Laced Poems - Poems about Laced

There’s no council without wise old, Nor old that vouch dharma nor virtue, No virtue, truth would not uphold, Nor truth free from fraudulent hue! ______________________ Translation |20.10.2024|assembly, old, virtue, truth, trickery Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. This verse is taken from Mahabharata, Sabha Parva. Draupadi was molested in the royal court...

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The silver orb of the luminous full moon ascended, slithering silent on the satin slope of sapphire sky. Enticing cadence of the dancing sequins sensual pulsated through the aura of the argentine night. Rhapsody rolled on the waltzing waves of cerulean sea, performed in the ballet of floating flakes of the moon. Celestial charisma surged entranced with ethereal elan, flooded me...

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Summer wearily sighed then softly closed her door. For three months she lingered, and now she'd slumber while Fall lays a carpet of leaves upon the forest floor. Her swirling wind gathers them in abundant number, bronze, russet and crimson, all fringed in burnt umber. In a cloudless sky, the cry of migrating birds is heard, flying to a warmer climate...

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Mythica wishes me to curse her might she tell the tale of our troubles to find make script for the fools of Olympus. She then shall become pregant that the Gods of mortals shall see her troublings and have sympothy on her. Aphodiety might smile and whisper to him: unmounted she shall have favor. Speak ill of me and they shall gather...

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wisps of clouds drawn across blue skies celestial calligraphy gracefully etched i try to read the message AP: Honorable Mention 2022 Posted on October 27, 2022...

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A pilgrim's shoes are laced with faith if soled with doubt, nails fall out The journey requires not stick, but staff his offering ~ a tender calf...

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owl is perched up high the dark of night radiates its beauty though it came close to getting killed on my windshield i relish the owl's symbolism of nature two young deer feed on grass the brightness of the high beams spook the two does one of them rams the back passenger door of the car where said high beams dwell though...

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Deep inside are colors Laced with winter blue Lost about this madness Nothing less than you I remain misspoken Afraid of many things Without a trace of sadness Lost without a clue Mixed up in our emotions And trust enough to due Deep inside our colors Laced with winter blue...

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Now Autumn ————————- I can see beyond the open ivory curtains, the trees being blessed, dressed in the laced edges of this day’s dawn: a beauty-gift, a heaven-graced lift, a scene with a slight magic mist as if stars were still flaring in sight as in the mid-night, with their tails adorning veils over the trees from their silently descending trails, to cover...

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For Y'all to enjoy!!! Momma went trappin' till noon, fer Ring Neck Ducks ~ en a fishin' too, ...

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~ Sitting alone in a field laced with nevers that sunlight avoids as stars fade from view picking a clover of unlucky petals found on the edge of a soft summer hue Seeing a path leading up to tomorrow winding its way past the frown on my face different scenes for a mind that is empty in outlines of sadness that boundaries trace Echoes employ every decibel playing counting the measures as harmony...

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the words spoke clear and were defined in each and every different sylaball. trust me to never love you she said in the moments she allowed him to see her than my presence is wanted might they agree to meet! either in it's meaning, or pursuance of direction might the lesser confusion of knowing make you less eager to agree. collaborate to have him weirded that all beneath heaven shall hate him. in his...

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the moon hangs high in the spacious sky your chestnut hair looks lovely laced with silver....

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They fatten up the grazing cattle, roughly milking the goats and cows Shoveling the pigs their slop, throwing chicken feed to the hens walking about They do the grunt labor, always with their mind on the feast Puffing up people’s chest breast pride; making them feel real special like, like they’re Mary’s little lamb Then sardine march them to the slaughter house to get fleeced,...

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Glistening diamonds sparkle within a thousand star lights wrapped into one holding the highest space Oceans of the night you flicker bewitching charms upon the crest of each wave under the moonlight your royal gaze mesmerizes Reflections carried under intoxicating incandescent lights transfixed adoration crystallized inside your heavenly embrace where a spell unlocks feelings in a million thoughts...

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