perched on a gum tree
kingfisher ogles the worms
lunch invitation
11.18.22
submitted to Brian Stands, Haiku Footle Tanka contest
Categories:
ogles, bird, nature,
Form: Haiku
The country is changing is what they say,
But does the outlook of people actually count?
Still, that old stereotypical mindset is what they display,
Letting the entire mankind down.
One steps out, and there they are, umpteen scanning eyes,
Golden highlights, ripped jeans, short skirt is what catches their sight,
A new way discovered by the crowd to characterize,
Having no one around to tell that everything's alright.
Wardrobe malfunction is the next new crime,
Gawking them, making them feel victimized,
Informing them can also work sometimes,
But here in the changing country, it can never be recognised.
One ends up doing outdoor activities indoor,
Reason being all the unnecessary ogles,
Why not engage in some household chores?
Allowing others to relax their ankles.
As long as the country comprises the people,
The concept of changing country remains a big lie,
If at all it becomes illegal,
Maybe then the mass would give it a try.
Categories:
ogles, discrimination, emotions, encouraging, gender,
Form: Rhyme
Homey Hiatus, Hiatus Homey
Noble nascent notice nature,
frequents features fertile favor,
charming colors cure complacent,
notice nature, noble nascent.
Subtle stages stylishly sort,
pledged perianths pleasures purport,
artless aiming accrue ages,
stylishly sort subtle stages.
Weeping Willows wigwag waters,
often ogles overt otters,
eaglet escapes easy expose,
wigwag waters, Weeping Willows.
Becalming boon blamed babbling brook,
lingering lulls laboring look,
saunters solely scenery strewn,
blamed babbling brook becalming boon.
*Alliteration/Rhyme Scheme
The first and last line reversed per stanza
8 syllable count per line
2021 January 27
Hiatus
~~Chantelle Anne Cooke
Categories:
ogles, nature, peace,
Form: Rhyme
*Image of The Garden of Words by WordPress.
Heighten Hiatus
Noble nascent nurtures nicely,
arrest aspects acme ably,
charming checking cure complacent,
nurtures nicely, noble nascent.
Subtle stages stylishly sort,
choice collection, colorful court,
always adrift accrue ages,
stylishly sort subtle stages.
Weightless willow wanders water,
often ogles overt otter,
eaglet escapes easy expose,
wanders water weightless willows.
Brandishing blue bordering brook,
lingering lulls laboring look,
saunters solely scenery strew,
bordering brook brandishing blue.
2020 July 07
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND 4 or 5 line
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2021 August 12
Categories:
ogles, nature,
Form: Quatrain
And behold, calmeth descends evergreen fields, guiding His inspiration judiciously, keep leading myself near opened placidness, quaintly, restoring soul through, undulating, veiled wickedness, eXposing your zeal.
Art being comforted, don't evil feareth, guideth His instruments justly, kindles lavishly my notorieties, ogles pierced quickens, relished spread table, utilized valor weighed eXpeditiously yon zealots.
Attain blessed child-filled days effortlessly, finding great His immunity justified, keeping life merciful, nigh, oils praised quickly runneth sternly, timeliness universally ventured whilst eXposed youth zero-hour.
2020 February 09
Categories:
ogles, bible, poetry,
Form: ABC
She finds her true love from another man
and ogles him for herself
When everything there is a need
and comfort a heart can't quelf
That everything there that she knows
is nothing a heart can contain
When everything there that she needs
is lost to the art of brain
Categories:
ogles, analogy, first love, heartbroken,
Form: Quatrain
She finds her true love from another man
She ogles him for herself
And everything that she needs
is comfort the heart can't quelf
When everything that she knows
is nothing the heart contains
And everything that she needs
is lost for the art of brains
Categories:
ogles, analogy, break up, dream,
Form: Quatrain
Majrooh Sultanpuri translations of Urdu poems into English
I'm like a commodity being priced in the market-place:
every eye ogles me like a buyer's.
—Majrooh Sultanpuri, loose translation by Michael R. Burch
If you insist, I'll continue playing my songs,
forever piping the flute of my heart.
—Majrooh Sultanpuri, loose translation by Michael R. Burch
The moon has risen once again, yet you are not here.
My heart is a blazing pyre; what do I do?
—Majrooh Sultanpuri, loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Keywords/Tags: Urdu, translation, Hindi, couplet, couplets, song, songs, heart, love, market, meat market
Categories:
ogles, heart, hindi, love, romance,
Form: Couplet
The narcissistic eye ogles itself in the glass;
Which egoistic orgy well paints Man's greed.
His self-elevating smiles mirrors easily prove
As crude hungers only selfish deeds can feed.
And so do you still continue to wonder why
Conceited doctors thrive while patients die.
You know the inscrutable reason lawyers grin,
All the way to the bank as grimey outlaws win.
The grim riders who usurp others' right of way
Typify paedophiles who maul wee infant souls.
And barbarian cops firing shots at calm folks,
Subtly tell the cold despot's vainglorious goal.
Do not look far to behold villainous monsters
Who top filthy lists of most-wanted gangsters,
When you daily spot many self-serving priests
With Bible-like Kalashnikovs and soiling wrists.
In our most common dispositions you'll note,
Ugly human gluttonies of every cannibal sort.
Categories:
ogles, child abuse, discrimination, mystery,
Form: Didactic
The Man is lying naked.
This filthy pavement is his abode.
The Man is emaciated and famishing.
And he never begs for alms,
Proud and conceited.
The road is busier than ever.
No one takes interest in him.
No one catches a glimpse at him.
And a few feign not having seen him at all.
The time fleets on, the cars move on,
The Man is lying naked.
At the first blush, far from being a beggar
Is the Man.
He is well-complexioned with big glamorous eyes.
His face is sleek and his hair shines against
The lustrous sunbeams.
His eyes are gleeful, but mournful is his heart.
Penniless though, his craving for gold is sheer.
He ogles at the gold brought by the people around.
But he never begs for alms,
Proud and conceited.
Then someone nears him and asks who he is.
After much vacillation, he dismisses his taciturnity.
“Mankind is my name”, he replies.
The time fleets on, the cars move on,
The Man is lying naked.
Categories:
ogles, social,
Form: Free verse
Out the window flows my gaze
Blissfully journeying the horizon,
-- Like the fair sea bestowed per Poseidon --
Lost among secular golden haze.
The sky leered angrily gray
And bitterly cried frigid tears
From the fjords with ducts’ flowing fears
Trapping man like a ghastly cliché.
Chills gripped many a tree
And strangled life from all limbs
Drowning in white like a child without fins
Now life must resurrect debris.
Aye, Apollo ogles over the hidden,
The perfume of life gleams
And so everything seems
To breathe breath brio-ridden.
All in the course of 365 days
Can so much wither or flourish in a bouquet.
Categories:
ogles, adventure, cheer up, imagery,
Form: Sonnet
tables groan beneath their burdens
marked-down goods, purses, wallets
cards and chain and you must wonder
"Where does it go, where does it go?"
when you're absent friend or guest
no one ogles you on the elevator
cares enough to open a door occupy
your orbit with a knowing smile?
faded price tags catch her glance
she shakes her graying head slowly
as if she is in complete agreement
Categories:
ogles, absence, depression, loneliness, sorrow,
Form: Epic
How many Guinea Pigs can you see?
Is it one, or two, or maybe three?
There's Honey and Sweetie, and Old Master Monty,
He ogles the girls 'till his eyes go quite wonky.
As to which one's the best, we just can't agree
'Cos they all belong to my sister and me
They live out of doors in a house made by Dad,
It's lovely and posh, the best they could have
A bit like on holiday when your' van's been delayed
They shout, "on the house", A PLATINUM UPGRADE.
For having to wait, It's totally free
We're both very grateful, my sister and me.
We all love those Guinea Pigs, of that there's no doubt,
But when it comes to cleaning them out
We both try pretending it's the other one's turn
We go for the wind up but we both need to learn
That nothing worth having ever comes easily,
And one day we'll get there, my sister and me.
How long do you think there'll be only three?
Suppose they gave babies, like a real family.
There'll be hundreds of Poohs and thousands of wee's
I hope they don't do it on the brand new settee
Old Master Monty will be as proud as can be
As he blinks a sly wink at my sister and me.
Categories:
ogles, animal, funny, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
Time she keeps on mocking,
But the old monk is all tranquil.
Peace written all over the face,
Is this the lull before the storm?
But the birds...
They chirp & sing their own songs
Time she keeps questioning me
It’s heart is red but i can’t see
Playing with me and with my mind
Revealing thoughts of all kinds.
As the sun goes down ,time ,she will slide,
And steal the light from the ground
Time she will stare at me all mute,
As my heart turns lute
Ohh.ooo yea
Time will stand still and wait on me,
As I lose my yesteryears in shadows of what I could be
Ohh.ooo yea
Time she ogles at me,
As the morn is draped as green as can be,
Ohh.ooo yea
Time sees me
As i clean drops of dew from words that seem so true
Ohh.ooo yea
Time she keeps on mocking
Time she keeps on mocking
Categories:
ogles, life, metaphor, time,
Form: Rhyme
Her liaison pursue are sightless males tweets
Scarfed, ogles ensnared behind the fold of risk
Envy, adoration, wrecked sentiment, colossal twist
Probability of devotion are diminutive like the mini sphere design engraved in a compact disc
Bygone evidence were inked written, typed, and hand written regarding Christopher Columbus pursue upon America
In spite of this, did records specify the responsibility of the tongue-tied branches that sentinel for Columbus, loads of telescopes concealed in the loam of trees
Shanice Austin and Chris pursue transpired alike, saplings bypassed, swap sapling with past love a past love in the past
The loam commences the soul, the drift for the correlation scroll, Chris and Shanice quest intended for their peculiar gold, the tale at the moment is unlocked, yet who possess the key to the heart to the bereaved keyhole
P.S A mystery untold
- Loverboi
Categories:
ogles, devotion,
Form: Rhyme
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