The dazzling dawn lighted up the horizon of my heart,
spread the sunburst spectrum of luminous longing
on fervent garden blooming with love from the start,
swathed the facsimile of your floral face flushing.
You came flying in the secluded sky I had made mine,
the wind with whiff of romance never stopped to blow
with love from the hued horizon of sensual shine,
bracing buds unfurled in our hearts with astral glow.
A sparkling stream you flowed with fluidized grace,
cascaded in rocky valley turned jade, I carved for you.
The course to serene sea we pledged together to trace
to its placid depth, discover our melted hearts anew.
Our journey across the rugged terrain wasn’t easy,
lost in the dark night you found me, didn’t know how.
You became my second shadow, faithfully followed me
from the beginning of our time to the twilight hour now.
My mute introvert mind couldn’t express these words,
I write for you in vibrant verse, the last and the only one.
You’d return at dusk from my sky to nest like other birds,
see ‘you are always on my mind’ written on my feather lone.
Categories:
fluidized, love, remember,
Form: Rhyme
The long journey
of the slithering stream
on the languid lap
of pensive plateau,
meandering montage
in ebony melancholy
of forlorn forest,
flows on contorted contours
of languishing leaned land
at cataracts askew.
The vibrant visage
of fantasy flight
of fluidized swan feather,
serenading in monotone,
resonates in the silence
of verdant emerald,
the tune of tranquil time
ripples with the echo
of ethereal euphoria.
The aquatic flow
of fizzy champagne surge,
dancing with the cadence
of esoteric ecstasy
in sculpted split course
around obdurate boulders,
deposed defiant
with mesmeric malachite glow,
amidst patina of plants,
drenched by the drizzle
of the setting scarlet sun
in the sequined sky,
illumines the mystique mist
of diaphanous drape,
rising slow
as suspended strata,
unlayered exaltation
lifts the shroud of sorrow
from the austere alcove
of my amorphous anguish,
makes me revere
the seraphic scene,
the effervescent extant,
timeless…
Categories:
fluidized, analogy, life, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
If you wander in search of ambrosia, and find
a seductive tempter of the most evil kind,
entrapping you to control your mind and soul,
you’re then possessed, playing a passive role.
Time comes when it’s you, you begin to hate,
but helplessly resign to your convoluted fate.
Its control is too strong, you find hard to escape,
you reckon life taking a fluidized undefined shape.
You’ve gone down the dark hollowness of hell,
trust yourself, you can overcome this dismal spell.
Master mental strength, as misery falls, don’t bear it,
abandon the evil craving, let it not break your spirit.
December 28, 2020
Contest : Addiction
Sponsor : Rod Levasseur
Categories:
fluidized, addiction, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme
In the long journey of the stream on the lap of planar plateau,
through the draping expanse of the emerald forest it slithers,
rolls over the broken contours of lowland as the surge askew
in the cascade of ribboned flow like fluidized swan feathers.
It collapses on the cleaved rocky floor, clad in reclined ferns,
as the gushing exuberance of splattered pearls of jubilation,
expressed in monotone splintering the silence of verdance,
the air in the tranquil valley ripples with the echo of elation.
Gliding with crystal waters of the bubbling champagne flow,
it dances on wave of land in dale of flowers in a looping line,
around the balanced boulders sparkling with malachite glow,
amid the patina of foliage glistened by the drizzle of sunshine.
The seamless shimmering sky on the sheathe of green canopy,
illumines the mystique shroud of diaphanous mist rising slow,
lifts the dark curtain for the dawn to rise from the horizon fiery,
in a trance I’m lured by enticing nature’s light and sound show.
Written : October 18, 2020
December 17, 2022
Contest : 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 23
Sponsored by : Mark Toney
Categories:
fluidized, beautiful, imagery, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Long journey of the stream on the lap of planar plateau,
through the dark density of the forest cover it slithers,
rolls over the broken contour of land at the fall askew.
Vibrant wall of ribboned flow of fluidized swan feathers,
collapses on the cleaved rocky ravine, clad in reclined ferns,
as the gushing exuberance of splattered pearls of jubilation,
expressed in monotone splintering the silence of verdance.
The air of the tranquil valley ripples with the echo of elation,
gliding with the waters of the bubbling champagne flow,
dancing in the rhythm of esoteric ecstasy in split course
around the mossy boulders strewn with malachite glow,
amidst patina of foliage lent by drizzle from light source,
the sky, hidden behind sprawling screen of green canopy,
illumines mystique mist of diaphanous shroud rising slow,
lifts the curtain of gloom, glistening the darkness within me,
makes me revel enthralled nature’s light and sound show.
Written : September 14, 2019
February 14, 2020
Contest : Strand Select O, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Categories:
fluidized, nature,
Form: Rhyme
WHEN I WOULD BE GONE
There are times to be loved and to love,
that was what I had believed for so long.
You, my beloved, came in my life like a dove
on the winds of time, you proved me wrong.
You came flying in the secluded sky I made mine,
winds with scent of romance never stopped to blow
with love from the hued horizon of sunburst shine,
unfading flowers bloomed in our hearts in astral glow.
A sparkling stream you flowed with fluidized grace
cascading in rocky valley turned jade I carved for you.
The course to serene sea we pledged together to trace,
at its blissful depth to discover our melted hearts anew.
The journey we made across rugged terrain wasn’t easy,
lost in cold dark nights you found me, didn’t know how.
You became my second shadow faithfully following me
from the beginning of our time to the twilight hour now.
The mute introvert’s mind couldn’t express these words,
I write for you in verbose verse, the last and the only one.
You’d return at dusk from my sky to nest like other birds,
find my inscribed lone feather I’d leave when I’d be gone.
December 16, 2018
Categories:
fluidized, analogy, imagery, love,
Form: Rhyme