkness drizzle silently
from the curved cauldron of the seamless sky,
the silver embroidered satin tapestry rolls out
from the cornucopia of the falling night,
as the twilight sequins dissolve in azure ambiance.
The music of silence echoing from the nocturnal sky
wakes up the sleeping stars one by one,
designs the enticing lattice of amorous crown.
The moonbeam motif distils the stellar tinsels,
makes drifting dream of you for me.
The dust of radiance drips in the mystique night
from the crystalline bowl of the blooming stars.
The twinkling trance is thus designed
for our love to serenade in the night garden,
with the symphony of silver starshine.
The luminous lucent mind longingly mystique,
multi-facetted clear piece of gorgeous gem,
shines sublimely with the transparent thoughts,
glistened by the soul-suffusing sensuous rays,
the emanation of efflorescent emotions.
Clear of the cluttering cloud of surreptitious self-qualm,
the diaphanous psyche resolute in the ordained orbit,
stays shining like the stars of clarity
in the enlightened transmuted trajectory,
out of the ambiguous depth of abysmal abyss.
The gleaming pearls of euphoria in argentine night,
make the gossamer image of passion perception,
convey in convivial irradiance the notion,
everything has a time to come and go,
like the inspiring instants of effervescent stardust ecstasy.
Categories:
distils, analogy, beauty, peace,
Form:
Free verse
Books like brooks bring relief,
Inspiring immersion into beliefs,
By and by, life begins anew;
Lores of life resounds, renew.
Each word distils like dew.
Categories:
distils, bible,
Form:
Acrostic
She spoilt today
hotly, in haste;
digging her past
only to find
a haunting shadow
billowing behind her.
Living without love;
her salty fountain
reigns and rains
only to refresh
her untold illusion.
The fallen roses
dried at dawn
only to divulge
her needless confusion.
It never lived
and cannot die,
her fiery fantasy
neutralized her reality;
her lusty falacy
magnified her mediocrity.
The dusk distils
to deposit dust
on her book-shelf:
Happily ever after
they both lived...
The thorny thoughts
of dark folktales
echoed within her.
A sincere silence
swiftly crept in;
love cannot be
hot, hasty feelings,
love is never
a porous pit,
fall to rise,
rise to stand,
love is but
a pleasant platform.
Decent doctrine distiled,
she learnt this,
she learnt that...
Love flows aright
starting with her.
She stirred today,
slowly, to taste
with lovely condiments
and soul-lifting seasoning.
A new day
has just begun.
Categories:
distils, analogy,
Form:
Free verse
You are the reason my dreams come true,
my arms are ever warm because of you,
the juice of joy flows through my spine;
your smile... my brightest sunshine.
My lips are locked in sweetest silence
your kisses keep my soul in suspense,
you are the dew that distils in my room
watering the petals of my morning bloom.
You are still the dove that keeps me pure
the custodian of my priceless allure;
you are the echoes of inaudible voices,
the charm that gives me timeless choices.
You are the reason my heart wakes each morn,
I feel your warmth in each rising sun.
and when the cloud steal across the skies,
you are the sparkles in my heavy eyes.
I soar beyond the blue without wings
with locked lips, our tongue still sings.
my gloom has gone down memory lane,
our love is beyond mediocrity... not sane.
Categories:
distils, beautiful,
Form:
Couplet
Anticipation of experience
Confines power of our meditation
Memory subtle thought interference
Cessation enabling bliss elation
As long as a doer is resident
We self-block flow of divine energy
Whilst moment to moment, simply present
Aglow in the current by synergy
Mindful eye, cognisant of each nuance
Distils mind-body impulses rising
Nonchalantly leaving nothing to chance
Thus in continuum meditating
Vaporised self melds with divine presence
In carefree dance of childlike innocence
15-June-2021
Categories:
distils, innocence, muse, spiritual,
Form:
Sonnet