Best Glance Poems
Enamored, I sit, in mystique of space and time
Glancing at intricacies of ebullience sublime
Contemplating mystery of universe all alone
Through echoes of destiny, heard and known,
Where birds roam, prairies bloom, oceans flow,
And lauding its miracles tranquil seasons glow
Enchanting passions of life, intimately I know.
Life at a glance is a bouquet of fresh flowers,
Exuberant pitter-patter of April rain showers,
Valleys and hills gracing resplendent meadows,
Sometimes sun-lit, sometimes in shadows,
Invigorating senses in fragrance of budding rose
Life is a bond of love that blossoms and grows--
A melody, a rhythm, a song every heart knows.
Alas, the happy vibes reside, tailing teary eyes,
For every smile somewhere, someone cries,
Dark clouds often daub expanse of blue skies,
Dense fogs precede beauteous morning rise,
And every celebration of success victory calls,
Someone on a steep-climb stumbles and falls.
Yet, hope of a new dawn always pierces dark
And replaces wolf-howls with sweet songs of lark,
So, I let mornings rise on ebullience of blue skies
Enamored in space, time, letting life actualize.
March 9, 2021
Poem of the week on March 14, 2021
Placed 4th: Life at a glance premium contest
Your single glance left me stranded for a whole afternoon
as if never before that moment any woman looked at me
or never in my life before I looked at the full moon
in your emerald green eyes memories of a distant sea.
You never knew so many poems were sleeping in your glance
from that moment one by one they woke up in my mind
in my mind now thousand poems bathing in romance
you made me a better poet but made me also blind.
© kash poet (kashinath karmakar)
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At first glance, I saw forever
It was love at first sight
You were so charming and clever
My life long endeavor
While in your arms all was right
At first glance, I saw forever
I would never leave you, never
That all changed that dreadful night
You were so charming and clever
Driving way to fast foot pressed on lever
The other car was no where in sight
At first glance, I saw forever
On that day fate came to sever,
Our lovely union, I couldn't even fight
At first glance, I saw forever
You were so charming and clever
07-28-16
A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme: aba aba aba aba aba abaa.
The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).
Author's Note: This is pure fiction. A contest inspired me to write this.
This glance we share
With mirrored laugh
It fills my head
And makes me ache
Never to trial
But ever to share
And live unto
This common bond
And I smile...
For you
With you
In you
And you see it
But know our grasp
Is one of distance
No means to touch
Remaining only
In the quotes
Which spiel
And linked eyes
Oh to be able
just to touch your wondrous smile,
dwell in benign eyes
those yielding meadows of green
that sparkles in sun lit dew.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
"And the birds twitter like whispering violins”Quote by _Constance La France
Love at First Glance
Saw you sitting there one magical night
And instantly my heart took off in flight
Bravely I asked you if you’d care to dance
It was a yes that led to our romance.
The first moment I held you in my arms
I was mesmerised by your luring charms
Below the glitter ball you came aglow
‘Twas then I knew I could never let you go.
As time went by we fell madly in love
For us it was written in stars above
My dream had came true when you said “I do”
I vowed to always love and cherish you.
Sadly came the tragic day we parted
Leaving you left behind stricken hearted
My darling wife, my life, my beauty Queen
I'm still there beside you unheard, unseen.
Without doubt we were an ideal match
No one on earth could ever dispute that
We’ll meet again on God’s ace-high dance floor
Waltzing evermore in heaven’s splendour.
*+*+*
25th May 2023
Writing Challenge A Quotes - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Fifteen years old…I trekked the river-bend, dived
Around balmy ledges, held by a curiosity
Nourished in toddler years,
When Father would tenderly utter of lighting
My adolescence anchored on the salty
Yet fragrant curls of a bay’s fathomless wave
Now imbued within: Viewing the shift of clay,
The marvel of paper boats leaning on rocks--
This soul became fearless calm noble,
Until modernity drove an islet to the ground;
And as I take a long, last gaze at a crumbled site
A part of my innocence rushes out with it...I wail.
The Last Contest, for Silent One
12/1/2018
With a single glance
I imagine a lifetime dance
The scent of you
the things we’ll do
Somehow it rings true
as I walk towards you
Those lips and brown eyes
Cause my spirit to rise
Your voice and face
Fill time and space
Your outline my eyes trace
as I envision your body in lace
True love begs to come to fruition
You and me is my mission
Within your eyes I see
a passion that sets us both free
Without doubt I know what will be
We’ll live within and beyond ecstasy
Imagination is a powerful thing
On your lovely finger a ring
Together witnessing our future unfold
Young to middle age then old
courage favours the bold
You are the one I love and hold.
When you know you know
Dedicated to my sweetie
Coming up to 28 years of amazing.
Oh how sweet thy fragrance is from thy hair
I'm captivated by your every move
In your presence, I cannot help but stare
Your porcelain skin so tenderly smooth
With eyes that shine like diamonds in the night
As they seductively scan through the room
Poised you stood, like an angel shedding light
In a garden of weeds, I watched you bloom
I asked you your name but got no reply
My nerves feeling shaky, what could I do?
Your beauty had thrown me, I had to try
Out of my league, but I still needed you
To take a chance on this future romance
But alas, she gave me no second glance
Spotlights illuminate the market square stage
casting hints of light upon that lily white face
sipping iced coffee at the corner café
Music plays but my heartbeat drowns out the band
wishing for just one glance
just one chance
just one look
deep into those rich deep caramel eyes
Oh, how I would love her
Oh, how I be there for her
just one look
just one chance
the smiles I would bring
to my heartbeat you'd sing
We'd walk holding hands together through life
with God as our shining light
stopping to smell the daisies, the wildflowers
chasing the butterflies that roam free
just you and me
Oh glance my way
let this be my independence day
give my beating heart a chance
at a lifetime of romance
More Than A Glance
How is my worth defined,
The wealthy facade I designed?
The money and clothes,
The people I know,
Why not for the strength of my mind?
Do you know where I reside?
Places criminals won't even hide,
Wrong side of the tracks
Where most turn their backs
No safer when you go inside...
Do you know how I get by?
Doing things that make me wanna cry
Will I be okay
If you show me the way?
Since you believe I can change, I will try...
One teacher, one student, one chance
Your belief set my soul free to dance!
I see knowledge galore
The whole world to explore,
Because to you, I was worth more than a GLANCE...
Submitting to A Strand 1072 Poetry Contest on 02/12/2022
From my point of espial,
I was instantaneously seduced;
just one look at you, my precious,
I plunged
into the bottomless ocean
that is your mesmerizing eyes
just to let myself...
drown.
Date written: 08/06/2020
A single dance,
Can lead to a special glance,
Between two people.
But will they jump at the chance,
To have a true romance?
Or will the wicked past,
Lance everything that could be true?
It is all up to you!
Will you know what to do?
At First Glance
There are such women.
Those who do not so much
capture, as captivate.
Entering, they glide slowly,
seamlessly, across the eyes,
overshadowed by the more
stunningly stylish and
demanding divas. Yet,
they are not overlooked.
As the moment fades and
the evening moves, so do
the eyes of those drawn to
beauty. Thus it was I found
my eyes returning, gazing
upon her face, her presence.
There was no strain in her
beauty, no intimidation in
her stride, no drama in her
movements. There was,
seemingly, a sweet music
to which she alone danced,
moved, mingled, without
becoming lost in the crowd.
She would, I thought, exude
this same air of confidence
and character in any situation.
It was not love at first sight,
for she was not the fireworks,
but the reason for the parade,
not the most beautified, but
the most beautiful. At first
glance beauty can be eclipsed
by the beautiful, for beauty has
no need for darkness. At first
glance - I saw - but did not see
the beauty that awaited me.
John G. Lawless
7/1/2014
For Jared Pickett contest
In a room bubbling exuberance
and a gaiety crowd dancing to beats
we sit across each other ten feet apart,
his whispering pulses become audacious
every second approaching my heart
and I shiver as they unravel my layers,
intimate desires beneath naive smiles.
Flickering lights on his velvet skin,
topaz brown eyes decipher my love,
unveiling pearls behind chandeliers
as I make nervous moves to blanket them
in timid blinks of my lush orchard,
but he knows for I see him smile,
his blazing patience till we escape
this cacophony to face each other in euphoria.
Beads of sultry lemonade on his lips
kiss my fingers as I touch my glass,
he seems jealous of my crystal earring
embracing my cheek, entwined with my hair
and I envy his cotton white shirt
draping his ocean of passionate dreams.
He folds his sleeves, I tie my locks,
we've taken our first steps,
now ten steps apart drenched in mists
of our heated breaths we float at night,
our glances intermingled in frequencies,
that only our fingers can decode in smoke,
weaving patterns in the air between us,
my anklets kiss my fragile feet,
embellished in raging storms we drown,
in waves of hushed union escaping through vents
of a moment standing still known just to us,
pouring through crevices that moisten parched lands.
He has read my fantasies in folded memories,
electric touch flaming my passionate side
as his fingers hold mine in our recluse.
We've made love without physical touch,
and now we dance on pearls of octaves,
intertwined with beats on the surface,
curling in laced rhythms of ancient *ragas.
*Ragas are musical melodies for improvisation akin to a melodic mode in Indian classical music, considered a traditional means in music to evoke certain feelings in an audience.
June 28, 2020
Sensuality Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One
~Winner: 2nd Place