Best Recharged Poems

TENDER LOVING TOUCH

don't fear
she's dear

tight clutch
soft touch

wears white
polite

too sick
she's quick

your ache
she breaks

your ill
she feels

one pill
you still

preserve
your nerve

correct
inject

your shock
she blocks

you scared
she cares

through sleeps
she peeps

recharged
discharge

"thank you"
she coos
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Sponsor	Judy...

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You held me that day, wrapped me in your cocoon,
Waited patiently for me to grow my wings back.
You let me cry a salty puddle on...

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A raging river tenaciously floods
Tannins and silts combine to dark blood

A hut, just fifty metres, occupying their sight
Two men, cold and wearied, stuck for the...

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Sequence



Easy,
Holidays,
Sigh of relief,
Fun and frolic throughout,
Live life !

Short break,
Vacation,
Rejuvenates,
Feasting at our leisure,
Recharged !



Written November 12th, 2014
For contest 'Cinqku poem' by Dr. Ram Mehta

Awarded 2nd place...

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Hola, I am Ram mehta,
I am going out to say adios to the land,           ...

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I can’t remember everything, I can’t recall my birth
Aimlessly I wonder what my goal is here on earth
The prospects here are wide and vast, I...

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At winter end
 comes the time of lilac
pubescent shoots tipped light green
 budding up and down each branch,
young growth stretching, flexing new muscles
 ready and...

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Looking across the meadows where the 
wild flowers grow,
life has been recharged after the harsh
winters snow.
Cat tails dancing to the tune of summer day,
while butterflies...

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when I don't have time
to think about being sad
it is held differently
not better or worse
I wish to feel more comfort
less scared in the moments I'm...

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On one sultry August day
In a clearing in the woods
Within a long delay
for salvaged auto goods
Amid decaying vans, under glaring sun
High above one ant, homebound,...

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A day of weary mind and body, 
She found herself in a comfy bed, 
So soft and relaxing, she lay back. 
Then both eyes started...

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(I am inspired to write this poem by three Hollywood Movies (1)* The movie: Art of crying
(2)** The Cruel Intentions II (3)*** Julienne Moore starer...

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4.
on this spine 
having a mouth of crocodile
always jump down 
the climate     

everyday 
the sunglass changes 

look at the soil and...

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Every day before the sun would set, my husband and I would have a glass of wine.
We would sit on the front porch admiring nature’s...

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Even the Great pyramids,
magnificent structures of wonder
are overshadowed by
the majesty of mountains;
crowned in golden sun.
Halos glisten white.
Spoiled tower of babble.

The long and winding road;
travelers delight...

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