Best Floras Poems

As we traverse in happiness of euphoric thoughts
Exuberance of sunrise permeates our avid hearts
Holding hands of leisure on hushed idyllic grounds,

Where pink lotus-blooms lift-up in pristine pond
Floating stilled moments in beauty of white swans,
Embracing day’s serenity awakening in birdsongs.

Upon the ruby roses, spring’s cheery winds...

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   Storms seductive desiring of dreams   
   Forms favoring moonlight of beams
    Craving hearts upon starlit nights
    Waving wands of unicorned flights
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On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me 
Five golden rings...

The land flooded cold
In the impeccable hue of winter stones
Snows here and there.

The trees could not but fold
Into beautiful harmless white drones
Plugged into a snow sandwich.

Sounds of chimes: sweet chimes
A voice escape...

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Dihing, adjoining borderline with Arunachal,  on the foothills of mighty Patkai, 
In the encircling mesas of terrestrial plains of high altitudes, 
lies the Assam Valley's tropical wet evergreen forests, 
Named after its thick density of  trees and profuse diverse...

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These times are near their totality
It is not because of man’s impudence
It is not of man’s desire for change
It is just time, and time…
For the will of time’s maker
 
A time for newness
An epoch for a re-Earth
Time for reconciliation
An era of restoration of Eden
Time for...

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Eloquent and festive in harvest crops,  
Plethora of blossoming may,  
O our adored land! 
Immaculate in dreams of tomorrow,  
Nostalgic of fragrances of yesterday. 
A land, in vision, never second to none, 
O, my beloved motherland, beloved of mine. 
Amongst the moon,...

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Mountains with vibrant floras
Led down to fruit laden orchards
In the verdant vales below.
I heard her then, a syrupy song
Of tender love and feats of old.
I stood beneath an apple tree
As her song wafted on the breeze,
Sliding in and around the fruit trees,
Scattering aromatic fragrance around.

Serendipitously...

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Amidst the broken woods
Sprout the flowers hued;
Under the harlequin wonders
Euphoric fairies play and wander
Sans seeds these floras arise
~ The bloom of mushrooms

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Autumn has started.
Yellow leaves found their way home
to each other’s warmth.

Then, there was Winter.
Embraced the foliage, coldly,
freezing the lovers.

Thereafter was Spring.
Rainfall began to descend,
drowning the floras.

And last, was Summer.
Ending the fourfold seasons
for the two of us…...

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Giggle dancing vanities around bonfires your funny fancies, hula skirt feigning moves with floras and flowers I had dedicated unto your chocolate tresses of hair waltzing beside you my own flames circled about flickering ablaze upon your delicate and subtle grooves

Tracing, painting, the gentle touching...

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I no longer feel numb...


Because the waves are dancing,
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Green are the eyes that gawk at her,  
but tongue can’t defy her praise.
Daisies gaze grudgingly in her direction, 
as gentle breeze beckons, Please bow.

The scent of her perfume draws bees from far afield; 
 the buzz is in everyone’s ears.
News come to her...

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A owl perched on a silvery shield
Flanked by two stallions with bullet riddled chest.
Bloods dripping on a earth of cactus,
And a motto which reads:
"Unity personified, and Hatred disguised."

On this shield once an eagle stood,
Which bore the meeting point of two great rivers
And the two gallant...

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Colorful beauties fly around,
their wings filled with rapture,
could not manipulate the ecstasy
plunged into the fragrant floras

Bounced up and down across flowers
No chaos,no tiredness,no quarrel
Divine scene,sprinkled cool drizzles
Zeal they imposed on me is immortal 

 I hummed the beautiful songs
They gracefully danced in the sky
Ethereal stress...

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She came in, alright
In the still void of the night;
A stillness only raped by the resonance of her loosely fluttering nightie
Mercilessly thrashed by the whistling wind; wintry as it wafts on lightly,
Transmuting the skin sallow
Yet, she came in …Poised, but fallow;
Graceful but uncultivated, like two...

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