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Thoughts of you
Every moment came thoughts of you,
Each breath inhaled a false ego,
You seemed avoiding me although,
I was drowning deeper in the blue !
Should I have spoken once to you,
Should I have held your hand and said,
How much I really had wanted you,
How much had I been longing for you !
Your smiling face appearing in front of me,
Whenever I opened my eyes would flee,
Your sweet words and charming voice,
Must have perfectly rhymed if hard had I tried !
Do you have a clue ?
Thoughts of you !
Through and through,
Thoughts of you !
Do you have a clue ?
Thoughts of you !
Through and through,
Thoughts of you !
Written November 28th, 2014
For contest I love Rock and roll by Kelly Deschler
Inspired by song 'Always on my mind' by Elvis Presley
A cat sharpening its claws -first premise.
Sweet nothings, he used as his promise;
First, Eve offered an apple, then Paris;
However, have no one to embarrass;
Suffering was added by playing darts:
His broken heart by Queen of hearts;
You did not know how much it hurts.
Some wear old fashion kilts or skirts.
Old patches are seen in clothes new;
Some use words explain their view;
More love may add wonders a few:
The lily is magically shining with dew.
So lovely eyes with gentle smiling hue,
Thy words-perfume and charming glue,
Sweet curds protect a frail, gentle soul;
Wind may blow, good eyes love may call.
BIRTH of PASSION
While in teen,
mind was clean.
Emotion got keen:
Easy to touch.
Old movie once,
oozing romance
of fine fragrance:
I chanced to watch.
Innocent heroine,
also in her teen
was sensing
her first love.
My desire arose
as blooming rose.
I wished to be close
like cooing dove.
Glorious melody
charming everybody
faced tragedy,
My passion overflowed.
Enjoyed with cheers.
Ended with tears.
My heart was pierced:
and seed of love was sowed.
09.29.16
Film: Roman Holiday
First Place
' All Yours (Jan 25 ) Contest by Brian Strand
Iguanas are falling from trees in Florida due to the cold weather. They are not dead, just very cold and they become immobile. I got this title from one television personality who called herself the Lizard Queen and who says she would be a lizard if she could. Reminds me of someone we on the Soup all know and love who presents many whimsical poems on nature and animals. This one is dedicated to Caren Krutsinger!
THE LIZARD QUEEN
Cold-blooded scales, fiery-hot, languishing,
As she dreamily falls harnessing the icy wind.
Dropping she recalls, and smiles feebly,
That she alone sits on the throne, this Lizard Queen.
All hail the pounding iguanas pummeling around her.
She’s not alone, this Queen who’s falling in the tropics.
Not all warm and cuddly but absolutely charming,
She meets her end for now - but not forever, subjects!
She will return and kick up scaley wonder, the living color
Of her world, kaleidoscopic and subject to her whim,
This Lizard Queen with slithering tongue, paintbrush in hand.
Yet she’s no match for the tropical blizzard demanding her attention.
1/22/2020
He went on a pleasant trip; he had a change of mind
He did not know swimming, not at all, you could find.
But he wanted to be, in the midst of the shining sea, out there, a hypnotic call.
The sea never takes anything mercilessly away
Returned the body days later, identified, they say.
The weather, then, was coloring the tree leaves in the most charming fall!
He had many, many friends, and he was a friendly soul indeed
Had a purpose of life figured out, only to the fullest creed
Though he was not there, life went on under green trees. Dense and tall.
He had a T-shirt on, he took some photographs with his friends
Nobody talks about those now; some talks turn in vain as life ends.
He was only a dead soul, not to be disturbed; and the silence was in utter thrall.
There were no rumors around him, and nothing was so striking, I can say
He had no special friend, but he could be a friend to all, definitely you may say.
I wish I could add more, to make it more colorful, befitting to the reader’s call!
Too many days passed by now, oblivion could be a more helpful, fitting word
Sometimes he is still remembered, in heavy hearts, silent prayers to the Lord
And perhaps a fathomless sea heard , as she is the most hedonist reader of all!
7-20-2019
Tri-Con Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Every mid nights I stay partially awake..
Haunted by schizophrenic nightmares,
Detached from conscience,
Convulsed by delusions..
"Serpentine spirit" swings me into unimaginable
adventures and tries paralysing me..
I heard a serpent would come
to prick us with venom only if we commit any sin..
But I haven't committed any..? i cogitate..!!
Then, later I verbally query before it could strike me..
To my astonishment I hear some charming music
behind the woods..
Someone comes to protect me
by attempting to rip the fangs of spirits..
While I observe them keen,
dancing to the music being heard..
I understand something..
The fierce movements performed are in fact
to defend themselves..
I intricately watch without taking off my eyes
as they hiss.. and hiss..and hiss..
After some time I voluntarily plunge myself
to wriggle &dance falling on the floor for the pitch and rhythm..
Deep down i perceive strange feelings,
Assuming to be connected with these magical spirits.
Goes on this rhythmic cavort..
as I dwell and sway in the hallucinations untill dawn..
I would call this to be supramundane..
which exquisitely flourishes in my daily nights.
31-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Third place in the Contest.
Note: Spirit animal poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart.
Like the charming Ancient Sirens Your POEMS, YOUR words, beckoning my
mind.
Listening to the Whispers each letter foretells, searching YOUR meaning: I’m
Blind.
I read YOUR POEMS, YOUR words, I see YOUR, MIND, SOUL : YOUR HEART.
I love YOUR SMILES, I bear the Frowns, up with YOUR UPS: down with your
downs.
YOUR POEMS, YOUR WORDS, a Delicate, Intricate, Exquisite : WEB of ART.
YOUR WORDS : Subtle at times, ALWAYS INSPIRATIONAL, ALWAYS
HEARTFELT.
Seeing YOUR SMILES, Penning their way, down the Paper Pathway of
ETERNITY.
SMILES, Blazing a trail through the ERAS of HISTORY. ALWAYS a Part of
POSTERITY.
POETESS, Expressing THEIR FEELING : FOR ALL THE WORLD TO READ.
Why do moms change, when girls grow up?
New set of rules!
Never ending do’s and don’ts!
Teaching, preaching, gazing,
Its damn irritating!
But let me tell you, dude!
If you really know your mom,
You will surely find her super cute!!
Sharing with you, a funny docket.
Surprisingly, found it in my pocket!
Huh…..Lol! How high, she thinks of me!
She’s looking for my perfect soul!
Is that an order for me or my indirect extol?
Will read it out for you.
Let me too get the right cue!
Promise me! You won’t roll in the aisles!
Hey! Come on now, stop that smile!
Ohooooo! Now, this is to prevent me from infatuations!
She is just toooo prepared for such situations!
What a cute comedy!
She needs a whizzkid, a prodigy.
He should be a xue Ba.
Besides being naughty and sporty.
Blessed with high IQ and EQ.
His eyes should be blue, in fact green would do.
Height shall not be less than six point two.
Fair! Umm rather peaches-and-cream complexion.
A brawny and willowy,
Not a bad connexion!
She needs a perfect charming statuesque.
Ah! What a critique!
She has fixed such standards,
Signifies how much I am being pampered!
Such moments are delightful treasure!
Love me Mom, like this forever!
The striking actress
Vivien Leigh played the role
of Scarlett in, "Gone With The Wind".
The Southern belle fell in love with Rhett,
who had a set of charming blue eyes that captured
her heart burning with passion and love: like her red dress!
In the heart-wrenching scene on a barren hill,
over-looking the luxurious mansion, we see furious Scarlett
vowing herself to never go angry again and not to live in poverty;
and we hear her loud voice thundering amid cannons' blasts, as she
pleads her promise with vengeance staring at the orange-colored sunset!
And from that war, which brought much destruction to the South, a great nation rose!
Walk in woods enriching and serene
Draws gratitude quieting garrulous mind
Tranquil forests of breathtaking peaks
Whisper softly building profound links
Soaring trees of Oaks, Conifers and Ponderosa Pines
Form deep rooted networks in robust mountain brims
Sweet bonding and affection of charming mallard pair
Teaches true admiration and persistent care
Meandering streams of small dazzling cascades
Hum cheery tunes flowing through rocky beds
Fallen scattered countless pine needles
Form soft, cushioned carpet for elated ramblers
Cool breezes of fresh whistling wind
Blow newness carrying soothing feeling
Tumbled trees and twigs of many kinds
Show synchronous blending of death and life
Piles of shrunken crinkly dropped leaves
Feed trees and shrubs nourishing meals
Tapping of Acorn woodpecker on oak tree
Breaks silence showing power of tenacity
Dancing butterflies in wild flower fields
Propagate growth of new survives
Playful dog’s innocent, bouncy frisks
Bring harmony to body, soul and mind
In mysteries of mountains, woods, and water
Mind gets lost and soul is awaken
Enchanting landscape of loving Mother Earth
Breeds profound grace showing interdependent world…