Best Lambent Poems

lonesome lark sings in cornfields
lambent love ignites the night
a secret beat our hearts skip
you kiss with your eyes...

Continue reading...

Written: January 26, 2023
                   ___________________________________

Let it snow with pearlescent snowflakes
each flimsy frost fetches a feat of art

  Falling from firmament
      ...

Continue reading...

Stunning silver moon of lambent light I see,
each night you listen to my fervent plea...
You must wonder when will my sorrow end.
On your indulgent patience I've come to depend.
I watch as shadowed clouds veil your eyes,
as if you play hide and seek, wearing a disguise.

Often,...

Continue reading...

Like a mourning dove, my lament is spilled
  I cry in grief as shadowed night grows cold
    Spirit crushed from love's promise, unfulfilled
      Burdensome sorrows in my heart unfold

Succumbed by tears,  I piteously weep
 ...

Continue reading...

Lambent 
Lychee leaf lambent
lilac layered loadstone ledge 
lachrymose lagoon
  
Maze
Milky moonlight maze
mystic marvel magnet moults
magic mother’s muse

Nomads 
Nightingale nurtures 
nonplussed nomads nestling near
nascent neon nooks




Let the Pens Flow - Alliteration Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Jenish Somadas
Date submitted - 26th July 2020
Alphabets in sequence - L,M,N...

Continue reading...

Gondoliers navigate these old canals
that saw much joy 
and cherished glory;
go and tell about your trades
and mischievous love-affairs,
when voluptuous women
enticed your many travels
and drove you into flaming passions... 
 
Lambent lagoon,
impeccably domineering,
but impoverished by a loss so great...
that even the Saint Mark's bells toll in...

Continue reading...

I am in my life’s October,
Where passion plays its role
And when embers of my memory stir, 
Their sparks engulf me whole.
They help me to remember,
And soothe my bereaved soul.

Mellow memories imbue my life.
And I will never let them go. 
Her love embraces me like lambskin...

Continue reading...

dawn
brightens
morning skies
her hand brushes
lambent shades of gold
soft hues of blue
hint of blush
painting
dawn...

Continue reading...

Velvet paper tinctured pink,
A red rose at its crest;
The whittled feather, bathed in ink,
Set to bare its best.
A lambent candle close at hand
With dancing, flitting flare;
Where evening translates its command
And nothing stirs the air.

Words are authored, truly writ,
Where, from the soul they flow;
As on the...

Continue reading...