Best Twinkling Poems
When you are
an agonizing
echo from a
benevolent voice,
life exhales in
mahogany haze,
spreading across the
lachrymose meadows as
scarred rivulets of
sandalwood scents,
where ceramic
rhymes slumber in
watercolor coffins
with opaque metaphors,
weaving hoaxed
hymns of the nascent
heavens within these
mortal hues.
I'm a bronze brushstroke
of origami colours,
pinned to the weary
wall as the state
of forsaken art,
splattered in acrylic-
resembling sombre
diamonds that
knit ebony pixels
of my onyx heart,
scattered across the
blistered brims,
framed from
fate crossed palms;
doused in poisoned
henna depicted
in dismay, to portray
the painting of despair
within my splitting mind.
Isn't the monochromatic
shade of an aesthetic
mural a clementine
symmetry, where ruby psalms
stained with black peonies,
bleed thistle-ribboned
tales from an orchid's silence?
Not every artist
can mold
peace from a
pastel palette
filled with poignant
petals engrossed
in purple pain,
but poetic fingers
can sculpt an evergreen
masterpiece through
crisp flakes of
tumbling torment,
carried through
arctic mists.
But is there a
teal-azure texture
to create a
timeless tapestry
interlaced with
lavender musings?
As melancholy soars
beyond roseate realms
like a moon-winged butterfly,
fluttering across
cantaloupe sunsets,
etching heartbeats of
hope in harp's periwinkle pigments,
when twinkling jewels
lose their shine,
leaving tales untold
to waltz with
forlorn silhouettes-
dwelling in a gallery of grief.
For, in the calligraphic
corners of chaos,
I’ve found healing,
between ethereal pages
within a cathartic labyrinth.
above
the hazy moon
night time whispers stories
shooting stars race in close to hear
and wink
When stars align in skies of love
like twinkling heartbeats high above
I wonder those who’ve passed my way
Aligned in stars for just a day
So many heartbeats I have known
That cosmic winds have gently blown
Allowing us but just a wink
A brief alliance yet to think
Yet friends and lovers sparkle still
In memories command at will
I wonder if they think of me
When stars align once more to be
Twinkle twinkling lights
beyond
beyond my house. . .
out to where
the mountains
meet low
and blackened clouds.
Twilight time in January
all is bathed in gray.
No rainbowed hues dance hither
to tag this winter's day.
Out to where the lights
across the valley towns
are a myriad of fireflies
that flicker
flicker round . . .
their circle ever grows
as evenfall grows thicker.
People settle in.
The temperature
will drop.
Night . . .
and soon more lightning bugs
will join in the throng,
absorbing all the warmth
of all the others'
twinkle twinkling lights.
(The city of Pleasant Grove and surrounding
Utah Valley cities in January from twilight to night.)
For Deb's Contest: City Lights Poetry Contest
People say you are inimitable,
And they often acclaim you!
But there is nothing so special,
Like we human endue!
Why don’t you make some noise?
Why don’t you dress up colorfully?
May be you don’t have any other choice
To color your life delightfully!
Sky being gazar…
And gems sewed in it, is star
Well, you surround us with blanket
When would you serve us with banquette!?
Learn from us stars,
Learn from us…
How to shine, even when atmosphere never permits you
learn to creep and touch the moon,
learn to be unique in spite of your clusters.
Though you constellate you never intimate to each other.
Hey, don’t look at me with livid eye
all the above is not because of my vanity.
You are the only wonder in the sky
Who would live even after we human die!
Though you stand far apart,
you sow the seed of verve in heart
and whirl as a wheel for the cart,
to join people who depart.
Finally I learned
To make even the darkest night to upbeat …
We live in the universe
Billion miles wide
The planet earth is
Billion years old
We are tiny specs
In this vast universe
And we stay on this planet
For a twinkling of an eye
While we are here
Let’s be friends
Let’s hold hands with each other
Let’s look at each other
With a broad smile
Sing a song of brotherhood
Even for a twinkling of an eye
Shining, shimmering
Laughing across the heavens
Reflecting all the wonder
Found inside the breathless
Whisper of a caress, a kiss
Pleasure that is beyond compare
Joy that lives in the heart who heeds
The song of the stars, rhythmic
Pounding out a tempo, graceful
Beautiful ballad of hope, inspiration
Embracing the night, gentle lights
Singing in waves of pulsing praise
Music so alive it excites, invites
Angels to dance a waltz, reflecting
Stirring, throbbing, twinkling
Lights surviving the echoes, resonating
Melodies flowing, glowing, dazzling
Panting, fatigued by the endless
Striking that survives the tests of time
Pouring out lyrics that abide inside
Where the promise of love cries
Tears sliding past the fears, alive
Dewy wonders brushing away doubts
Gifting the heart with stardust
Sparkles warming even the night
With their halos of gentle light
Enduring radiance, blending graceful
Dreams with enchanting peace
Belief, praise, prayers of faith
Breaking through the song of stars…on a quest, eternally yours!
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 10 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
July 27, 2022
TWINKLING LITTLE STARS
Why are there shining stars,
showing serenity,
twinkling twinkling arousing curiosity of children?
Imagery of poets wander in in wonder
gazing on cluster of stars.
Philosopher searches vastness of Universe
seeking significance of infinite space
accommodating billions and billions of stars.
Science gives explanation of
birth and death of stars forming
billions of galaxies extending and expanding.
Indian fairy tale tells,
each human being becomes a star after death,
sparkling and sending blessing to descendants.
I stare at stars seeking,
which stars are sparkling in guise of
my Mom, Dad, Grandparents, cousins, relatives,
my friends and close ones?
I am also in queue.
Where shall I see my place in space,
transforming to star transcending death?
My ultimate destination.
06/26/18
'Why Are Stars There?' Contest by Julia Ward
Everynight from my little window,i watch billions of twinkling little stars,
shining above,in the black velvety sky,and everynight my thoughts
are filled with you,knowing,you're somewhere there,somewhere out there,
half across the world,somewhere,so far away from me.
and i wonder,i wonder what you're doing, at that very moment,I wonder,If you
are for a walk by the beach,if you're just home,writing,reading or making a cup
of coffee.I wonder about all these simple things we can do together and yet
we don't.
Everynight,I wonder what it feels like to be held by your arms,to be kissed by
your lips,to be caressed by your hands in my most tender parts,under these
twinkling little stars.
I wonder, if everynow and then ,you watch the same stars I'm watching,and if every now
and then ,you find yourself thinking of me.
My Beloved,I wonder what it would be like to be in each other's presence,What it would be
like,if we could burrow just one night, If just for one night,We could watch the stars
together,Our Stars,the stars which shine Our Hearts so bright.
Charma
Night stars are twinkling
The blackboard sky so alive
Majestic wonder
Date written and posted: 08/15/2018
R-adiance
A-ppears
Q-uietly
U-sing
E-arly
L-ovely
M-orn
A-fter
N-ighttime
L-eaves
A-s
N-ew
G-low
I-s
T-winkling
Topic: Birthday of Raquel F. Manlangit (August 22)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Oh brightest twinkling star
Stationary as you are...
Watching seasons change
As they slowly rearrange
From winter's snowy birth
Whitening most of earth,
To see sweet flowers sing
With the breath of spring,
Into heat of summer's sun
Where cooling rivers run,
Until the bright hued trees
Lose their lovely leaves.
You watch it all from afar...
My beautiful twinkling star.
© Connie Marcum Wong
*Note: I wrote this for my 3 and a half year old granddaughter, Carissa, who enjoys poetry. I want to encourage that! I will explain to her that stars only seem to be stationary.
Twinkling eyes that sparks, funny how emotions can takes over the heart
Impossible words that is hard to find, thinking one movement and he might cross
the line. He wore his pride like a badge, but the wounds in his heart is deep,
and for him to love again is just a broken dream.
Even through loneliness scream when he’s under his sheet,
He rather succumb to its sting, other than listened to the silence song his
Heart had to sing. Known his heart is a self made wall,
And he’s not the type of man she should tell how much she loved afterall.
Thoughts kept running through his mind when he recall
how profound he looked her in the eyes. Making him feelings so awkward that
he could not control all he knew is having her besides him daily, his love will grows.
He realize that her tender care is the only thing that keeps him alive, yet he
Settled with routine and afraid go beyond the boundaries.
She reaches out to feel his touch, but somehow had not get enough
Thinking of going her way, but she knew her mind will suffer in everyway
He took her in his arms, where she found security. Hands in hands
She looked in her lover eyes and saw the love inside and
Made him show the feelings, he always had to hide
Tears fell down his face as emotions takes over
his body language says everything and there things became clear.
twinkling stars
all over the night sky--
tiny diamonds
Wish away, on my twinkling points of lights.
There is a supergaint star in my sight each
and every night.
I wish upon my star for hopes and dreams
to come my way.
It shines, not only for me but all who take
the time, to look up for the light.
I gaze up and know my celestial star is
eternal, for someone eles, down the
road will wish upon it too.
Copyright 2008
Anne Rutherford
Poems From The Heart
Series.