Best Mannan Poems

The winter Queen has arrived
Silent and soft and slow and divine
Slowly thru icy breath she whispers
As her silver garments open wide
Miracles appear swirling free
As tiny angels dancing above
Softly drifting to the ground
On the wall and rooftops
Window ledges and branches bare
Tiny crystal flowers bloom
As she spreads...

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The Virgo In Me
A virgin goddess,  pure simple mind
A fervour in heart, kindness for mankind
Always yearning for eternal youth
In search of undying truth
High aims of touching the sun
Enjoys the company of the young
A craving for perfection as close as it can be
That’s the Virgo...

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A is for Aster dancing in the wind
B is for Begonia as many as you can find

C is for Cornflower adorning a maiden’s hair
D is for Dandelion waving in the air

E is for English Daisy shining silver along the brook
F is for Fairy Wings kept...

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The dewy morning’s pink dawn
When the doe with her new born fawn
Steps out of the glen
Dancing to the song of the wren
Then angel dust is seen

When the baby girl in her sweet sleep
Smiles with pretty dimples so deep
Fills tenderness in the mother’s eyes
As she wistfully...

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The water tinkled down
My memory lane
Sweet was the sound of pain
As I gently remembered her face
Moving along the rim
The angel softly touched 
My heart strings one by one
As emotions danced their 
Rawness away, glowing
In the afterthought of achievement
Weak fountains sprung thru the sinews
Awakening the darkening...

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Silent midnight, crescent moon overhead
Molten silver shimmered on dewy grass
Tender jasmine and vibrant marigold
Danced with the gentle breeze
As softly it caressed my sleepy cheeks
Resting on his warm loving shoulder
10/09/2011

By Tahera Mannan
For Constance’s “ Six Lines Of Poetry, Please” contest...

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O’ Angel of mercy
Wait
Do not take her away yet
Tarry a while
Wait a while
Her body is still warm
Her soul still lingering
    I have to say
    A million things
    I have to show her
    A...

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I wove a garland of flowers
A garland full of love
Beautiful stars fallen on the green carpet
I collected and wove
The dew drunk red rose amongst
The daisies so white
The heady jasmine round them
I wove into a ring
The tiny blue bells danced around 
The lily’s unstained beauty
Yellow wild...

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I caught myself this blue balloon
Flying adrift and among trees
Laughing I untied it from its string
And ran in happiness at top speed
The balloon unknowingly deflated
And hung limp from my fingers
Sadly I touched its shiny surface
Feeling a lump in its heart
As my fingers explored its very...

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I gift you this unicorn
Beautiful and wild
He’ll carry you around snowy clouds
Where angels sing lullabies
You’ll drink the morning’s virgin dew
When the dawn star flames in the sky
He’ll glitter and dance and prance
And bring lilies for your feet
Beauty, purity, mystery and magic
He’ll take you to eternity
And...

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I sent you some petals in a letter
Oh let them fly away
Hear them sing of my love
As they caress the gentle wind
See them dance above your head
Heady with love they carry
Taste the sweetness from them
As they kiss your lips 
Smell their erotic perfume
As they glide...

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She sat peacefully by the window
Gnarled brown hands creating magic
Every tiny stitch danced around in joy
The pastel blue and enchanting pink
Peeked from under her hands
The basket with its weaves and hues
Stood surrounded by tiny daises
She stitched love and care into each flower
Head bent life flowed...

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dark green lotus leaves
soft throne of the old bullfrog
life passes by

04/10/2011
By- Tahera Mannan
Theme-Lily pads and frogs....

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Glitter
My blood with glitter shines
Sings with pure glee
For in my heart the light has began
Reaching for my soul
The right path is found
Strewn with rich colour
The soul is ready now
To uncover the glitter
His sweet love shines
Closer with every word
Making my life a glittery abode
The angels above...

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old horn
new age begins
hands turn the cycle back
as men to old tribes is inclined
the bright new iron, the axe, the helmet
those swords of yesterday arise
weary world turns again
to a past world’s
old horn

03/09/13
By Tahera Mannan
For Nette’s  Just Nine Lines contest, visual 2...

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