Long Anklet Poems

I love Spectacled
I love Spectacled
And Merry Christmas
And Merry Christmas
December is the month
You have eyes Nagina
one for the sake of your appearance
Winter is the heart of discomfort everyday Titurta
That's why you see Para- Begahe
Inexplicably the right...

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Often, through this clouded day, she steps into my thoughts
A cold , foggy breeze runs through the meadow, and chills
Often, through this clouded day, she steps into my thoughts
A Cold , foggy breeze runs through...

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Were you even supposed to return here? 
It feels like you should be noticeably 
different, even if just slightly, improved—
a worm seeking escape from a hooked fate, 
its visible squirm an apology for not bringing...

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The springs wind used to cry in the vacant field.
The passers by used to shed their tears, in the mean time the leaves of the trees started to mourn themselves.
The two bulls were used to...

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II

for Thodti trailing barefeet his dried coconut-stick broom on cracked macadam
in the gutter festering oozing fresh month-old drying turds urine remains of fed-up banana-leaves skins withered jasmine garlands drained motor-oil from scooter-taxis overfed flies lean...

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Vasava – An untold story                              ...

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The Feather of Love:
I aired a stray feather to see it flying;
I gazed it flowing in the wind;
I loved its whitish tone;
I loved the natural print upon.
I don’t know how it managed to come back,
How...

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"The Queen's Slippers - Part 2"




There goes my heart
with bags packed
no turning back
or final wave
seated hooded next to huntsman
innocent, gauche, temperamental
There will come a time
to save,
but save oneself
on this dark road,
one must -
There will come...

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I thought poetry is
-name of Mesopotamia which was the first civilization to emerge in human history
-ancient cave peoples surviving life struggle 

I thought poetry is
-an immortal love story of Yousuf- Zulekha, Shirin-Farhad, Laila-Majnu or Romeo-Juliet
-a...

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The She General
Arabic Poem By: Fayez Al-Haddad
Translation into English By:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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I beg your passion, O General of Love!
Grant me leave to say
Some of the divine revelation of love,
Though I don’t know but the...

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Piercing my heart:

Her nose-pin twinkles at me,
Her lip-ring smiles at me,
Her dark eyes make me lust,
Leaving everything like rust.
Her cheek-piercings make fake dimples,
Fake eyelashes arise ripples,
Inside my heart.
She is a prostitute from Havana,
I first met...

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Gardener
    Jinnatul Hossain Tanim

Do I know the goal of the flower garden?
  The thorn forest flowers are torn and the blame is pressed.
  
Goalini of Kanur Ghat is in the...

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I watch
as you seek the breathing dragon 
with a heart of love.
Loneliness drives your images 
While your heart craves connection.

You pass 
letters of lonliness 
to the universe 
hoping for mercy.
You lost 
yourself 
somewhere in an...

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Great Beginning of Real Love:(Poem).
There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved. 
Love yourself.
Believe in your own decent personality.
Believe on your own choice. 
Being deeply loved by someone gives you...

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I am a woven thread of red, white and yellow,
I make hundred emotions mellow,
I transcend your walk into a flight of swallow,
With chimes, I fulfill nature’s hollow.
 I am a woven thread with possible decors,
You...

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  first things first 
         this is not
  for everyone you have  
          to have...

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(1)

Here she comes with music on her feet !
She moves like restless wind, yet so sweet!

She will talk to your heart, straight and true,
Sometimes lightly, sometimes deep ocean blue!

Can you guess who is it?
Oh! Sorry...

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      BELLS. RINGING 

                       Bells to alert !...

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There were liberal field, golden paddy, mild touch of south breeze
And there were you, your beautiful smiles with opening mind

There were jackfruit, plum, mango, palm, and betel-nut trees on the bank of the pond.
And there...

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FROM  INDOLENCE  TO  ACTION

         Dear ! Me turning deaf dizzy.
        Drowning deep being drowsy.
   ...

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Love was her name, her eyes the color of the ocean,
At only sixteen, she didn’t have the slightest notion,
Of what lay in store, what was the excitement?
The strange smiles, head nods and commotion.

Her parents sat...

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I  am The Now
Now and Now

Catch me 

Witness the fireworks erupt
In a multitude of shooting stars 
I see you tighten your grip on that wine glass
Drop it
Hear it shatter 
I am that.

Lover,
I sprang from...

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*

the
watchful eyes
of full moon
flickers  again, * 
an alchemy of cicada nights
humming a  mantra like a pastoral symphony
-- -as if in a twirl of primal energy ---  flock of 
herons,
band of cattle, and...

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Carolers sing in front of a garland draped door
In scarf and boot turn, spill grog into snow pour.

Approaching our porch with, “Come ye faithful”
Open the door and come, let’s adore the merciful.

To the smell of...

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Streets jumps from
The blind, deaf and dumb night
To the dutiful activeness.
The eyes of the street
Opens to the crowd
As the blossom
Unfurl its petals to the beetles.

The street, 
All throughout its life, 
Clings its eyes to the...

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