Long Tuberose Poems

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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there is no ending of words 

is there anything that may be called 
the end-word 

let the words make questions 
let the words give replies 
let the words shout
let them battle among themselves 

i can’t...

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For the woman the world had turned a huge and restless black night 
The trees of mango stood at her window looking like black skeletons
Though the time was for the flowers to be in its...

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If lovers of lovers had a story self-reflect would look upon a river and share old wise tells 
Would it perhaps be nacrracsitic or shallow 
Or knee deep to jump in 
Idealism or fantasy I...

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An open street, an empty night, a slight hum of the wind.
Yet darling is cluttered, and jumbled, and feeling fractured deep within.
The eyes gaze with a smile but turn away with a frown
Such an eloquent...

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Island Spirit

Palm trees are swaying island style
Within the gentle trade wind's flow,
As Egrets glide on salty air—
Then land where verdant grasses grow.
Breathe in sweet scents of tuberose
And let fine mist caress your face,
Dive deep into...

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Looked at the outside of steel window
Around in the dark, awesome feelings into the mid-night air
What the news was brought in the feelings!

Eyes of the orphan cat was flaming on the corridor.

Waiting for the light...

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Far away from our little village
In the middle of green paddy field
On the small mound the banyan tree was
Beneath calm and sweet shadow of green leaves
On the lap of this old giant tree
You and I...

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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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Dawn slowly awakened to supplant the moon
Empty, the canopy where stars had been strewn
   In repose, Luna slept after wandering velvet skies
   and spider webs shimmered in the flight of sunrise
...

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O darling 
Look at me,
from my youthful sense
I make a garden
where I planted many flowers 
cause, I knew that-
by this garden 
you would go to your school, college, neighbor
and you would come back to your...

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The wind is blowing up gently
To float the hair of the evening primrose           
It is going to dust the clouds off slightly
Making the sunset more...

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Lullaby 

Moonbow cradle songs
Sing through sheer corona mists
In grace notes of acapella hues
While golden lunar lentos
Of twilight lunar rainbows,
Crowning Luna’s full face,
Arch with andante’s touch
Like a wrinkle in reality
In haunting flutters on the wind song
Drifting...

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Afar off as Luna disturbs the briny sea air, its pallid 
lips farewell kiss of former throne fairs to absence. 
Heir apparent solace a crown restored as its Hymn 
privilege rejuvenates Sol's nurtured Hawaiian Isles.

As...

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Sunlight or Moonlight - Moonlight on Meadows chosen title 8-21-24
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Moonlight on Meadows

Moonlight lays with meadows 
  Splashing auroras of platinum mist
   On midnight
 As lupine enters Luna’s corona
  Dressed in veils...

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Perfumed Garden

Twilight calls in soft floral amber lights,
Delicate in the scent of memory,
To fragile bowers of fragrant delights -
Saffron smiles wrapped in scented mystery.

Sinuous silk plumerias of myrrh
‘Twine satin fingertips ‘neath musky mantles 
When gossamer...

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o' this spring lives in this lane
and coming with enchanting heart,
here Jessamine flowers is cradling
peaceful conch-shell is calling the god of roses
fragrance of tuberose is chasing after beloved chignon
it’s the path of petals, of fragrances,...

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Wounds and stars in a bowl
Both have to be taken
Emerging from dream soul
Linger on when waken

Sticks of gladioli
Crimson flower vases
Reddened green stimuli
Windows in rose blushes

A beggar on your road
A song in his guitar
Turns into a...

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Please, don't put me in a nightmare.
I want to live in the open-minded temple of your heart.

I have seen the full expression of your love.
In the petals of sunflowers, marigolds, and dahlias that are wet...

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With sweet incline her ear is on dawn's arrival 
even if night reigns by day, she has no rival
only the morning contains her birthing vine 
Her ear is on dawn's arrival with sweet incline'

Dolce Amor...

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As the monsoon arrived with drizzle,
Fumed the long awaited scent of soil, 
Embarked longing romance in living soil element, 
I stepped out with dream, 
To walk holding your hand, 
Into the dreams of new life...

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I am a writer who cannot help but write    		
from early dawn to dusk I think and jot 	
each and every word is pure delight       ...

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In the backyard garden
I grew a mélange of flowers,
but the one that bloomed with gleam 
beneath the shower of moonbeam,
you cherished the most, I remember. 

Your favorite flower, Rajanigandha, 
you wore in curls around your...

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Best Romantic Poem 12/13/24
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Perfumed Romantic Bower

Twilight calls me with a soft amber light,
Into delicate scents of memory,
To a fragile bower of fragrant nights
Your saffron smile, a perfumed mystery.

Through gossamer hues of incense demur,
Fantasies flutter like...

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I unlatched the window facing the Ivy frontage
The two trellis shutters went to play with the lights
The crimson waves of your full barrage
Inviting me to the velvet hilly heights

Brenda Chiri looked from the far west
Relaxed...

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