Best Scheherazade Poems

I do not want to die
Like each virgin you bed
When you have ravished her
It's off with pretty head

I do not want to die
But…Oh to be...

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To Commemorate My 300th Poem Here On The Soup

300 Solomons
300 Beacons
300 Spartans
300 Martyrs

300 Tales Done
300 Threads Spun
300 Heartsongs
300 Touchstones

300 Scheherazade
Only 700 More, GOD
and Wherever YOU...

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Another tale, it's just a game--
Kiss Death's cold cheek, but Death evade.
My captor knows not that we 
Play;
I hide it well, within a maze of...

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Oh, I dreamed so of marriage when I was a boy,
Of a girl I could cherish, might love my whole life!
In the 'first' grade, a...

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I once awoke in a
Storm of color
When the Persian sky of
Scheherazade made lovers quiver and
Table milk
Spilled in luxury over your
Perfected fingers.

It was only later
When the...

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THE FALL OF BAGHDAD
What rite of passage, moves one to the light,
and through the healing of all earthly ail,
bestows this breath of life, to make...

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There’s a story I heard of a famous lost chord,
although why it was lost and just who did the losing,
true or not, perhaps no one...

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Ousted by None but the Night   
Arabic Poem by: Adnan Abu Andalus*
Translated by:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_n_silk)
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The dusty street is bare 
Darkness there and the...

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THE FALL OF BAGHDAD
What rite of passage, moves one to the light,
and through the healing of all earthly ail,
bestows this breath of life, to make...

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THE FALL OF BAGHDAD
What rite of passage, moves one to the light,
and through the healing of all earthly ail,
bestows this breath of life, to make...

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THE FALL OF BAGHDAD
What rite of passage, moves one to the light,
and through the healing of all earthly ail,
bestows this breath of life, to make...

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You must love me sideways,
Desert island of poetry and lace
Embroided inside the fleshy
Tunes of the drunken balladeer.
The overcast day, my warm soul
Inside the cold bed...

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I'm channeled rhymes, perspectives of young poet late in life!
Evolving too, I hope to please, share reveries a wife
(Scheherazade) shows to her spouse (loved patrons,...

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Flipped Hourglass

Count, onward we go, pivoting...

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As sun comes down in the valley, bound by the Tigris and Eufrat, 
Submerges into dark the capital of Muslim Khalifat. 
The night descends on...

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