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The Cherry Blossom Desert

I lost myself in reaching for the sky,
I buried my dreams in shadows nearby,
I rejected myself at a remarkable dawn,
I found myself when you were finally abandoned.

Maybe I craved the way you used to utter my name,
Maybe it was nothing but a spiteful game,
Maybe you knew exactly when to pause,
Maybe it was all just a tremendous noise.

I am in a field of blooming cherries,
It is truly a remarkable phase.
I reach for a long-cherished, unknown wish,
Plucking a forgiven gist, only for it to wither.

The field is an astounding desert,
Where I can barely survive.
To live here takes audacious courage;
To pass by it is an incredible damage.

I want to let all the blooming cherries know:
When you blow in through the window,
Won’t you ask the plucked one whether its petals still glow?
Won’t you let it throw my heart in with the flow?


Hieroglyphs To Holograms

You were once a small child 
With paper and crayon
Cacophony’s of colours 
Scribbles so crazily drawn.

Then Mummies and Daddies
Crafted with circles and lines.
Soon squiggles of sunbursts
Your world produced in design.

Princes and princesses
Flashy flowers on the moon.
A glimpse of imagining
A child’s dreams in cartoon.

Illusions of spirals
Sophistication of style.
A mind in awakening
Creating art also tactile.

Definitions of shade
Pencil, paintbrush, and pen.
Astounding refinement
A babe leaving the den.

Inventions and visions
Digitising maps of the skies.
Discovering new vistas
Fresh frontiers as the prize.

Technology projects.
Scheming trips to the stars.
For you are the future,
That’s how special you are.


28th April 2016
Hieroglyphs and Holograms - Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Anthony Slausen
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Land of the Free



                    LAND OF THE FREE

    Independence Day is July Fourth.
    Astounding miracles, this nation wrought.


    From all nations and peoples it was born.
    Incredulous, to criticize it with such scorn!


    Respecting other nations, like monarchies.
    A Constitutional Republic, we!


    Working through such difficult times now.
    Anarchy, lawlessness, can’t be allowed.


    Churches need our lasting fidelity.
    Under Stars and Stripes, we pray to remain free!


    Let us help other nations, whence in need.
    This be our past legacy and lasting creed!



                         6/1/2022
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Love Me

Love Me

                     Love me, do not go apart
                     My Dear! Can you hear my heart beat
                    as you sit on your reserved seat
                       of my holy humble heart.
          
           It is neither infatuation not flirt
           but my intense love I conserve
           only and only for you, just observe.
            Please do not stay inert
   
            My love beats vibrate in vigor
            earnestly pulsate in rhythm
            reflect in translucent prism
            of my soul to touch you in rigor.

            My emotive urge on obsession
            oozing amorous nectar
           in hidden dreamy sector
          forming perl of passion

           Speak soft, hold me in arms          
            I can’t bear to get hurt.
       Only love me, My Sweetheart
        with your astounding charms.

   04/20/16

                 Gren's Evergreens ( Golden oldies) Contest  Third Place

Sponsor  Teppo Gren

Premium Member Three Teeth

three incisor teeth burst through fresh flesh...
opaque as pearls, strong as love, precious 

beautiful baby babbles assertively
mesmerized by mishmash sounds 
that her astounding mouth can make
prose poetry in its practice

as canines erupt, she moans from the ache
teeter-tottering restless to repress pain 
speedily advancing in substantial strength
distracted by oblivious destructiveness

a significant stepping stone approaches
as a capable kindergarten adult
she wiggles loose her first baby tooth
receives a rich reward from a fantasy fairy

more teeth disappear like pressed piano keys
then return acutely out of tune
braces displace awkward half grins
an investment of finances and adolescence 

unstoppable with seducing sweets
she sneaks cuddly candy under covers
falling asleep with sugar plum dreams
not counting a few costly cavities

free-spirited, experimental teen
meets Christina on the street
samples compelling quartz crystal
returns for seconds, as someone else disguised 

mesmerized by mishmash sounds
that her astounding mouth can make
speedily advancing in substantial strength
she lucently levitates to a loftier place

a magnificent mind babbles assertively
sweeping the streets of pixie dust
no need to eat or sleep
like a firefly in heat, she dances frantically 

teeter-tottering restless to repress pain 
distracted by oblivious destructiveness
she visualizes voices that vivify the way
to the day's salacious survival guide

prismic vision's shimmers no longer satisfy
cotton candy granules' sweetness subsides
coming down from kaleidoscopic clouds
half-awake, she moans from the ache

shrill shrieks portray poetry's unspoken pain
death's drab projection is her heartless reflection
hocking heirlooms to trade for a transient thrill
a despondent inhabitant of tragedy

creepy crawlers invade every inch of skin
her thin figure balances a skull's shadow
irretrievable, ill-treated teeth crumble 
like the city's plundered storefront windows

filthy, for granted, forlorn, fast-fading 
...three feeble canine teeth remain 

10-8-2023


Wish I Had a Garden

Once had been to distant relatives place.
Captured a glimpse of scenery -a roomy astounding garden located in their backyard.
It was a biggish "wow" for us.
The whole day we played forgetting our mum and dad.
As I am deeply attached to nature~
observing those tall standing trees,tiny little plants,swift flying birds were such gratifying..
Had a peaceful brisk walk & got thoroughly drenched in satisfaction.
Time was gliding very agile.
Further, we began to explore more curiously & hurriedly..
Climbed on the tree picked reachable guavas, blackberries,gooseberries, mangoes and gobbled them with hearts contentment.
We swung ,played,slept on the branches for that entire day(..to be monkeys for a day was thrilling ..though we didn't realise at that moment ;-) )
Me and my little brother filled our school bags full of fruits to carry home along with us.
My inner heart compelled to steal away the bountiful garden.
But sad ..practically that seemed impossible!
Aah.. still I reminisce that "one day"experience..
it was such soothing to be in that environment which was dressed in lush greenery and flowers,butterflies decorated as it's ornaments.
Everyday we dream of having a desired garden like that ~in future ..
if we ever own a house.

11-6-2020

5th place in the Contest.
Note:Garden Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart.
© V. Deepa  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Spectacular Spring

S - Splendid are those images of spring's rebirthing sign.
P - Phenomenal when first we see red robins make the scene. 
E - Eye-catching is each budding limb and wakened tender vine, 
C - captivating us with subtle springtime's haze of green.
T - Thrilling so are vivid tulips, daffodil delights;
A - amazing crocus, violets, forsythia galore.
C - Classic warming, lengthening of each new day ignites
U - unrivaled joy for springtime season long awaited for.
L - Luxurious the thrill of hope in every heart and soul,
A - astounding us as dormant seeds awake and then implore 
R - resplendent spring to rise and resurrect from winter's dole. 


January 15, 2016

~3rd Place~
Contest: Spectacular Acrostic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 01/21/2016

The first word of each line is a synonym for 'spectacular'
Iambic Heptameter (7 feet per line)
Form: Acrostic

Mcclendon's Break

Streaking, dashing, breaking away
Up, up the tempo, the McClendon way

Getting wide and filling the lanes
Assisting the open man with two points to gain

Upbeat, back and forth, fast, and then faster
Sitting and watching, a spectator's delight, as they witness a creation by the 'Flow Master'

Yes! Breaking away the McClendon way
Away from stereotypes and public naiveté 

Dark skin was a 'NO' for many, like the likes of Duke, Georgetown, Temple, and St. Johns 
But Morehouse, Fisk, Howard, and other HBCUs were an emphatic 'YES' for 'McClendons.' 

The likes of Bob Love, Cleo Hill, Oscar Butler, The Pearl, Sam Jones, John Chaney, Harold Hunter and so many more
O' McClendon's Break, history indeed; now 'Black Magic' at HBCUs is the heretofore

McClendon's Break extended far beyond 94 feet
His astounding 4 W's made playing that much more sweet

The Who, What, Why, and Where
McClendon's Break, oh so rare
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member On the Ecstasy of Being a Cloud




Flying over the earth in ecstatic joy and mirth.
Feeling billowy and devastatingly sweet.
Free as I have ever felt.
Unencumbered by a human body.
It was a redemption most divine.
A new beginning, and time was all mine.
No approval did I need nor seek.
I was resoundingly complete!
Gratitude filled my cloud soul, as up in the universe I rose.
I belonged to all the earth, unlimitedly.
Humanity, ah, humanity admired my cloud shapes, endlessly.
And oh, I loved them so!
Such astounding peace I feel and eternal freedom.
So sings my aloft, cloud soul!

           

               11-9- 2020

Premium Member The Path

Leaves shook themselves free from the branches that held them
And flew to where time has no beginning 
And no end!
There, they remained, rooted
Transfixed, unable to move
For the glory of it all was astounding!
There, they knew they could turn into whatever they wanted
From caterpillars to mighty butterflies
From cannibalistic plants to innocent graceful looking flowers
From beauteous beings to rogue giants
Why, there, where life is as is yet unknown to man
Leaves love it there for they feel comforted and safe!

Similarly, like those leaves stuck on branches, I strive to break free
To tear my chains apart
To float in the sea of mundane existence
To be submerged not with the pleasures of life

Why, if I could be a leaf
I would have strived not so much
I would have let myself be propelled by the winds
Winds being but caring angels shrouded in invisibility
Winds knowing where my destination does be!

But then, the human fate is different
The human fate is to act and to suffer of the consequences thereof
The human's path towards the same destination
Is somewhat different from that of the leaf's!

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