Best Pinnate Poems

Beneath the shade of pinnate leaves
I catch a glimpse, a swirling haze...
an agile penché – a dash  
of graceful pirouettes. 
Then like a flash, with a glissade  
the whirling wind exits the stage. 

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My sweet girl, 
    you are my butterfly 
       that flutters with grace, 
          under the golden sunshine; 
  as zephyr breath blows 
  ...

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Emerald green that shines on
gleaming green jewel bug
Algae green of the serene pond
And there swim the shoveler ducks

Harlequin green from areca leaves pinnate
Softly grins when sunrays gently penetrate
And the dark green on betel leaves
Oh ho, the deep red on tongue it leaves

Light green of the...

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I crave a piece of land,
Oh! Parasakthi!
I crave a piece of land...

Amidst the piece of land,
build me a palace grand
with sundecks and picturesque pillars;
everything in pristine colors.
And near the well,
the long pinnate leaves 
and the tender coconut dwell.

Around ten to twelve coconut trees should be...

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Thoughts of the past beneath trees shade deep sighs
as leaves rain above relax ambience.

A mountain gravel path laced in pigments
freckle crimson, copper, and honey gold
striking crisp blithe as soft waves of fluttering
pinnate leaves still battle for existence
on living limbs, an autumn tarpaulin.
The rise of dust...

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Natural health drink stored in
                            drupe clusters hanging down
         ...

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Hand in hand walking streams
Evening air and realized dreams

Beating heart and touching lips
Silhouettes, as the sun it slips

Scented steps of sandaled toes
Like the steam the aura flows

In the ambience of twilights fall
The dulcet tones of Cupids call

And to her heart I must reveal
Truest thoughts of...

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The love is pure 
    The love is blind
   It is the feeling
  Which you cannot hide.

 The one you love is your moon
 And you there for them from morning to noon
 You want your love
 But dnt...

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Fragments of first spring sun illuminate
A blithe wave of fluttering pinnate leaves.
Passerine dulcet birds cradled they wait
Ethereal  rain under narrow eaves.
Honeysuckle comes alive drawing straight.
Daisies bright, butterflies by the wheat sheaves.

Around garden's heart breathing once anew
A spider's web in tears form morning dew.

2/2082021


Spring Poetry...

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Butterflies flutter, sweet nectar seeks,
beneath the sun's outstretched golden streaks.
Among the laden ambrosia,
a zephyr breath blows, sweet aroma.

Butterflies flutter within its shadow,
graceful movement in wet meadow.
Beauty and grace sweet nectar seeks,
scaling among laden ambrosias peaks.

Butterflies flutter where the zephyrs weaves,
silently flit slowly through pinnate leaves.


12/23/2021

Not...

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MARIGOLD

Under the glowing summer sky I behold
joy blooms on parched beds of marigold,
patina of golden glee,
suns of dawn I see
on meadow
rearing
as bulbs grow
among pinnate leaves.
Wild herbal scent food conceives,
worship flower proffers devotion,
garlands seal wedlock with floral emotion.

June 29, 2019
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Two leaves fell from a different tree
And the loss of the world was all the same
There is beauty in all diversity
Difference of temperature changes not the flame
The sun that comes down a barren sky
Prowl and prospect among all leaves alike, he
Don Juan, on green leaves...

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In pinnate physicals, the thing,
moves like a stark terror
savagely. A primal fear

takes over, because dead don’t
speak. The bullet had passed
through chest. Mutiny of dumb

dandelions, lipless voices in the
sea of madness. Search for a missing
truth begins. The mass grave

contains the dried bones of renegades.
You remember the...

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"Don't deprive yourself of soaking the simplest things in life of what is around you, you will miss the beauty of what God did create that makes this universe." 
Quote by _ poet

A butterfly flits, sweet nectar seeks,
beneath the sun's outstretched golden rays.
Among the rich...

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In pinnate physicals, the thing,
moves like a stark terror
savagely. A primal fear

takes over, because dead don’t
speak. The bullet had passed
through chest. Mutiny of dumb

dandelions, lipless voices in the
sea of madness. Search for a missing
truth begins. The mass grave

contains the dried bones of renegades.
You remember the...

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