Best Tiaras Poems

     "12 Days of Christmas Craves"



On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me
12 twinkling tiaras

Eleven emerald elephants

Ten Tiffany...

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Is there a junkyard for old tiaras and outdated ball gowns?
Where does Beauty go when age has taken her crown? 
Removed atop her head and...

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Parols
wrapped in gold ,
adorn a church
like tiaras forming
Starlight

Blessings
flame lanterns,
kindling year's dreams
as Manger Babe ushers
Christmas!



Dr. Ram Mehta's Cingku Poem: 2/3/4/6/2
by nette onclaud
11/11/2014...

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I live in North East Florida 
That's just a hop, skip, and a jump
From the land known as Georgia
Where "Honey Boo Boo" once held court...

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Today, Heaven made its wings out of the clouds,
and it's raining on people with angels and flowers,
The sun is red like a bashful child,
and the...

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Tippy toeing across the desert sand cracked Cement stepping stone road

We venture towards The blooming onion bonfire that Rises like a medusa’s hair in a...

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Untainted by society
Unknowing of the years to come
Not caring what we wear,
How we look or who our friend are. 
Running in circles,
Chasing our tails.
We all...

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14: If the soul meets death when Sattva prevails, then it goes to the pure regions of those who are seeking truth.
15: If a man...

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Plasmana, the vampirette 
was invited to the annual ball 
by Count Shevesky who was 
handsome and six-feet tall. 

It was held in his castle high...

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as daylight flows on  floors of  meadows’ weave
like tiny fingers silent in silk of  sailing traces
this landscape travels on her fragile, hushed...

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Approach yonder rack, O fearful
Meretrix;
Wouldst here weak flesh reform
Beneath the buckled and tightening
Strap...
That which be transfixed by thy 
Fearful gaze.
Lo...A confusion befalls upon thee,
My Meretrix,
Your...

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A wicked council of elders robed in white and crimson,
Sit fat atop a tower to ruminate on sin and manipulation.

Decrees from ancient tomes and texts...

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red roses shimmer
kissed with dewdrop tiaras
drying in the morning sun

ALesiach © 05/22/2016...

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Escapee garments
Strewn hither and yon
Some still hanging from the drawers
Where neatly they were folded
Only hours before

She parades the halls
And kitchen floor
Her catwalk, she the queen
And...

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Standing on a ridge a sight can be seen. The kettles were choosing a queen. Bouquets were bought for the waters within. For waters will...

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