Best Garlanded Poems

On wings of scarlet, radiance takes flight
as leaves, like cardinals, soar overhead.
They twirl, then tumble, beautiful and bright,
beneath September’s sun, which spills deep red
onto the valley’s floor. In dying light,
the peaks of distant mountains garlanded
by clouds still gleam into this autumn night.

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Synthetic is the world we’re living in.
Plastic’s life seems timeless; it can’t replace
nature’s portraits: skies that leave us breathless,
bright swirling leaves, and rustic scenes of grace.

To see gold fields - a rainbow overhead -
how can any person not feel enthralled?
I think of high peaks garlanded...

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Glowing orange, cloud coals burn
reflections into low tide evening surf,
slap lapping against scattered shells,
ripe fruits for hungry sea tramp's picking.
Itinerant thoughts, aimless as seaweed drift,
scatter like bands of sandpiper strays
on endless quest for burrowing crabs.
Peace rolling off the water, a liquid aura,
brings surcease to the...

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Floral expanse




Roses in vivid colours that smiled in glamour,
Red blood to be garlanded at valour,

White lilies bunching hearty and serene,
Catching lovers' fancy to the extreme,

Lavenders at the crest of mountains,
Challenging beauties of the terrains,

Merrigolds shining bright with sunrise,
Worshipping aroma to no surprise,

Dahlia, orange and yellow...

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I was a runner
fleeing from homespun horrors that
wrapped around my delicacy like a tourniquet

Only a child attempting to bestir
the warrior dormant within;
having no idea the enthrallment 
she reveled in,
I learned to accost my demons

Nigh, even at the wide-eyed age of eight,
scarred 
shattered
broken
I found, in a...

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Once upon a time... a child celebrated
Colorful lights of Crackers...
Fluorescence of Fireworks.
The black powder bonfires in sky 
Illuminated  his darkness ..
Sprinkling showers of acoustic pops.

And then...
Demons ignited black powder to enslave his mind.

His cranium was detonated with guns and bullets.
Blitz of Bombs ticked his...

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As school children scurry to school
like the multi-colored leaves that will soon
be hurried along the roads by October winds,
we feel and we know 
that a new season is upon us.
Stifling summer’s ardor, autumn almost seems
to hum a melancholy tune
as its breezes caress a multitude of...

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"Flowers, the emblems of beauty and fragrance proudly assert that loveliness can catch every eye and brighten even the gloomiest heart"    ~ By Poet

look at these white blossoms,
attired in snow white velvety frocks,
unassuming and elegant
under the canopy of the starlit sky. 
though...

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Translation of Oothukkadu Venkata Subba Iyer (circa 1700-1765)’s « THAYE YASHODA » by T. Wignesan


This devotional song and poem in Tamil (the principal Dravidian language which has spawned over twenty languages in the southern Indian sub-continent) is –unlike
Western poetical traditions – strictly composed to accord...

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Coyly smiling at the sun				
with brightly colored face,				
a demeanor quietly homespun			
garlanded with ruffled grace;			

wherever planted, sheds crisp cheer	
all about the garden plot,			
sophisticated peers may proudly sneer;		
bravely, she smiles on from her spot.			

Determined through the winter cold	
to continue blooming by the walk,	
I love to see her...

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Frosted white branches

   garlanded in silver and

       d r i p p i n g   i c i c l e s. . . . 

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I'm an orange monkey
in China I was made,
stitched with much affection
and garlanded with braid.

Purchased then on eBay
and wrapped to make a gift,
I was posted to a friend
who felt a little miffed.

I felt I wasn't wanted
when stuffed into a drawer,
would I be forgotten,
and nameless evermore?

From that...

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the  joys of marriage become memorable with unforseen breakdowns


Late night frolicking and teasing continued
Dancing and music lasted till early hours
With a beating heart and ignited nerves 
I lay nervously on bed wondering what lay ahead 

My groom arrived with a garlanded brow
Our marriage was...

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children growing up in a bewildering moral landscape
what is right, what is wrong, what is politically correct
with mindless amusements or habits they seek escape
the media, education, religion they all opposing direct

the parents fared no better, controlled and farmed by big corporation
forced to deny and reject...

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