Mango Poems - Poems about Mango

... All is not lost Memories buried in my bosom Are not yet dead ......Read the rest...

...Oh you know the type— the orchid woman a cosmopolitan who cosmo sips between snips of gist her charisma a starship —collides with your star-full eyes supernova for Casanova her pouty lips kn......Read the rest...

...Sri Lal A Fire Rises A fire rises in the pit of the gut— and I forget myself. At the grey langur’s door, I give up. I cut my hair, dance bare in the Bhadra rain. Who am I? I ask myself......Read the rest...

... I remember having gone to bed a little tired, And soon fell into a deep sleep. Night chill prickled my skin. I felt unusually light. Wasn’t sure what had come about, But was shocke......Read the rest...

...Mango Warm and sweet in the summertime Bright like the sunshine My starburst ... technicolor dreamboat fantasy Lapping up every trickle of ecstasy that runs down your skin Tantalizing the way yo......Read the rest...

...Days of Youth In the days of youth when hearts were bold, on tender feet, we danced with joy unbound. Brimming with hopes and dreams, we saw the world as a beautifully exciting playground......Read the rest...

...Quote: "“They have no idea what it is like to lose home at the risk of never finding home again, have your entire life split between two lands and become the bridge between two countries.” –unknown ......Read the rest...

...Fragrance night, spicy Breeze tangoes near tomorrow to green world stage raves Howling blues stir lilac dark Starlight, whistling in the park Clouds keep on drifting in times of vanis......Read the rest...

... Seasons like emotions fade away. Where poisonous rain once blistered susceptible surfaces, now sapphire skies showcase the saffron sun, silently soothing somber scars. Yesterday was a vacant......Read the rest...

... Oh, my heart has divine, samba-musical, dream treats, I sit here tapping in golden shod, tanned, perfumed feet. Unwilling to share my dreams, lest they from me, disappe......Read the rest...

...My Grandmother’s Baking Pans I remember peering through Nana’s broken window countless times on my way to St. Augustine’s Girls’ School in St. George. But that day felt different. As I watched the......Read the rest...

...Placed Second in : Sanctuary, Soft, Stir, Surreal Words Poetry Contest Sponsored by Constance La France "Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.” Rumi ......Read the rest...

...Fantasy 2-22-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Parade At midnight dawn my mind escapes parting the stars Making my way to a summerland torchlight parade Where grand marshal......Read the rest...

...a halfed loaf of unsliced bread. Use garlic spread and grill the both sidees golden brown. The morning prior I spent the day roasting a pork shoulder. Orange juice,lime juice, cumin, cooreande......Read the rest...

...Candid and fully exposed as the theatre’s light dims She stands poised, dauntless disciplined and statuesque A stance both stalwart and defiant yet supple are her limbs Mango hued flower, sh......Read the rest...