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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 ebony hair,
gliding with the lattice of its pleats
to girdle your swan neck supple,
the image still unfaded, I treasure.
Every night now at the moonrise,
on your smiling portrait on the wall,
I place a garland of this snow-white satin flower,
feel you return to embrace me with the fragrance
of your beloved flower, I adore.
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(The English name of Rajanigandha is Tuberose
which is a night-blooming flower)
March 11, 2021
Contest : I Remember
Sponsor : Malabika Ray Chaudhuri
Inspired by Glenn Hughes song "Why don't you stay"
The sparkling dawn veneers
my heart’s horizon with hues,
spreads the sunburst tinges
of my timeless yearning,
paints gold garden in heart’s canvas,
blooming with luster of my love,
unfurls the unfaded facsimile
of your astral floral face, I adore.
As the patina of radiant roses
flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with seraphic grandeur
of resplendent pearls of dew,
rhapsody radiates relentlessly
in mesmeric meadow of my mind.
Your remote heart becomes mine,
in the ether of euphoria, I float.
The moist meadow of my mind dries,
parched passion cloud doesn’t float.
Let your receding mystique shadow
enwrap my morose heart with hope.
My halcyon horizon will wait
for the southern wind to waft,
bring from the smoky sky of longing
your charismatic clouds to me.
With the surge of emotive rainstorm
my desire in deserted mind will blow.
In the vivacious vale of my heart,
configured by contours of your charm,
as I carve an ardent conduit
of earnest yearning to reach you,
the fervent cloud of my craving
melts in a torrent of emotion,
makes my lingering love for you
a cascading stream where I swim.
Flowing in the captivating current
of your magnetic attraction,
my possessed passion sails
to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your elfin image embroiders
the constellation of stars in my sky.
In my sanguine heart the stellar shine
of the enthralling sequins I preserve.
Wandering listless in wasteland
of the waning memory of longing,
my tear drops roll on dismal path,
I pave persistently anew for you.
I hear the enchanting echo of songs
you used to sing for mesmerized me.
You will never know how much
I miss you when you are gone.
Big Bang’s unfaded sound echoes in the universal core
In eternity the divine light transformed into matter
Material entities remember the hymn of yore
Resonating with the melody of the creator.
Everything born embeds the waves of primal sound
In all hearts it composes the music of the cosmos
With shared harmonic chord they’re all bound
From one celestial harp all the rhythms arose.
Life and nature create the classical symbiosis symphony
Oriental ‘ragas’ made melodic rain from melting cloud
Blazed the forest making dancing inferno in trees
Orphic hymns of rocks made the Greeks proud.
As strings of life’s essence play the music of genesis
In the heavenly ambiance of the perpetual beauty
Convivial man and animal transcend nemesis
They all listen to the song of infinity.
_________________
February 2, 2022
For Strand (1063) Contest
November 13, 2021
Title chosen : Of Infinity
Contest : This Or That, Vol 8
Sponsor : Edward Ibeh
A beach ball stuck in the rafters of the pool,
been there for many years in the oblivion cool.
It contains the breath of an unknown person,
in the blowing wind the spirit still lives on,
as the vestige of the gone lingers in the obscurity.
I’ve been in many places as an anonymous entity,
people have seen me but haven't known my identity.
On the instances of time I left the footprint
with relicts of fragmented me that still might glint,
although the owning light has disappeared.
In the twilight hour the shadows of my presence
I perceive enwrap the indelible essence
I left in those places where I never went back,
but they got etched in some mind’s track,
keeping them engraved unfaded.
If I meet some of them now passing me by
I’d like to ask who and what was I
in that moment of my life when our paths crossed,
when they got pieces of me on a forgotten day lost
that perpetuates in the time continuum.
I find happy people weave nostalgia tapestry
of the unforgotten with the threads of memory
as I do with strands of the past in times of retrospection,
stitching the pieces left to make the collage of the one
who existed there and then.
Unfaded colors of years enwrap you with grace,
like a leaf tinged by twilight you glow on birthday.
I float on reverie, encircling you on wings of zephyr,
I write this pulsating poem of heart just for you.
As we soak the glimmer of the emerald meadow,
you become the pristine patina of the dainty dawn.
Even in twilight hour the golden day doesn’t end,
for in my sky you’re the sanguine sun that never sets.
While the flowers wither in my autumn garden,
in you I see the blossoms of the everlasting spring,
where my yearning flitters like the beguiled butterfly
around your floral charisma that never wanes.
In the voyage across the tempestuous sea of life,
I don’t lose course sailing to the shore of longing.
I shall reach its silver beach lapped by waves of joy,
for you’re my alluring pole star that never strays.
In the desiccated desert over the dunes of despair
my satiated heart doesn’t chase the mirage of fervor,
for my soul has found the fountain of flowing bliss
in the delightful oasis that you’ve become for me.
September 4, 2021
Contest : A Poem To Your Spouse On His-Her Birthday
Sponsor : Funom Makama
In the twilight hour we are by the window
Open to the horizon hues
And to the brushing breeze,
See the sky shimmer with the last glow
Of the setting spent sun,
Its flickering flare floods your face
Now flushing with the touch of love
We brought this far together.
We haven’t counted the steps
But the footprints unfaded
I see deep within my mind
Yours beside mine
Pacing all the way together
Where we are now
Under the serene shade of still time.
The silver shine of the amorous moon
Sprayed blue sparkles through the window slit
Spreading mystique ecstasy on your eyes
Forming a deep azure sea
In which I swam across time,
Reached the distant shore filled with your scent
Where my first red rose touched your lilac lips
And we made demure dreams together.
The dreams drove us
Where we are now
Under the sensuous shadow of lingering love.
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Written : February 25, 2018.
Contest : 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 1
Sponsored by : Mark Toney
Captured, beautiful thoughts
indescribable, breathtaking
indelibly branded to mind
enduring, unfaded
carefree summer days
swimming the cobalt ocean wilderness
rainbow fish, bioluminescent
purple, pink, orange coral cays
shimmering crystal waters
invigorated youth
heart skipping beats
crushing on you, following around
tantalizing flames lick along
my mind as I think of before
to one perfect day, a smile
that easy going laugh
you were magnificent
lightning struck my cautious mind
in that moment, I knew
my life would change forever
you were the one
DIVINE-MOORING
Brouhaha filled, I am left with an obscure mind
Many things in life unfair I find
Berserk my soul went
Solitude fermented my present.....
Then, I was a gullible but had around a huge company...
For I silently agreed and blended in their symphony....
But as my voice I raised against their vices many
Was left with torn-relations like a marooned pony
I stand at crossroads yet which path to trace, no choice
Life turned labyrinth of animosity, revenge and strife
In the vicinity no help, no solace , no hospice
But with faith in heart, gathering courage I rise
With unfaded belief to solve this tohubohu I pray to Thee
Guiding light shone granting a divine mooring to me!
Fight, though alone, against malefic things if you see
For what wins always is righteous and erring have to flee
He is there up above to save us and fill our life with glee!
© Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015
"When words become unclear I shall focus with photographs.
When images become inadequate I shall be content with silence."
- Ansel Adams.
A photograph with you in collage I found in old album,
the treasured snapshots of moments of stilled time.
Against the faded backdrop you shined in bridal attire,
from behind the motif of flowers and jewelry glitter
your blushing face I saw sculptured in
the silence of memory...
Alongside you’re in a blooming orchid garden
of the valley of flowers in the Himalaya.
The gold of the morning sun on the Kanchanjangha
reflected on your flushing face, glistening still in
the silence of memory...
its patina still unfaded, captured in frame of time.
In the fused frame you’re on the golden beach,
the moist face webbed by ebon hair in mystic design,
lips tinted by the glow of wispy lilac cloud,
the pearls of broken waves lace your ivory feet,
bringing the transfixed joy of the azure sea to
the silence of memory...
September 21, 2019
Contest : Writing Challenge 2, September 2019 - The Photograph
Sponsor : Wiishkobi Ode
Everyone is intelligent
Of this, histories are reminiscent
You know something I don't
And I too have something to front
Then comes the flowery ideal of the idealist
To be straight-faced by the reality of the realist
And you wonder as you watch in mime
Whether you were born before or after your time
Some assert their point across
And soft spoken reason suffers loss
Some claim to be a voice for the voiceless
Claiming to air the point of the pointless
Some know how, others know what
Some have the world round and others flat
Some reside in the serenity of thought and deed
Others on the podiums of herald and creed
All these are the plenitude of God's Grace
Our striving comprehension is His Master ace
As we behold Him doing a new thing
One time a lifting shout, another a jingling ring
The greatest of a time may become a hazy memory
Or a legend commanding some unfaded glory
But all in all be not he that the enemy mildly sifts
When you hold back your ministration by your gifts.
K. Muitherero.