Flower Free Verse Poems

The outside world makes me sick, suffocates me, dissolves my essence beneath my own skin,
Home seems like a distant illusion, reality—a thin veil ready to...

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Pick me the single garden weed
Who wants to be a lovely flower
If allowed to grow and be empowered 
By loves sweet lavender fragrance 
Inhale and...

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Red bracelet 
My mother went to ganga 
And bring some gifts
Some gifts for my sister 
Some for my brother 
Some for my daughter.
And one red...

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Red bracelet 
My mother went to ganga 
And bring some gifts
Some gifts for my sister 
Some for my brother 
Some for my daughter.
And one red...

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Red bracelet 
My mother went to ganga 
And bring some gifts
Some gifts for my sister 
Some for my brother 
Some for my daughter.
And one red...

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Red bracelet 
My mother went to ganga 
And bring some gifts
Some gifts for my sister 
Some for my brother 
Some for my daughter.
And one red...

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Red bracelet 
My mother went to ganga 
And bring some gifts
Some gifts for my sister 
Some for my brother 
Some for my daughter.
And one red...

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Sometimes, people
Are like jasmine
Whenever you give
A longing breath
Its fragrance heals
Miss them by heart
No matter how much
I tried to erase
Deep in my heart
The memory lingers
Specially the...

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I'm walking the dog and when I stop
     I get bathed in sunshine
   it's the warmth of before
 ...

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"My dear fairy, for whom do you wait,
that time patina green your copper hair so it may match that door?”
Though I knew, t’was you, dear...

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A cool damp spring day
Jonquils shivered
Dandelions danced dizzily
Swaying slowly in a chill wind
Sensually strutting their stuff
Unashamedly celebrating their weedness
Bowing to the jeering crowd
The glow of...

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    ~ Nature is not an unlimited resource - the bill will come one day ~
      ...

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Callimachus English translations

For Gail White

To the Cup-Bearer
by Callimachus
translation by Michael R. Burch

Decant the wine then toast "To Diokles!" Nor does the beautiful boy Achelous touch...

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The seduction of a feel,
Of a flower,
Of deep night.
When
I think of catching the spirit,
Of the
Night.
Over there
On the
Palm
Over the stairs.
If i could catch
That
Slump
Into a gaze.
Encryption
And
Put it...

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Ignorance is a rhyme without a soul, an art fading into slow oblivion,
like fallen tulips swirling through captive rays of a weary sun,
amidst hot sighs...

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