Stars on strings dangle.
The prance of a lovely angel,
Infatuates those who know,
She will go against your foe.
Curtains unveil new life,
A dreamy eclipse reflects a knife.
Dull metallics do show,
She will greet your foe.
Lights from the heavens rain,
Luminating a growing pain.
Darkening course veins flow,
She will adore your foe.
Crumbling walls ungulate
Destruction writes a fate,
A bruised demon doth crow.
She is your foe.
Categories:
infatuates, analogy, angel, betrayal, conflict,
Form: Ballad
Poems are flying within thy morning breeze
Becoming rhythm of heart poems are plying
Perhaps; I forget that-
I am not the alphabets of the poems
I am not the words of the poems
I am not the verses and rhymes of the poems
Here, in the pit of lushest pair lips
Thy letter infatuates me
Thy dancing dimension arrests me
Thy silent penning mood jails me
I forget-
The name of poems is not thy kisses
The name of poems is not my lust trace
Poems can fly
Poems can ply
Chattogram © Mahtab Bangalee
Categories:
infatuates, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Sky lives in divine illusion with no color
Floral colors of mind comes out around you
Crystal flow of the divine lute strings
Infatuates me in the lamp of love ripple
Rumination of dove in the thick dark lonely
Moonlight wanna sleep in the timed ferry-boat
Far flutist on the theme of spiritual intoxication
Seeking muses co-mate in vineyard of harmony
Wrinkles of breeze bathe me with your nimbus
Where I find the heart lute with you on the lotus
Let me eat, drink, dance, merry and be drunkard
Amid your devout melody let me die immortally
04.05.2020 Chattogram
Categories:
infatuates, life, love,
Form: Free verse
An aged pilgrim prostrating at the steps
of Potola Palace, to her piety I bow
My feelings long since forgotten now
A coroner speaks beside an unzipped body bag
talks of my sister's suicide with furrowed brow
My sorrows long since forgotten now
To the beggar man at the Colosseum missing
half his face, I make a giving vow
My hopes long since forgotten now
A lovely young lady infatuates me
she strikes me with a wow
My loves long since forgotten now
On a Cartagena street a pantless toddler
pleads for a dollar, his plight I disavow
My regrets long since forgotten now
The plaster medieval toy castle my dad made
in time forsaken or lost somehow
My things long since forgotten now
Indelible memories lost can again be found
In soulful dreams they may prove profound
Categories:
infatuates, dream, feelings, hope, lost,
Form: Rhyme
Shape of love she is
Fragrance infatuates all
In her virgin grace
-December 12, 2018 Chattogram
Categories:
infatuates, rose,
Form: Haiku
Said my eyes
Your picture has a vibe
that -
holds me,
rolls me,
rocks me,
tease me,
infatuates me,
indulges me,
hair raising and self touching .
Get your mind out of the gutter.
I am just talking about
touching my own arms, chest and yes my tummy.
I just love the tingling and trembling.
The rest can wait.
But the truth is I don't know how long
since my shameful mind lingers so much.
I am now walking, eating, sleeping, ,dreaming,
I mean everything with an image of a photograph's effect.
You are something girl.
just don't wait till I self destruct.
© Al. Juman The "said" Poet 7/3/2016
Categories:
infatuates, beauty, confusion, imagery, love,
Form: Free verse
My eyes - thee lids they are heavy
My mind then wanders and drifts away
I doze off truly inspired by sleep
I contemplate - I am of admiration
Now resting, I enjoy the stages
I see beauty in REM - I glance - I peak
Gardens overwhelm my life-
The power of the flower
The rose - it infatuates me
One by one - step by step - each budding bloom
I enter a field - I am mesmerized
And my senses - I smell a deep aroma
I am fully aware - I wake
I now walk the paths - as I stumble
And each door I open - I see flowers
Climbing rocks rest assured -
The beauty is with is with me
I captured it in a dream - brought it to reality
The sun cast its shadows - I proclaim
And every door - I knock I see opportunity
In my dreams - I create beauty
In life - i create obstacles - who is to blame?
I view a sunrise - I am gifted
And the heavenly stars I gaze at - I am lifted
I analyze my dream- I insinuate
This beauty I see in the flowers
And the rose - did bloom representing love
Think of the gardens and I walk a path indeed
In reality! The dream it forgot to cultivate the weed.
Categories:
infatuates, dream,
Form: Imagism
lies deeply in thy self conscious thought
that one's thinking could control
the souls matter allowing one's self
to be opened purely for the purpose
of being here thus not being judged
the excitement for another being
to yearn the pleasure of your passion
to be absorbed in a place that can't fit
your heart and mine so crowded thinking
crowded beliefs infatuates the soul
without touching how than do we
destroy the living environment of one's self
how than do we leave lessons unlearned
and at the same time be defeated
by the envy to know someone else's soul
herein the way we live the way we love
shall capture a none existing immortally
of terror a soul so blatantly covered in desire
and pain all of who we are comes before
the knowledge of Moses if we allow
one of us to have the word and freely
so unselfishly speak it
Categories:
infatuates, spiritual,
Form: Pastoral
All true logics be lifted of holy grail,,
When divisions of human skills,,
Become well versed of love skills,,
Dispersing density of human wills,,
Given to the infancy of holy grail,,
Human skills will be sovereign thrills.
All true wills be lifted of holy grail,,
For life’s Precept of infinite pride,,
Is in a son’s concept willingly crucified,,
Not in a son’s logic of concept that lied,,
But in concepts logic of precept mercy died,,
Not in the conceptions of himself relied.
All true logics be lifted of holy grail,,
O death concept where is thy sting,,
Draw the bow string of cupid’s fling,,
The very Precept of life is in everything,,
Toward heaven’s bevel, Agape’s thing,,
Fill up the cup, mount up on Eagle wings.
All true wills be lifted of holy grail,,
Precept faith is Agape of futuristic wings,,
Concepts’ futuristic flings, have no wings,,
The wings of flings are in imaginary things,,
As the insects of strife in humanoid’s life,,
Infatuates human passions by concept strife.
Selah
Categories:
infatuates, angst,
Form: Elegy
The majesty of starfish floated lithe,
her bedded eyes of sapphire and seaspray,
glanced a universe of promises,
mystery in all the subtle interplay.
All the subtle interplay beckoned,
teased of changing wishes and hooks,
inserted the tingle in the flesh,
her need in all the strata of her looks.
All the strata of her looks bedazzled
a sunbeam on the emerald bay,
bounced off the surface waves,
commensurate in all it's ricochet.
In all it's ricochet her echoed view
mesmeric as a child about to fall,
infatuates the sealing fate of love,
the eye perceived that she become my all.
Categories:
infatuates, happiness, life, love, nostalgia,
Form: Verse