Nightingale Poems

Nightingale

At night
The voice of a nightingale could be heard.
A faraway!
A melancholic chord.

Nightingale' s song

 They promise peace, serenity...to all
      Everywhere masks ,masks, masks....
   The unending war against Him...
       We live in  an unjust  chaotic society......
O ,God i beseech you to fortify my soul
against the devilish society...
The wise sun never fades...

An ode to an Indian nightingale!

The Clown fish had brimming eyes, a montage flown back to
Jaflong , a memory lane

I wonder I felt overwhelmed, as if yesterday’s incomplete hard
and fast, rituals and alone

Over pouring overboard, ornate orange diva and monsoon rain and
Jaflong time and greeting say

Holistic a rueful an encapsulation, by the by a rare tracing cue
with a poetic erotica,

Nightingale and Roses

“Nightingale and Roses”

the heart burst open
like a canary cracks open its cage with a song
listening to the nightingale with roses
flying like a throatful soul escaping 
from somewhere deep within,
soaring out the cavern measureless to man,
that loaded chamber made of bone and skin,
to perch itself for a time upon your velvet tongue,
the notes escape now from

Florence Nightingale

Social reformist Florence Nightingale -
her many good deeds make for a fascinating tale.
Not only a nurse was she content to be.
An innovative statistician was she.

Nightingale

A midnight full of potential that lets me down without notice.
I've touched eternity without admission in hopes of a reprieve from a destiny that eluded me.
A shade of blue that masks suicide from within.
Love couldn't save her from herself. Love won't save me.
I purchased a romance that was out of my price range.
Destiny as it

The Nightingale and the Rose

Dear, there’s a folktale so I’ve heard.
It’s about a flower and a bird.
The story’s blossom is a rose,
The most beautiful mankind knows.

The star bird in this unknown tale
Is the melodious nightingale.
Who’d not cast this singer, given choice?
He has the most enchanting voice! 

Two halves make a poem of love -
The poet and the gal he

The Rose and the Nightingale

The most famous flower, the rose,
Sits on a stem, in a regal pose.
With scent and mien, God did endow 'er,
The rose, the most famous flower.

The nightingale, with the sweetest voice,
With ardor, serenades his choice.
He warbles an excitin' tale,
With the sweetest voice, the nightingale.
  
Their love story, never outshined -
Is the tale of these two, combined,
For you and

Another nightingale poem

Another nightingale song.
Always singing.
Always beautiful.
With its varied vibrant warblings.

Another nightingale song.
Always singing.
Attention seeking.
With its many inane ramblings.

Another nightingale song.
Another nightingale.
Another song.
Always.

Nightingale

The beckoning call of the Nightingale
Like the whistle of wind in a sail
Arrives on a spring days tail
And nestles like a cotton ball
Inside a trees hidden cloud 
The hatchlings are so loud
Bumblebees covered in a honey shroud
But never so happy parents will be
When the fledglings leave the tree
The Nightingale nest empty

song of the nightingale

Good deeds sinners do,
with a view to reach heaven,
bargain for a front row seat.


At an orphanage,
a donation is received;
the benefactor unknown.

Nightingale Daydream

Empty streets,
Naked trees,
Flowers,
Sighing,
In rhe chill autumn breeze,
With some gypsy ladies,
Dancing a salsa dance,
In a field of sunfliowers,
Surreal waves,
With windswept kisses,
Empty canvases,
And benches,
Waiting to be filled,
With hues and innovative styles,
A hymn hummed in a mango vineyard,
By an enchanting lady,
Tambourines and harmonicas,
Filling the cafes,
Miracle of beauty,
Miracle of you,
Miracle of rain in her damp hair,
Miracle of a poem

She Must of Been a Nightingale

She must of been,
A nightingale,
The way she sighs,
With a warmth,
Of,
mellifluous,
Waves,
That kisses,
Deeply,
the,
Love,
Within,
Your,
Soul
Reynaldo Casison

Miss Nightingale - Potd

In the flickering light of the lamp,
Despite the chilly night, air so damp,
She surveyed books so avidly read,
Studied the guidelines now in her head.
Time came: she departed for the war,
Sure she'd care for all those wounded sore.
Many followed as she left her stamp,
At night she'd be the lady with the lamp.

Birds

seaguls in the sea
   ~low expectatations to reach~
     easy life to live

eagles above clouds
    ~small eyes with a big vision~
                 catch life at first sight

     

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