Long Adieus Poems
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Sink your poisoned dragonfly wings in my chiffon atoms of smothered skin,
As I lay supine, along dusk's apathetic horizons, husky and hoaxed,
For, I'm a kin of blood-moon, gnawing at ivory moonstones and ocean's fins,
As a broken carmine harp, that blooms kohl-orchids from chartreuse stems, smoked,
If my fangs pierce through sun-sequined dawns, am I not grim reaper's broken ballerina?
As a wistful wildflower, I float in harbours of helium, weeping acidic dews,
Inhaling watercolor volcano's lifeless heartbeats, akin a frosted firebird,
Carving legends of medusa, on lilith's marble-canvas and mahogany adieus,
Rising as a seascape-myth on glossy shorelines, ebbing in onyx spirals, savoured,
If pine leaves strangle the trinkets of my throat, am I not a broken snowflake's last breath?
"I'm an orphan of poised Mars, swirling in solstitial meadows,
Of shipwrecked sonatas, saturating in igloo-hues of coiled shadows..."
"Bonjour, in the cocktail woods"
I see the waffled leaves of teal trees painting pink moon,
With diamond dahlia arcs, flowering an orchid boon
Sprinkling love of french perfumed spells and cocoa mystique,
Flickering in neon scented star seeds of rose-glossed antique
For, I'm the fragrant fluorescence of pure peace lilies,
Floating amidst dancing dove's glowing daisies
In a redolent riverbank, loving life like the sweet butter-sun,
Wandering in black forests, enveloping magic in red ribbons
Defrosting my white chocolate heart peeking through tinkles,
Singing beyond the glass petals of peony and snowdrop marvels;
Perhaps, plush strawberries too have starry scars,
On their silken ganache skin, bleached with calendula and mars
And my luscious butterscotch lips tremble at the blurry squeaks,
Ruffled by minty chills in my cherry-blushed cheeks
I search for addictive caffeine in gold-glazed dawns that bask,
Pouring nectarine reveries in lavender litchi hearts
Life's a bittersweet syrupy sea, coated with tangy rainbow hues,
Forlorn, this forbidden folklore is shaded with sycamore's adieus
They say, mocha pupils and vanilla haze of iris,
Can carve a melon hued watercolor portrait alive,
But I believe that the purest is never a sweet dessert survived,
In this delusional donut-shaped globe and tangerine beehive;
So, I shove my identity in Van Gogh's abstractly bejeweled canvas,
And let my caramel brown hair, gleam in golden hymns of aqua
Waving walnut "goodbyes" to velvet ochre sands and sapphire skies,
Forevermore, fluttering hummingbird's dreams in oscillating flamingo galaxies.
Why can’t you stay? Your pretty views
are skies’ cerulean and the blues
of sweet wild blooms that I can see
beneath a sun that shines for me
like lemon crests on cockatoos!
Watermelon and honeydews -
I savor flavors in chartreuse.
But lilac days, how soon they flee!
Why can’t you stay?
Your lavender of June imbues
my soul with joy. Bring no adieus!
Let coral sun gleam endlessly
on aquamarine of a sea
turned tangerine. Bright saffron hues -
Why can’t you stay?
Aug. 15, 2017 for Dale Gregory Cozart's Seasonal Color Contest
Professor Abdul Kalam the luminous brilliant star
I pay homage to you from here in Dar
Great brill scientist in the field of Aerospace
A noble man with an intellectual mien and grace
Aeronautics and more were his speciality wow!
He's referred to as India's best known nucleur Scientist.
An inventive mind has passed away now
Lets celebrate and commemorate a great catalyst
He did India proud and did a lot for her
All Indians who know him will concur
Elected as her great President as well
Sad now to bid him adieus and farewell
Yay, the Indian soil has now a brilliant hero in her bosom indeed
I adoringly salute this great man of my race and my creed.
When a scientist dies it is a great loss for us all
May God raise more like him after his inevitable fall
But he can now repose in heaven's lap
On earth though he has left a mighty gap.
God I believe, loves those who utilise His gift of brains
Meditation releases us from earthly fetters and chains
Science and learning works your mind ; the brain needs exercise too
So I thank God for scientists , for scientific minds
That help to illuminate and enlighten this world, for me and you.
I meet you from world wide web..
You and me shared: "hi's & hello's"..
Asking questions that pops out from our mind..
Answering without further adieus...
I did not mean to be close to you...
I did not mean to dream we could meet..
I did not mean to like you...
Even I did not mean to miss you..
Days, months has passed by...
I didn't have any glimpse of you...
All I have are liquid pictures of You...
Not on a hardcopy but embedded in me..
I wish we can sit, share a meal..
I wish we can personally talk, leading to a deal..
I wish we can do this, not only in wheels..
Rather through long hours waking real..
My friend, I might not have seen you..
I might not have been always with you..
but, take into your mind...
Unwritten it maybe, We always have that bond: "FRIENDSHIP"..
by: olive _eloi
22/09/2013
1:07pm
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As the sunset of life beckons me
in marmalade farewells, orange sherbet adieus,
I stroll in uneven footsteps,
not sure of the bridges I crossed
or those burned in the process
Alone I follow the polished pebbles
scattered along this lethargic path,
nary a word or whisper, only my thoughts
peering back on what was,
stumbling when your memory finds me
Dark tangerine hints touch the sky
for the day, this day, my life
shall soon disappear beyond the slumbering valley,
diminishing into a minute speck
hiding in plain sight where no one can see or care
I listen unsuccessfully for its sad melody
of fractured bar chords and minor notes
when I again feel you invading my soul,
reaching down from my heart,
the place you still reside
Inaudible tones offer I am sorry for the pain,
the weight I did not realize I carried,
collections of hurt in shiny bows and pretty paper
that sent you away from me,
as solitude now rains in gift-wrapped droplets
Softer my dampened steps move
towards that straight line illusion summoning,
darker still as minutes pass
for I know this end is mine alone
as the moon crests the horizon and I slowly fade away
For the Silence poetry contest
Sponsored by: Silent One