Best Folklores Poems

I once was a
sea lavender star, 
soaked in sunsets, 
draping evenings
with soft yarns of
hydrangea haze ~
before you stole
me from those
sangria skylines like
a windswept wave,
and placed my
hyacinth heart upon
the tan throne of 
your verbena soul. 
Never did I dream, 
that those lunar fogs,
lulling me with
fairytales of...

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Once upon a stranger
A girl A well intentioned woman
With open and adorned soul
Askance behind silvered eyes and sighs,

Revealing her concealed seraphic smiles
In an unending sequence.
Yielded in gleams in day dreams,
With folklores and odes chronicling her unique meekness.

Once upon a moment.
I heard silent whispers fade
Within a...

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You and I, we are,
two polar petals, laced with
arctic blue moonshine
of soft sweven-hymns
and sunburst apricity
of aqua-gold tides,
reminiscing mauve
hours, when our love waltzed in teal
faithful lakes hued with
ivory ink of
coral kismet, shimmering
in wine-auroras,
but now we just trace
poisoned pixie-dust, upon
each other's frail fate,
sinking in folklores
of shaded red...

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My Mother, like many saints, is compassionate,
Though lion-like, my father is considerate;
Like banyan tree, my family is well-branched out,
Grandmas, Grandpa, Uncles, Aunts - all are good; no doubt...
Precious among all, Pink Pearl, I am so lonely,
Cause - though ponder and wonder - I don't know...

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RUMORS USUALLY BEGAN BY SOMEONE SO FIXATED ON ANOTHER PERSONS LIFE IT COULD BEGAN ON THE SCHOOL YARD SOMETHING AS SMALL AS BEING JEALOUS THAT YOUR CLASSMATE HAS A SHINING NEW INK PEN WITH A BIG PINK FLOWER ON IT AND JEALOUS AWAKENS STRAIGHT INTO...

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I am....
An Ashanti warrior A Bantu dancer 
I am a Yoruba royal clothed in my Asooke 
Dancing Adowa and kpalogo to tunes from wulomei and masekela  

I am proud Masai 
Standing around manyattas, 
Jumping to melodies from the olaranyani
Eunoto is here and today I...

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Of 
splendid 
thrones of 
gold
Of 
treasures 
manifold

Of Sultans 
and Shahs
Of Emirs 
and Rajahs

Of 
jewelled 
caskets
or lavish 
banquets

Of 
sparkling 
crowns
and 
flowing 
gowns

Of kings 
and queens
Rulers and 
emperors

Of their 
subservient 
stewards 
and 
obedient 
butlers
Or the 
servile 
knaves 
and 
stalwart 
squires

Of the 
peons and 
minions
pages and 
pavilions

Of castles...

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Indeed old is gold
and so's I'm told
Don't be in a hurry
to have all antiques sold
For this old adage
Todate water it holds.

Indeed the good old days
had some good old ways.

So I'd rather not 
exchange
old lamps for new
lest I suffer as in 
Aladdin's tale
and lose everything of...

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Oscans, Ligures and the Apuli as known
Ancient Greek, Samnitics,  Sicanis and Celt
Indigenous tribes, one people with love grown
Capodanno Fiorentino o'er lands dwelt

Wine appellation of Sangiovese as shown
Wreaths and lanterns over folklores shine not welt
Carrara marbles as buttress of stronghold
With arts and culture, graced with...

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While Beauty Sleeps


While Beauty sleeps, there are souls upon this earth that have never known her. Many seasons have passed and her eyes are still shut. She is hiding behind pavements of tar and cement. She is drugged from the smell of burning rubber and...

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Everybody knows that most urban legends are a bunch of folklores or whatever, especially Bigfoot (aka: “Sasquatch). Urban legends are the only ones that people have been talking about since the beginning. It seems that these unknown events have been keeping people guessing for years...

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Climbers and bushes are like sentinels that guard our terrains,
Waterfalls and paths, cascade like snakes gliding on the mountains, 
Our indigenous mansion lounges like a penthouse on the hill,
Amidst echoing rocks, mumbling winds, which chime with a mellow mill.
Chirpy whistles, gaiety gurgles and tuneful tender...

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GENTLY MY MIND PORTRAYED 
AN EMPTY SADNESS WHILE I'D CRADLED 
THEE NESTLED THOUGHT
LEAVING THE INFAMOUS BONDARIES 

AWAITING THE VIEWING 
OF THOMAS MANN'S QUIET SETTING
BETWEEN THE SOLID STRUCTURES 
OF STILL RUNNING WATER SEEPING
 
OVER THE GOTHIC STONERY 
THAT CARRIED SILENT WISHES 
BENEATH THE FOUNTAINS CORE 
TRAVELING...

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A full moon is known for making people do things that are weirder and weirder. It only appears at night, even when the Earth rotates and stuff. It happens on every 14th of 15th of the lunar month. The full moon is so whole, but...

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MY MOTHER

See her laden and brimming with the sheaves
On a hilly furrowed plane shrouded by leaves
Her way homewards she plods and heaves.

See her joggles on the spinning wheel
A textile she winds out the cotton reel
And made many hue garbs with great skill.

See her broil as...

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