Savoured Poems - Poems about Savoured

...As the path we take begins to waver And we look to any for a favor We might lose our way But at the end of the day It is those moments that we may savour ......

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...Against a willowy wailing backdrop of inner chaos, an indignant incendiary mask stifles the simmering cauldrons, of a stoic stage clown post lachrymose performance wearily stunning yet stung, or t......

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... Five times I asked Jenny If we ought to wed. Five times she rejected me, Said she’d rather be dead. A little harsh I reckoned And so I propositioned Dawn. She answered no as well. As did A......

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... The world goes on without you, my daughter. The sun shines so bright, warming my broken heart, smiling down from way above— a reminder of God’s grand plan, that we will be ......

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...To be just like him, smiling as he fell, we set out to make void-centric soul’s stance, assured that with God within, all is well, so melding head with heart, we took a chance, to turn toward lov......

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...I rushed through the door on electric impulse initiated, for the sunlight within taunting sunlight without a test feeling forceful inner cry with supreme yen today especially though, but of the ......

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... Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill a Prime Minister with many a skill. Though his ideals by some were not favoured, his victories by many were savoured. ......

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...SIMPLY YEATS My verse under Yeats’ carved door he merrily chuckled at white envelope, sketched butterfly said he preferred to receive verses this way rather than reading them across pos......

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...Subtle scents resurrected by desire, hijacked by ego, crystallise as thought, a symbol seeking to depict that fire, which divine inspirations to heart brought, attempting to cage sun rays but can......

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...They taught us young, the fine art of concealment, Threads of ideals tightly woven, hard to unbind. What is perfection? What is normal? These are the whispers we inherit, soaked in like brea......

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...Spine is a thirty three stringed harp upon which God plays when it’s dark, imbibed by our toroidal heart, whence bliss ignition does so start, piercing every body vector, causing flow of soma ne......

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...{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given a full P......

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... Fragile rocks diminish from the soul A heart made out of gold Is just a heart made out of stone You'll melt or you'll wither What's felt is a sliver But that sliver can feel colossal Be......

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...SEIJAKU That special moment in the eye of the storm When all is swirling fast and loud around you Yet you are in a pocket that is calm and still As if a waved wand had stopped the world Conju......

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...Syllables seduce, syntax entices, Vocabulary's siren call is so enticing. Letters Dance, a lexical romance, I'm caught in language's passionate trance. The first date with an "ineffable," spark......

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