Best Enkindle Poems

The trill under the
morning star
rings out a gusto
and vivacious song.
Oh! Sweet merle your irrepressible melody
defies all that is logic, the chill piercing morning
still only an infant, barely the time
to receive the accolades of sunrise.
Yet here lays the deepest frost
a cold front that sleeps not 
driven...

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The Spruce trees formed a double sentinel
Along a path that seem to lead to nowhere.
The sky was dark with heavy clouds
As the two lovers trudged along the path,
Towards their meagre and poor abode.

Occasionally they would stop and kiss,
As if they could enkindle some kind of...

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What Colour?

What colour are the oceans?
On warm summer days the oceans are crystalline blue, with bright streaks
Of ivory flouting on the crest of each wave just before it crashes down
Into total oblivion!

And what colour are the mountains that enkindle a dying sun?
The mountains are bright...

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autumn's palette colours fauna and flora - amber and brown shades spread

golden flames too timid to enkindle - last rose turns rusty from red

tears of mercy bleed from heaven's garden - dewdrops drip on naked thorns

clouds compose in charcoal clumps of miserable gloom - chill...

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By Humber in a drowsy afternoon,
When for my love long lost alone I pin’d,
My heart itself did sing a saddest tune
For woeful swain I was to be destin’d.
And I in pain then lov’d this timid croon,
That disposition of mine redefin’d
Against the verdure that beside had...

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Welcome 2017

     
2016;
 A year of tribulations and blessings    
                   Bring in an end to the tribulations with a new...

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What Colour?

What colour are the oceans?
On warm summer days the oceans are crystalline blue, with bright streaks
Of ivory flouting on the crest of each wave just before it crashes down
Into total oblivion!

And what colour are the mountains that enkindle a dying sun?
The mountains are bright...

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People die for no good reason
    neither they kill for any good one
Endless animosity we spread through the world
And all we just do are vying for the most precious    gold
Christ's love we just seem to ignore
Extending our interests to...

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Because of 


A connection with life is a breath of survive
Sooner or later destination is wide
Float in the sky or loom for next birth
No demand will be ascertained there 
So to say you will have died.
Miracle is only your shadow which you rear in mind
See...

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Let tonight be red, 
red as a glowing conflagration usually is.
As a fiery meteor crashes upon the earth,
so these argent moonbeams kiss your eyelids,
and enkindle the fire of concupiscence,
which, for me,
is more psychedelic than the lunar bliss.
In you I observe my microcosm;
the sleek plateau of...

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Playing with Fire:-


I am a weird boy in wacky clothes,
I know fire bending since my birth.
When I was a mere child,
I started playing with fire,
To gain long stares,
To buy things of my desire,
To buy things dire.
I am offspring of fire,
Ive born with fire,
I’ve played with...

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Butterflies-Competition

(Mosaic Butterflies)

Behold! Sunny spots sprayed on
Filigreed ebony wings 
Encaged in 
A golden frame.
An artistic delight!
Didst the cruel hands
That caught 
The sacrifical victims's soul
Not get painted 
With Psyche's
Multi coloured hues? 
Thou dainty aery winged breath
I doth know thou flappest
Thy beauteous wings 
Restlessly fluttering  from one...

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Outside, Lucifur the cat curls up under the heat lamp and sleeps 

until you can feel hot bones through fur and skin. She's a heat-

seeking missle, as much as Jennifer is forever flashing too hot. 

But on coldest nights wood is split, fire is lit...

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O thou , the sacred hymns of leaves! 
Who play their  silent tunes on earth°
Those deepest wounds that time can't heal
They may be healed by thy grey breathe
O Thou the charmer! I Thee saith  
Thou second name of vale of death 

The boats...

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fréolic chocolate-branches form upon

         meadows beyond the tessellated glass
         of my home. Whither upon meadows who's
         
  horizon meets with...

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