old horn
new age begins
hands turn the cycle back
as men to old tribes is inclined
the bright new iron, the axe, the helmet
those swords of yesterday arise
weary world turns again
to a past world’s
old horn
03/09/13
By Tahera Mannan
For Nette’s Just Nine Lines contest, visual 2
The silent wind from the realm of the storm
Went gliding by through the lonely night
Collecting scattered pieces of dreams
A sensual flower it espied
Dancing in circles around it crept
To whisper a sweet kiss on the petal’s neck
Gently caressing the dew wet shine
As red mingled into orange
A fire rose from within
Embracing the sweetness of the nectar
Quenching its thirst, worshiping her soul
When the golden rays touched the clouds
The scarlet flower opened to the world
Mesmerizing, mystical bloom
The wind rose above her with delight
The perfume of crushed sensuality filling the garden
By- Tahera Mannan
20/8/13
For Nette’s Softly Sensual” contest
A bright painted fawn she choose
Face aglow, roses lightening dawn
The reds, the yellows and the blues
On the bright painted fawn
All around the spirals and bon bon
Frilly frocks and bright red shoes
Streets lined with dew filled lawn
The carnival in all its hues
Eyes closed mind in a swoon
She laughed her pain, a perfect ruse
On the bright painted fawn
08/08/13
By- Tahera Mannan
For Nette’s ‘Carousel in Roundel’ contest.
A is for Aster dancing in the wind
B is for Begonia as many as you can find
C is for Cornflower adorning a maiden’s hair
D is for Dandelion waving in the air
E is for English Daisy shining silver along the brook
F is for Fairy Wings kept in granny’s book
G is for Geranium in our pretty garden
H is for Hollyhock atop the Afghan’s turban
I is for Impatiens a carpet beneath the tree
J is for Jewelweed visited by the bee
K is for Kalimeris white as the snow
L is for Lily that in the church glow
M is for Marigold all over the hills
N is for Naranjilla without any frills
O is for Orchids that the pretty lady got
P is for Pansy drawn on the riverside yacht
Q is for Quail bush bright in the summer sun
R is for red rose in the senora’s bun
S is for Sunflower thousands in the field
T is for Tailflower out of its shield
U is for Uncarina deep in Madagascar
V is for Verbascum shaped like a star
W is for Wisteria soft as satin dress
X is for Xyris which grows without a fuss
Y is for yew fresh as spring dew
Z is for Zinnia that once in the yard grew
These flashes of colours in our everyday life
Gives meaning to that endless strife
1/03/13
By- Tahera Mannan
I sent you some petals in a letter
Oh let them fly away
Hear them sing of my love
As they caress the gentle wind
See them dance above your head
Heady with love they carry
Taste the sweetness from them
As they kiss your lips
Smell their erotic perfume
As they glide across the gale
Oh feel, feel the love in your heart
As my petals swirl in the wind.
16/01/13
By Tahera Mannan
The water tinkled down
My memory lane
Sweet was the sound of pain
As I gently remembered her face
Moving along the rim
The angel softly touched
My heart strings one by one
As emotions danced their
Rawness away, glowing
In the afterthought of achievement
Weak fountains sprung thru the sinews
Awakening the darkening desires
The flowers sighed and fell
Before her teary grave
As passion held in its arms
An empty mind, an empty body
19-11-12
By Tahera Mannan
For Nette’s SYNESTHESIA : INNER BODY MOVEMENT
The winter Queen has arrived
Silent and soft and slow and divine
Slowly thru icy breath she whispers
As her silver garments open wide
Miracles appear swirling free
As tiny angels dancing above
Softly drifting to the ground
On the wall and rooftops
Window ledges and branches bare
Tiny crystal flowers bloom
As she spreads her blanket around
Tinkling and glittering they enter
Frigid human lonely hearts
And like wild butterflies
The warmth flutter again
As each flake a beautiful dream weave
In the white tapestry of life
08/11/12
By Tahera Mannan
embers
or fallen stars
glowing within
dead yet very alive
beholder of memories
departed
ashes
behind the hearth
a constant ache
sunlight silently trapped
amongst the living flames
come awake
By Tahera Mannan
30/10/2012
For Nette’s VIEWS FROM A VIGNETTE contest
We worked in and worked out
She knelt down in silent prayer
Our bodies shaped without doubt
Unable to see the pain so rare
We danced and we sang songs
She gave the best of herself to all
We watched her smile a mile long
Unable to see the fear lurking on the wall
And as we soared and ate gala feast
She kept a vigil by the window sill
The disease ate her like a starved beast
Alone she took the chemo, the pain and the pill
We fought and watched each other’s back
She went thru some searing days
The angels watched her every track
They were with her all the way
Sad and disturbed and neglected we felt
She showed miracles with a smiling face
With strength and hope and confidence
She ran ahead of us in this life’s race
Dedicated to the most wonderful woman I’ve ever known, my spiritual mother, (AM), who had breast cancer and she survived and is well.
27/10/2012
By Tahera Mannan
Green and golden vibrantly shines
on soft red lines
as summer dew
is gentle blue
The hues of the peacock feather
in all weather
fills one with love
in gentle cove
Silver blessings fall from above
labour of love
feathers unfold
a bird of gold
10/10/12
By- Tahera Mannan
Contest- Just A Minute!
The dewy morning’s pink dawn
When the doe with her new born fawn
Steps out of the glen
Dancing to the song of the wren
Then angel dust is seen
When the baby girl in her sweet sleep
Smiles with pretty dimples so deep
Fills tenderness in the mother’s eyes
As she wistfully looks at the skies
Then angel dust is seen
When the old lady around the corner
Warms her hands on the tin burner
And a passerby around her gently places
A warm shawl with soft laces
Then angel dust is seen
When life becomes hard and dark
There are no new songs from the lark
Trials and heartbreak knock at the door
And every day is a heavy chore
Then angel dust is seen
It whispers softly with the breeze
And settles on those weak and dry trees
Magic gently plays on the heart strings
A harbinger of gentle springs
Angel dust is seen
09/10/12
By- Tahera Mannan
I gift you this unicorn
Beautiful and wild
He’ll carry you around snowy clouds
Where angels sing lullabies
You’ll drink the morning’s virgin dew
When the dawn star flames in the sky
He’ll glitter and dance and prance
And bring lilies for your feet
Beauty, purity, mystery and magic
He’ll take you to eternity
And when night shadows, dark and deep
He’ll curl beside you in protective sleep
By -Tahera Mannan
Dedicated to one of the greatest poets I’ve ever known, PD.
A very Happy Birthday PD.
Dusk settled on light green trees
Timid mongoose peeped
Padded feet in the alley
Cool breeze thru leaves seeped
It started to feast
On old canned fish and stale meat
Stars twinkles in east
27/9/12
BY-Tahera Mannan
Contest- Wonder Of Dusk In Seguidilla
Tahera
Wife, mother, daughter, teacher
Daughter of Sajjad and Nusrat
Lover of Moiz, flowers and chocolates
Who feels love, pain and gratitude
Who fears failure, snakes and tall buildings
Who would like to see Venice, Italy and Australia
Resident of Nagpur, India
Mannan
Your birthday in knocking on the door
Time to air some candles out
You need a new one today
Well that’s no cause to pout
Be sure to thank the Lord each day
To give you enough strength
To blow that new one out
Happy Birthday!!!!
By- Tahera Mannan
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