Long Rainbow Poems
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Stolen Sunlight From Moon's Surface
Stolen sunlight
ripped from the Moon’s surface
the blinding light of your soul sheers clean my reflective powers
you tore away the mirrors
I am left naked before your gaze
the clock down the hall that ticked so loudly for so many years stopped
instantly
on that day…
the day you opened your smile to my
eyelids…kissing them
shocked and appalled by your advance
(the leather chaps you once wore
you wear no more
and the chain saws stopped their incessant roar)
the leaves fell from the trees
snow blanketed my pain with white barren
questing waves of peace
I stole a sideways glance at your nose
The cut
so sharp of your chin
The absolute perfection of God’s creation
Your ear!
Your hands bent by pain
Looked like bird’s nests for me to rest in
And I was the shadow rainbow ‘of a thousand natives sprung
Sprawled wide and true across every single horizon
Born to the shore to eat !...In plenty the copious gifts of the sea
The fish swam to me and asked to be my feed
the grass sprung up beneath my feet
the clover begged me to rest a while in the daisy fertile fields
I was the crocus of spring !
The beckoning of a mother’s call for dinner!
I was the park where children play
The picnic spread wild and wondrous…and Strawberry rich
I was baked goods and coffee
I was laughter and drenching …drenching truest tears
All in the moment
the very moment
in which you ripped the sunlight off the moon’s surface and gave it to me
with your first quenching
wrenching smile
"he identified those who were more like him as friends
and looked at those who he found favor with to be kind to
those who were in complete opposition of how he felt a person should be present themselves he spoke of as potential opponents
he looked in a mirror and said those who shall be mine are my lovers
one asked what if those you wish to love might not want you in return
he said he'd labor and chore himself into being a devoted person.
he added there is always someone better looking, or more endowed, someone more special and someone who can better do something. she will when he does bla, bla!
what we are dealing with here are the right nows that might have more implication on those days of when these words will matter.
don't frustrate my existence with something you think is wiser than what's been done, and done right!
look at the rainbow after the rain, and stop pissing in the wind thinking something beautiful is gonna come from it, it ain't happening like that Friendalater, it ain't that type of party!
she wishes to have you speak bad, and he wants it to be you that say's bad things about him, man aint nobody in farts friend della, we got a future to make way for, the efforts of people today will pave the way for the superstars of tomorrow. A defeat is earned in respect to a loss, when he can be man enough to stand before those that speak of him as best, and say he put the Wowzer on me and I admit I lossed, that when I can deal with him, tha S$B said what happened in Venice was one sided, both reff's made liberal ten counts, and the inside man found his shoulders down for a five second stay, that's from the tape, i will find it in my heart to say, half way through he had me going, but like
a summer sun I risest to shine the chilly ways of winter away!
why?
cause I'm the Big Sky, and everybody who's somebody think I am the best!"
Kelp Seaworthy.. the Big Sky ladies and Gentlemen!
A small poem “Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love” wrote by Mrs. Madhavi.
“Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love”
Seating nearby valley side,
Astonished by seeing a nature's serene beauty.
Amidst Grassy hills,
zigzagically mounted on the stupefying homeland.
Pristine Water, Sliding from the highest peak,
Flowing in its own way,
Wondering about its challenging destiny.
Love the way you are.
I owe you for myself!!
Wind's whispered, Cheering in its ain way.
Chanting of music beats,
Recited with a soothing intonation.
Birds speaking eloquently..
Dazzling due to marvellous rainbow..
Love the way you are,
I owe you for myself!!
Amazing and enamoured environment aroused my emotions,
Feeling Shy to express.
Missing my dream person,my Mr.Adam.
Versatile persona where are you?
Come here and hug me.
Fuel me up with spirit.
Gift me a smile.
Until forever fades away, Endure me.
Love the way you are..
I owe you for myself!!
Finished dropping stones in water.
Gladly waiting for your arrival.
Testing patience is all enough now.
Wanted to feel the gist of love.
Desire to fulfil wish with pure heart and soul.
Auspicious moments provoking to capture
Love the way you are,
I owe you for myself
by Madhavi
Gabby Junior
He is created by God Who lives
Always appreciate life He gives
He populates this darling earth
And not for once forget you since birth
Though people make life's process painful...
To bear the task, He has been faithful.
Awesome God!
The earth you dear may cause pain,
As believed before it gives you gain.
Even at the expense of chance
Happiness dont live in trance
Never choose to become a rebel,
Anyone may snitch, chill like Abel.
Wonderful act!
No perfection human possess,
As everyone on earth do confess.
But in you reside rare qualities of great value
With many abilities to survive the blue
Dont wait, please don't wait for fulfilment
That would make you pale in its abandonment
Oh good fights!
After months/years of great discomfort,
You endure being to God a stalwart
Then comes the nature so caring,
And the years free of burden-bearing.
Bro your roles are great in number, Causing me to resist slumber.
Before daylight, you start the stir,
And many days, you settle to defer
Every moment is just sensational
Like how dew gets rain emotional
Thrilling treat!
God deposited in you; skills,
And in thy heart; His will to fulfill.
He gave you the courage to further,
And teach us to love each other.
Like rainbow dont have the best color
For each has contributed beauty being multicolor
Nice experience!
Join with me, say HAPPY BIRTHDAY GABBY
Who has never been seen snobby
Be you, dear brother well, sick, alive, or dead,
I will never let your memory fade.
Hallelujah!
Say thanks to God today
Keep Him forever in your head when you pray
Enjoy your day
And have fun your own way
Amen!
Someone please
Tell me
Where’s my rainbow
Since I’m living this storm
My heart’s full of joy
Yet my heart is also broken and torn
Love can be a wondrous thing
But it can also forever scorn
Falling in love with that someone
For which you have come to adore
You reach for them
In the middle of the night
Then you realize there not there
They never have and they maybe always out of your sight
Miles keep you separated from each other
Distance that you can’t seem to find a light
You close your eyes
And they are in your arms
Kissing your lips
You can’t resist their charms
This kind of love has to have been sent to you from above
You lay one another down
To make sweet passionate love
You stare deeply into their eyes
Completely lost and hypnotized
Then suddenly it comes as no surprise
That you’ve again gotten lost in your dream
Life thinks this is just a funny game
Or so it may seem
Will you ever get to hold them?
Will you ever be able to be?
Will you ever look in their eyes?
Will you ever be able to see?
Why can’t something just go easy?
When something this good feels so right to me
Love knows no boundaries
And boundaries can be overcome
But you have to wonder if they really will
And if they don’t then why had this love even begun
I’m daunted, tortured, and tormented all the time
Why does it always feel like
I’ve done some kind of damn crime
Why can’t love just let us be free?
And break down those walls
Let go of the boundaries
Please someone tell me
As I lay here broken joyous and torn
Where’s my rainbow
All I constantly see is my storm
I can travel on paper. Visit unknown places. Gift barren lands with lakes and rivers, the poor with gold and silver. I could run a marathon and
be the winner.
I can travel on paper. I'd finally go to London, meet the Queen. Discuss life with her and everything. I could fly to the moon and back in one day. Learn piano from Beethoven, and a sonata I'd play!
I can travel on paper. And leave this old, frail body behind, I'd run through fields, climb mountains. Pen the most perfect rainbow by day and the most beautiful stars in the sky by night.
I can travel on paper. I can go to a place and time when she loves me again and is mine. Yes, I'd pen the love I'd lost fully restored. Come to think of it, who could ask for more?
O’ rainbow, you’re no rain, no bow
But together rain and bow in hue
Seven colors side by side
Live a transient colorful life
The color of rain’s heart!
The color of bow’s heart!
O’ no shade is here,
No sky is there
With rain and bow together!
Merely over there a space is flying
Blueness in the heart of void is crying
I fly to that sky
But I do not find dye
Here is trap of my sight!
I fly to endless upper
But there is no trapper
Makes me reach the light
I fly and I find the rain
I fly, I find and I bow
All color I need to train
If I want to stay in row
This is row, row of God
In which lived greats a lot
To follow their belief and conscience
I make rainbow minds a dyeing sense
I fly and I touch cosmic dye
To leave transient rainbow eye
To the path of God I fly high
Cause this world is Satan’s spy
-October 29, 2018 Chattogram
full chromatic color
opening Dorothy’s door
from ceiling to floor —
the rainy season’s generous
a stunning rainbow or two.
captivating, the creature
who skitters about
in and out of crumbling
retaining walls,
running the mulch
like an obstacle course.
dandelions, a treasure
to be plucked and tucked
in my hands. a trivial bouquet
that my mind will savor
...forever.
a wise guy’s eyes,
small that they may be.
the mouthpiece
with missing teeth.
he points out the glittering street
and all the gold he can find.
i kiss the top of his auburn nest.
he’s growing up so fast!
6/9/2020
*Truly this is a compilation of two pairs
of boy’s eyes. The tender young
are so poetic of mind.
Some dogs call them master, but I always called mine ‘Dad”
I haven’t seen him in so long, perhaps I drove him mad
For when that car bumped into him and knocked him off his feet
Some people took my dad and left me standing in the street
I never saw him after that… was everything my fault
Did he wash his hands of me, I cannot bear that thought
They put me in a place with other dogs locked up in cages
I barked a lot at first but I was there for simply ages
It took a while but I accepted Dad had let me go
I guess I wasn’t up to scratch although I’ll never know
Then, one day a couple said, “We can’t leave him behind.”
And they were nice; alas, they weren’t the dad I hoped I’d find
I never would deny the gift of this my newfound home
Without my lovely humans I’d be caged or left to roam
I’ve never been ungrateful for the love they’ve shared with me
Yet every single time we walked, my dad I hoped to see
But that was many years ago and we’ve had fun and hugs
They even have my picture printed on their coffee mugs
These days our walks are shorter and although they’re still quite fun
My aging bones make walkies slow; I certainly can’t run
I sometimes see my people looking at me like they’re sad
I’m glad we’ve been there for each other… but I miss my dad
It’s strange that since I woke I seem to have new strength today
But now I see that other ’me’ which means I’m on my way
Before I was adopted Ron Rottweiler told me that -
When your time is done you’ll see yourself still on your mat
Your humans will be sad because you had to go away.
I always hoped I’d see my dad again before that day
In this new state I know much more than I had known before
I know that there’s a bridge to cross but I want something more
Before I cross to what comes next and set my spirit free
I want to find my dad so he’s the final thing I see
I know now where I lived and it’s a long, long way to go
But wait, I see my favourite toy and hear a voice I know…
I turn to see the rainbow bridge and yonder rainbow light
A figure stands in silhouette and yet an awesome sight
The figure walks towards me in its own familiar way
It reaches out its hand to me and then I hear ‘him’ say,
“I’ve waited all these seven years - the angels think me mad -
We’ll cross that bridge together for I’ve always been your dad.”
Not in the grandeur of regrets
Is satisfaction felt
In sinking heat of wet sunsets
Drunk on the penitent's dry wine
Spirits of Van Gogh left
In blues, anonymously signed
Frigid water was mine to row
Unseen at the flood's end
A black hole bringing a rainbow
Devoid of friend or tribe or peer
I found, in you, my home
And faith in love that outlasts fear
As isolation's bitter darks
Melted to your warm kiss
Hope opened like wings of monarchs
The heart that lives in you can see
Past these wounded walls to
Love the flawed soul that lives in me.
10/23/20
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