Sanguine Poems | Examples

Sanguine Splendor Of Sadness

“The somber sun sets to rise again with
 the grandeur of sanguinity” - Poet


Sinking beauty of sadness I revel
as scarlet sunset takes away my day.
Joy of twilight time last rays unravel
in pensive painting of life in decay.

In the darkest of nights the stars shine bright,
silver dust spreads tinsel tinge on sorrow.
Rustle of dull leaves makes tune of delight,
teardrop dew sparkles in barren meadow.  

In vale of woe sparkling stream of tear flows,    
beauty cascades with happy memory.
If grief finds shared niche as wrecking storm blows, 
sadness morphs into humane hearts’ beauty.

Despair of dark forest wraps mind’s recess,
streaks of sunlight show splendor of sadness.

Sanguine Sunset

Slowly, there was a sanguine setting of the sun
A breathtaking vision before twilight had begun
No artist's brush could ever capture the glowing
nor the rippling waves from the wind blowing
I watched as the beauty of it enveloped me...
that moment when daylight drowned in the sea

The golden line of sanguine heart

The golden line of sanguine heart
That noble friendship sets apart,
I wonder what’s the test,
If indirect at best,
As touchstone be in a gold mart. 
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Translation |29.01.2025|gold, friendship, test 

 Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. The poet of this verse wonders on the friendship of two hearts on the same wave length. What could be a dividing line to test their closeness? These golden hearts are then compared with gold in the market, where a touchstone tests its purity. The transliteration of the Sanskrit verse follows (sandhi duly separated):

Sauhaarda svarna rekhaanaam, 
uccha avacha bhidaa jushaam |
Paroksham iti kah api asti, 
pareekshaa nikasha-upalah || 201||

Quick Witted Clever Sanguine Bea

Bea was quick-witted, clever and sanguine.
Loving adventure, her escapades fine….
With energy enough for at least twenty.
Did she have admirers? Oh, yes! Plenty!

Sanguine Senility

Eventide drizzle,
dainty ballerina
dances with tinsels 
of molten rainbow,
captured by twilight
transient, 
descends with rhythm
of cosmic ballet 
at the ebony edge  
of the onyx night,
the squashed sordid sky
enwrapped embellished,
waits to unfurl 
rain-rinsed petals
with aurora of afflatus
to embroider
with lattice of luminance 
the halcyon horizon,
splendorous.
	
Juvenile smile,
sparkling sapphire
of innate innocence 
configured intrinsic,
cascades as cheerful stream
in verdant valley 
of fleeting youth
for a nostalgic while, 
with ageless naïve aura 
inundates ignorant
the pristine plateau,
the unsullied face
flash flooded, 
waits expectant
at doorstep of destiny
hope would turn the time, 
drift away
dense obscurity dust,
reveal the fossilized smile 
on petrified portrait
in the crumpled canvas
of senile life,
sanguine.

Sanguine Sorrow: Tears of Crimson Pain

Peer deep into my eyes, what do you perceive? They hail me as strong, yet my heart grieves. Funny how it no longer bleeds red, Perhaps my heart, too, is weary, fed Up with heartbreaks, betrayals, and strife, Weary of the relentless fight for life.

If only perpetrators wore a sign, Perhaps then, protection would align. No pain, no tears, just a numbness remains, Yet it feels like yesterday, as fresh as stains.

No longer seek salvation, not even from self, Talking brings more agony, needles delve Deeper into wounds, not mere hurt, but death, Left bleeding, lifeless, with each passing breath.

They say I've survived, if only they knew, The shattered pieces, the hidden hue. Strength they see, if only they knew the cracks, Beneath the facade, the silent attacks.

How to staunch tears that bleed like a flood? How to halt the flow of crimson blood? How to move beyond what claimed my breath? Does time truly heal, or deepen death?

Sanguine Skies

Sanguine lies
topple the true being
errant  calls beckon you
Tears in your eyes
seek fortune in the east
under cloudy skies
where hawthorns roam
There's a winding scope of reasons
song on a mossy bank
everything clear under open sky

Sanguine

Rhythm
Steady, healthy
Racing, easing, beating 
Listen – a liquid melody
Sanguine

Written for the "Song of my Heart Poetry Contest"

Sanguine Screams

Black beyond frozen shores,
Stellar winds blowing spawn.
Pocked lunar lithic pores,
Barren buds blooming dawn.
Shiny crust over mossed,
A young garden’s dew.
Moldy peach luster lost,
Glow spiders hazy blue.
Spores pulsate swelling nodes,
Shrieking howls grunting sounds.
Shrooms lactate yelling toads,
Shadow wolves' hunting grounds.
Silken silvered moon beams,
Silent short sanguine screams.

*iambic trimeter tetralexic sonnet

In Sanguine Spirit

Of a search this self speaks
stirred up it ever seeks
to secure The Soul
in silence it screams

In stillness of one’s soul
ye shall see Him, scriptures say,
yet my senses screech
as serenity stealthily slithers out

to smell Its scent
to sense Its stance 
to spot Its sight
senses slip seizing Him,
in this storm I sail
staying in sanguine spirit
to soak into Supreme.


6-Sep-2020
Alliteration Regarding Relationship With God Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Beata Agustin

Sanguine

I was preceding to the podium to begin my chirp,
The old man there gives out a burp 
After tasting his soup with a slurp.
He asked, “Who’s that little twerp?”
For me that was a usurp.

I took a deep breathe...
Remembered of the Greek Lethe
Which made me start with seethe 
I was all set to unsheathe,
Ignoring my chattering teeth.

My voice was fumbling 
And I was grumbling 
Thoughts were jumbling 
Instead of stabling,
I was stumbling..
Eventually my dreams were crumbling....

I took control over the dire 
In order to set the stage on fire
Because I was on the spire
There was only a thin wire
Between me and my choir

I crooned for the people to Admire
And my hopes to ASPIRE.

Her Sanguine Personality

She is popular no doubt 
In the fray of every conversation
Interested in everyone’s story
Flitting around the room injecting optimism
Instilling hope
A sanguine personality with pizazz

I follow her as she work the room
Charisma on fire
Charming them like a faerie riding a monarch
Her tittering laugh grates me
She is the original Pollyanna
Giving them all a piece

She is the leader of the room
We all know. 
It is as obvious 
Her engaging wit 
And talent for loving everyone 
Keeps her energy twirling in every direction.

Exhausted watching her, 
I look for a corner and sit.
Quietly unobserved,
Invisible
Which is where she finds me
To lift me up and engage me in conversation.

Her keen eye
And caring ways
Are drawn to disengagement
As a hawk is drawn
To a skirmish
Running full out toward it.
Sanguine. Nothing like it!

Sanguine Sunflowers

sanguine sunflowers
flourishing in a glass vase —
family setting

9/13/2019

Sanguine

Calm cheer
Niche near


Stern strokes
Yields yoke


Prompt poise
Charms choice


Wise way
Prize play


Sound style
Sweet smiles


Dare dream
Swift stream 


Loud laughs
Sure stuff


Bright boom
Zest zooms


Taste time
Rich rhyme


Etch end
Fond friend 




Leon Enriquez
10 September 2019
Singapore

Sanguine Sandy

Sandy had a cheerful temperament
Optimistic, hopeful, confident,
Tried to take her down
She promptly left town,
Sanguine always is this resident.

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