Nard Poems - Poems about Nard

...Cerulean’s a vibrant hue that sounds so avant-garde; if it were an aroma, ‘twould be hanging out with nard. It’s found with fuchsia and chartreuse, out sampling IPAs, with amaranth and indigo, ......

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...Anytime she passes through trees another making it gardens. First meeting hurt her to imagine. She knows it's not right but she keeps him right. Loving him with all her might. Only for or him......

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...I hear your sweet song in the hum of birds Come to be mine to meet the stranded bards To revive life with the buds of nectar As Radhakrishna's heir come to nature For two eyes, your beauty is ......

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...My thoughts arrive in short, staccato bursts; the long lines never seem to want to flow. Macabre at best, generally, worse; uncertain, the direction they will go. Romantic phrasing seems a fore......

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...Come from the East, they tracked a star and gave a king their gold. Then leaving by another way, warned in a dream, foretold. Another sought him - Rachel weeps; she will not be consoled. Then fr......

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...The Dance of Salome Herod bellowed out the night's festive orders.. "Bring the torches, bring the tables.. more wine, that we may rejoice, for tonight we revel i......

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...The plaguing tictocs, of the grandfather clockProduces an electric current upon my skinAwakening cobwebs in my mind like a frockThe horrific......

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...“For other answer”, told, “ I cannot lean Than do it, because to honest question Must follow action, with no word between”. We dropped down the bridge with its progression Where following it is......

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...I compare you my love, to a mare among Pharoah's chariots Your cheeks are comely with ornaments. your neck with strings of jewels. We will make you ornaments of gold studded with silver. Whil......

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...Once, A Time, I Was Accused To Be Like A Siren of The Sea As Ones In Ulysses’ Odyssey but, No … That Was Not Me … Those Sirens, Lured To Death They Were Lethal Temptresses Like Myth of Cursed......

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...when I was a child I played on a baseball team and my name on my jersey to me was my greatest dream but as an adult I have now come to realize that my name on anything is to God not a prize your......

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...Listen to your lover as he comes, gazing in your windows, peering through the lattice, leaping across your mountains and bounding over your hills like a gazelle or young stag in your garden orcha......

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