Best Engrossed Poems

When you are 
an agonizing 
echo from a
benevolent voice,
life exhales in
mahogany haze, 
spreading across the
lachrymose meadows as 
scarred rivulets of
sandalwood scents, 
where ceramic 
rhymes slumber in
watercolor coffins 
with opaque metaphors,
weaving hoaxed 
hymns of the nascent 
heavens within these
mortal hues. 

I'm a bronze brushstroke 
of origami...

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Beautiful Mystery (English Sonnet)

I heard the roaring from amongst the trees
as sheeted water tumbled from up high
a place where nature lay in blissful peace
exhaling fragrant breaths that gratify
a soul that yearns for stimulative balm.
I looked in silence, daring not to move
at risk of losing empyreal...

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Beckoned by love, allured by memories,
Embracing missives of delightful dream
Engrossed in sphere of halo mesmerizing
Surrounding her aura in ornate gold ring,
She lifted-off gaily into ethereal, heavenly,
Way beyond reign of mortal melancholy
That gripped her soul in unbearable grief.

Enthralled she floated on feelings angelic
As she swirled, danced...

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Ascending dawn scintillates in golden sunrise
Enriching ambience of grinning crimson skies
As gentle winds propagate splendorous themes
Of budding prairies, of avid burbling streams,
Of fragrant revelry swaying blossoming trees,
Luring nectar-dreams of waltzing, buzzing bees.

Birds merrily frolic~ hopping, trilling carefree,
Inspecting, admiring, a season donning glee,
Warbling mid-air, choreographing playful...

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As the glistening jewels 
         of snow cascade like 
ballerinas pirouetting 
      to the crescendo of time, 
choreographed from porcelain 
      keys of your h e a...

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 In a hyacinth bed of seven stars,
winter fairies waltz in pearl elegance~
a token of faith engrossed amidst scars,
while skies drizzle rain in fruity essence.

Angel of sleep seeks through frost's icy thorn,
fallen feathers soar towards jasmine moon,
when lotus light within soul is reborn,
listen to the...

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The widow, dressed in glossy black,	
glides from the shadows at the back.	
A veil lies slack across her face	
to mask the grief her features lack.	

Possessed of an insectile grace,	
she sidles to the open case	
and like the reptile smile she bares,	
this too, serves to defile the place.	

Since...

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art inspires me, Van Gogh fascinates me! 
                                 
              vermillion sky, glowing sunshine, rose-branches waltzing,
      ...

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She sat beside the waterfall
where gushing thoughts cascade,
like tears that flowed along her cheeks,
her heart set to invade.

He left alone for pastures new.
A scribbled note in haste
he wrote then fled, as cowards do,
her heart a barren waste.

A lightning bolt out of the blue
that pierced her...

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On the shadowed banks of river they sat together
Adulating setting sun quivering in rippling currents
Where golden filaments shimmered on blue water
Forming and breaking ephemeral circular motions
Undulating amber rays on eve’s buoyant emotions.

Her dimples smiled upon her visage of royal poise
Enticing him to probe her cheerful,...

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In a world ruled by gods and men,
who holds in their hand nature's pen?

When words are smitten to deaf ears,
dost one conclude their deepest fears?

Thy skilled soothsayer is portrayed,
as nothing more than a beggar paid.

A wandering derelict of the past,
his bardic tongue now shall avast.

On...

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This old oak-tree smiling through my balcony
Sways and swings cheerily, a happy emissary,
Budding new vigor upon tiny greenish leaves
Adorning exuberance of idyllic new morning, 
Quivering golden-beams on dawning of spring.

When the sun rises, blushing mauve feelings,
Its gentle oscillations fetch tender sensibilities
Inviting sparrows to grace the...

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When wounds keep seeping,  
dawn continues to unfold~  
 blurred projections 
    engrossed in dishonesty.  
And I wonder if the tulip moon  
  could see the ash and dust dancing  
    across the...

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I surf through the crooning crests
of warm, blue waters,
breathing poetry and prose,
carved in topaz and turquoise,
for I am the goddess
of the bittersweet estuary,
crowned with foamy salt and sea glass,
intoxicated by inked
sapphires and solitude.
This quill longs for silence and serenity,
where the scarred streaks of sunsets
cannot burn...

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the ivory sun
is
the
harbinger of rain and tears,
awakening the sleeping
streaks of gold and sage,
to rise and rage
in sakura s i l e n c e,
as the sound of
d r i z z l i n g diamonds
reminds me to reminisce,
how you and I
danced to the 
blissful...

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