Sandalwood Poems - Poems about Sandalwood

...Sri Lal Crows i. I come from nowhere, and I have nowhere to go, I tell the crow perched on a low neem branch beyond the Periyar River. He agrees. He and I are free. We speak the sam......Read the rest...

...When tangerine tinted tunes within sunset serenades~ unravel saffron symphonies, engrossed in hibiscus hymns of hallelujah~ I swirl to radiant rays of sakura stardust, where ......Read the rest...

...A magnificent flower or a beautiful tree are plants of different breed. You’ll smell their scent float in the air as you inhale to breathe. An attractive smell is natures spell on every man or bea......Read the rest...

...“Time is a gift that most of us take for granted. We get caught up in our daily lives and rarely take the time to appreciate the simple wonders around us.” ......Read the rest...

...Likened to a bird flying a small flower the color orange yellow candles burning the color of gold vanilla incense on a Sunday A prosperous existence. Likened to a flower swaying a happy ......Read the rest...

...If sky is a sea of fallen flowers and dusty diamonds glazed in red, I’ll unfurl the saffron sun within, stretching sandalwood arms of serenity, upon gardens of glistening grief, wi......Read the rest...

... A sigh summer stars shiver in fear on coldest night as voices echo in bleak emptiness looking for refuge as birds congregate in hush sandalwood violating hourly the dawning of fl......Read the rest...

... If a poem was a spell at wizard's dell. Would it say in a state of dual-singularity come to life 3D in bilingualarity "come walk with me"? Wallowing a dance a snake charmer fla......Read the rest...

...When nature wilts into a colorless haven, metaphors of death sprout from timeless roots~ easing through relentless gales of grief. Like the lulling......Read the rest...

... all poetry begins with presumption should you expect anything different here? I would not hold a full lung's air too long would not bust a bronchial capillary in the waiting for its novelty......Read the rest...

...When you are an agonizing echo from a benevolent voice, life exhales in mahogany haze, spreading across the lachrymose meadows as scarred rivulets of sandalwood scents, where ceram......Read the rest...

...The flames burn no, it is the kindness of fire, the lick of passion. The flames burn so - it is love, it is hate, it is all those resentments held in the clawed fingers of hurt. The flame......Read the rest...

...I saw you there that night in October Tired leaves had began their fall The autumn ground burdened. Your hand held there on the small of my back Pulled me in closer still Until my stomach chur......Read the rest...

...Scintillating night shimmering between the stars darkness host flaunting loveliness concealing and exposes wield power encouraging serpentine walks to manifest themselves. The nascent scent of sa......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, when your sparkling spirit waltzes with me to the perfumed periwinkle grooves of saffron breezes, I'm lost in a forever gaze, within those flickering ferns of a nascen......Read the rest...