Best Tamarind Poems

Here, I scribble a letter 
to the rhapsodical rose, 
dipping my quill in 
stardust that slips 
like a violet waterfall 
from the tips of 
white...

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Sitting on the Fence at Twilight

When the sun waved good-bye in the afternoon,
I’d say hello to the smiling Man in the Moon. 
Perching on our...

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In sepia foliage's of falsified fantasies,
cursed by haunting hornets stinging 
with honeyed painted lies,
her mind was like a matriarch of metaphors.

An inflorescent seed buried in...

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Sometimes when
nightfalls of summer 
feel so cold,
and everything seems dark,
I turn to the heat of 
my grandmother’s soup. 
Life can exist 
within bone China 
or...

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As the peacock-sage 
waves of whimsical peace
faded in silence's 
pale watercolors, 
I masked my 
eerie eyelashes, 
with drifting 
angel-mist smog. 
For, I sensed the 
wistful...

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Stainless steel pot is bubbling
On top of the fire
Inside my tasty sour soup
Of onions, pork, yam
Tamarind and spice
A Pinoy
Treat!...

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This time every year I think of Him.
I yearn for when He calls for me
Once a little twig of the tamarind
tree all dried up with...

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Whose heart-strings are a lute
embalmed in their echoing songs! 
When Nature sleeps and stars are mute
at midnight, in the month of June.
A mystery, and a...

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the murky depths of the night drifts off the lone fisherman
     to the tamarind yellow river shaded with ecru of ambiguity;
...

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In a cozy corner of my attic I sit
changing syllables for you, to lyrics

Perched on my window pane, tiger tabby
commenced cleaning its paws already

Soon, my...

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By Sashi. Prabhu(zeauoxian) 1/3/2012.

Often, I glimpse from my roof top garden, leftward,
From the sedentary swing but I know the descent of woodpeckers have soared.

From the...

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She lies breathless on the kitchen table,
as I prepare to perform my passion.
first, I marinated her breasts
in a fusion of lime juice and coconut oil,...

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Never Quit

If you broken like tamarind stick
ONCE
Try not quitting your pleasurable life
PLEASE
Think about it positively many times.

Dear why you thinking to quit
JUST
Down to shame, regrets...

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Ludwig Leichart

This perplexing country,
(such an under statement),
where rivers run upside down,
marbles are strewn by the Devil
and Songlines
etched in memory are
sung by those few who know.
Seeking...

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As little child walked in the field of flowers,
  Picking and smelling them as she grows,
  The pervading air fragrance of Guava
 ...

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