Long Lilts Poems

Straight lines, sepia

The suppression of unwanted thoughts

Like time spent in sensory deprivation
Time spent in a droning room
Under sterile light hums, practically drooling

The vacuum of most moments
As standard as cinder blocks
Punctuated by things so washed out,...

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Unlike as in the West, there was no dating in our time. After a formal meeting before the family members, the boy and girl will be allowed sometime for a private talk. (that too only...

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all my senses ...

long to make sense ... of YOU
what greets my gaze is perfect imperfection
lines and curves and shapes and
colors and movements
mingled with sacred intent in sublime symmetry -
features that alone might be found...

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My love and all that was mine, is obliviosly wound in labyrinth subservient conditions for a sane love story yield
     My love and and all that was mine is tilled beneath...

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“Buy me a scarf” she said and curled her toes through snow to demonstrate the color of
numbness..

“Buy me a scarf and I'll wrap our memories around my neck, you can watch me smile in
storms as...

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Written: January 23, 2024
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Their melodious humming drifts
through the fragrant night air
carrying a sense of tranquility
In this enchanting universe
where dreams come true
A...

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I know he's been there

Somewhere in between the palm of my hand and the unwritten corners of last week...

I know he's seen me, tip-toeing over the shadows that felt misplaced in his mother's
hallway, the darkness...

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The morning calls hour
has come, as daily it does...
ahead of dawn -

The whistles, the chirps,
the lilts and caws
have come
and filled the empty air;
the air so empty all light has fallen out;
perhaps through the sieve of...

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~ Oh tender Heaven's Helix, ~

I wait for you on hilltop high!
The morning bulb has just awoke.
How shall you grace today's blue sky?

				The wind comes rushing fervently
				and marks the air with whistling rings.
				It brings forth...

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Written: January 17, 2024
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Delphic melodies on
elysian breeze
lustral chorales in...

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Written: January 12, 2024
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Their buzzing goes unabated
the cool air scent of lavender
in...

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I hear the words. In autumn's silent verse
lie anapestic wafts of falling leaves
with golden syllables both bright and terse,
the crimson pluck of summer as it grieves

its loss of verdant shimmer.  In the wake
of crisp...

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the paddy fields are ready to be harvested,
green crops sparkle freshened by clear early dew,
water lilts its way through channels time tested,
first of South Indian harvests, brings hopes new!

the time of the year that sees...

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She wakens with the rising sun,
emerging from night's sable net,
her body--cold and naked from
the silence of its silhouette.

Though barren from a wintry sleep,
the dawn recruits her once again,
restoring her cherubic bark
to sate the restless hearts...

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Out of the dark, a lambent, lovely day has dawned
In silvery brilliance the early morning is drowned
In the sapphire sky, the sun has appeared on his diurnal shift 
Over the firmament the vagrant clouds aimlessly...

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They say….
She comes,

When gusts of wind whistle and boom
And the boughs of trees shake and rattle
When the lilts of a doleful song
Come floating through the desert air
And waves on waves of enticing strain
Percolate through the...

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‘ The Highland Horse … Named Uisge Beatha’ ’

Hie’  Away, Hie’  Away
O’er Heather and Gorse
Strode A Magnificent Bay
The Highland Horse …

In the Cold Scottish – Air
On His Back, Kilt – Clad
By Loch and...

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Sobbing
Swallowed by the darkness
Praying for a light

Waiting
Waiting
And passing
And yearning

The moisture of the ground, the divots of age
A nasty crunching sound as I walk into the black
The wet crunch of my forehead meeting the wall
A wall...

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Listen: …
A Lullaby Lilts, Wafts In Wonders
Then Amplified to 10-Thousand-Thunders
Is It Holy Angelic Drummers
Heard in Heaven and Here-Under?...

Listen: …
Silken Stupendous, Shivery Strings
Trembling Bells and Tambourines
Someone Solemn – Surely Sings…
Consonance, In The Key of Kings…

Listen…
Its Note-Worthy,...

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Cars are the wind on the streets
semi-truck wheels shriek thunder,
rain shatters against stone and brick walls
on dusty roads, oak trees fence with twigs—
wushu wooden clatters.

Dreadful arrays of dryads
azure and amethyst gossamer haze,
sleek, silken strikes gist...

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Dear Friends , As a lover of pure Jazz , I had written this sincere tribute two years back ! 
Hope you will like it ? Thanks for reading !


MY TRIBUTE TO JAZZ MUSIC

I can...

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When the shadow of the Earth echoes across the night sky,
Listen to the wind while it wipes its hum dry.

An owl yells to the crescent of the peek-a-boo moon,
In a tree by a creek where...

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Zinnia…garland of evening; I
yield to such innocent blush;
xanthic as your  moonlight’s hue
winging along the  field’s  minty air--
vulnerable are those eyes that can
unleash a charm seen only by a few.
Time and again, a...

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SEHGUH ASIL

Both of us were very well fed by a flame
Each gaze made right what once seemed so wrong
You gave me a gift and I was never the same
It was the gift of lyrics, music...

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