Saraband Poems - Poems about Saraband

Between grains of ancient fine sand desert roses hidden from sight— Colourful, exquisitely fanned. They formed in darkness; pressure shaped. Each perfect corolla agape in floral whorl of sharp crescents; fluorescent and phosphorescent. Against injustices they railed— within shed tears, I saw their plight. In our moral duty we’ve failed. Their troubled spirits to immerse in laughter which abounds in...

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Sometimes we observe a great sense of negativity arise, feel pressure in mind, so intense; Try to believe life with no love; baffled, demoralized kind of pulling down our proven mindset feel stunned, visualize false threat. But, surrender needs no defense to HIM, despair vanishes; wise thoughts appear, life's trueness commence. Practise silence taking sort of break from social networks thereof to feel quietness, peace; forget for...

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Don't say to forgive you from heart; it's too late, how to forget those days, when the kid played lone in dirt. How to bury those memories of parent-teachers' meet in school? Staring at parents of every classmates, standing alone like, fool. Why did you not care while depart? How can you return my fourteen years of boyhood; you broke my heart. My best...

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Outside new rose buds contemplate the future, should we bloom or no, and tempt our own vermillion fate? We are not winter's afterglow, they muse, but amulets of grace, consider buildings stacked in place without decorum or brio! Which is the greater of the two in March--intentions must not mar the garden cloister--to eschew the world or flutter like a star or horse manes lilting...

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If love is lost for evermore my heart will surely fade to naught and life will be an endless chore. Tormented eyes that beauty sought would pierce the air in anguished pain, my love's unwritten song in vain if you should leave my soul distraught. Yet hidden in the azure skies I feel your love return my gaze and in my dreams invoke my...

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Can words be mine in pen and ink if they can write without my hand the odes, like strangers, make me think. For love I cannot understand but in poetry I can find the words that say what's on my mind by carving names into the sand. As tears now flow beneath the stars, will my love see the bright moonlight and will...

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I see you arching under me, the dew of passion on your skin, as bodies strain for liberty. Our quest together, love within a calming serenity's spin, the physical unites with dreams and sustenance in wanton screams. Can phantoms of pleasure relate, the fevered moments such as this as nerve-endings reverberate. We are as one in love's abyss and all I am is all you...

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My love, my heart, it’s not been long, but has been many lives before, for passion is an ageless song. Our souls have joined in love once more, the joyous love that is our core. To kiss your lips is tasting love and reach the shining stars above. But time apart is slow and dull, alone I have no reason why the poet left...

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Why should you mean so much to me? In all this world, it is you alone who fills my heart with love’s decree. In winter’s wind your love is shown a ray of sun, a warm embrace, the mystery of passion grown, where silk and roses interlace. Why you and not another heart, can lose my senses with one glance but then you’ve had...

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Each time you call my name I seek the feeling of your gentle kiss, I hear your voice, it makes me weak. In love's embrace yet still I miss the caress from an angel's lips, my mind needs more than parti pris to lose my heart to love's eclipse. You touch my heart beneath moon gleams, to woo my mind and win my...

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