Elopement through the dry heart
One nightfall
Or the flower
I seize
In the pungent processions
Of the winter dew
The lamppost cries for
The enlightenment
In the field of epoch-making poetry
The whispers shout
For a loving verse
With the dawn awakening
The eyes loitering for
A peaceful sleeping
Freedom becomes
Yellow envelope of
Never reaching
©Mahtab Bangalee
9th January, 2025
From the milky crimson rosy sky
The buds come to make a dream
To my eyes of hearty love to dye
The beloved soul to be closed rim
The rippling heart dances on a bud
Womb to seize the soul of true love
By the scythe moonlit with a squad
In the closest veins to free fine dove
Snowflakes on the white city bridge
With the star-studded southern air
Touches the heart of cathedral miss
To make the pavements of closed fair
Blue icicles on the wildflower to grip
The midnight of the elopement chills
To imbue the wrist with palm in trip
For closing the celestial being in a reel
Shining sun on a mauve cloud shelters
The footprints on the derelict pebbles
To make a canvas of momentum her
Closer to staying fine longest honorable
Nature grows to decorate everything fairly
Our love grows to enjoy the closeness fully
February 19, 2023
Closer to fine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
hot days unlikely
as colored leaves fall pretty
indian summer
though glimpsing the fall
late summer's still at the gate
love songs in the trees
beautiful encore
a rich hued, bloom revival
in surprise sunshine
laughter out of doors
though the green dream is fading
autumn elopement
I eat to live
I drink to live
I'm in merry making for mind healthy
here
the flowing river
the floating unseen winds
the tranquil chirping of magpies
the blooming mango flowers
the spring fresh leaves
the elopement of bee with butterfly
the flapping wings of grasshoppers
the lazy sitting of crows on the perch
the back to home smiling appealing damsel
everything, everything of nature
gives me healing power inside heart,
increases my healthy tenderness to the maiden earth
magnolia in maidenhead greets me
to the grove of dignity, nobility and purity
of womanly beauty and gentleness
I've touched the heart of thirty three springs
but every winter gave me taste of death
and the daffodil revives me,
incarnates in the idiosyncratic love;
daisy and dandelion carry me to your loyal love
with faithfulness where death comes
but as the eternal rebirth
-January 29,2020 Chattogram
_Eventide Elopement_
an avalanche night
sprinkles on earth in delight
majestic sweetness
Haiku
Line 1--5 syllables
Line 2-7 syllables
Line 3_5syllables
*avalanche can be used as a
synonym for blizzard*
August 22, 2019
(Wimpole Street, in the West End of London,
has been the scene of many interesting events,
from the elopement of Elizabeth Barrett Browning
to The Beatles composing "Help!")
The Long, Unlovely Street
It’s such a straight and long, unlovely street,
not quite the retail zone, not quite the mouth
of Regent’s Park. It plumbs a line north-south,
where Mayfair and more middling London meet.
Come walk with me on Wimpole, feast your eye
on blue ceramic plaques, as thick as leaves
that strew the brooks so loved by Freddie Treves,
where tall town houses shoulder out the sky!
Elopements, easements, songs of yesterday,
bereavements, human elephants and more:
we’ll see enchantment pour from every door,
and find a little help along the way.
Where legal precedent meets Mersey Beat,
come tramp the straight and long, unlovely street.
Behold, this beauty that i see.
Her silhouette at eventide,
As sunset frames an old oak tree.
True hope,i pray on bended knee.
To ask if she will be my bride.
Behold this beauty that i see,
She laughs and says "yes let it be
Before we sail on morning tide"
As sunset frames an old oak tree,
Her father shot, and blinded me.
I fired back; but, my true-love died.
Behold, this beauty that i see
In thoughts of her,and where is she,
So evergreen; and by my side
As sunset frames an old oak tree.
Sweet memories, when i was free
To gaze in wonder, now denied.
Behold, this beauty that i see
As sunset frames an old oak tree.
2/ 24/ 2015.
First date
Is most lingering
And the most memorable
Happenings in ones’ life
Especially to anyone
Who has fallen in love!
When the first date
Happened in ones’ first love!
It is an unforgettable
Moment in ones’ life, there’s the killjoy and the escort
Consider the many anxieties
The first kiss followed with many other more
The sensuality and the success,
Sometimes the tragedy and trauma ending a first love
The prelude and the postlude
Everything in the deep recesses of the mind and heart.
Which date a culmination of elopement and unplanned marriage
The unmentionable the precedent superseded by a bigger event.
The behind the scenes back-up by denials and alibis and escapades!
The hideaways of movies and parks
The torrid kissings, the necking, and pettings
The secret personal meeting
And the discovery…the upheaval and the infantisizing stage!
You never know and you’ll never forget!
Dalila Agtani
7/4/11
Sun and moonlight mix.
Eloping during twilight.
Dusk consumation!
You forgot the lines
and lineage. Getting all
or nothing, pulling away at the umbilical cord,
seeking liberty to commit a sin
or feeling liberated after committing the sin.
The tone embodies the elopement, unbound,
to invent the disorder
and divide the provocation.
Night was approaching with few stars,
flowing like the squealing of a dark saint,
blameless, under the thin breath
of the dying sun.
Into the orphanage enters the day
riding on the dust of history.
My journey begins into time
to change into another tomorrow.
SATISH VERMA