The long journey
of the slithering stream
on the languid lap
of pensive plateau,
meandering montage
in ebony melancholy
of forlorn forest,
flows on contorted contours
of languishing leaned land
at cataracts askew.
The vibrant visage
of fantasy flight
of fluidized swan feather,
serenading in monotone,
resonates in the silence
of verdant emerald,
the tune of tranquil time
ripples with the echo
of ethereal euphoria.
The aquatic flow
of fizzy champagne surge,
dancing with the cadence
of esoteric ecstasy
in sculpted split course
around obdurate boulders,
deposed defiant
with mesmeric malachite glow,
amidst patina of plants,
drenched by the drizzle
of the setting scarlet sun
in the sequined sky,
illumines the mystique mist
of diaphanous drape,
rising slow
as suspended strata,
unlayered exaltation
lifts the shroud of sorrow
from the austere alcove
of my amorphous anguish,
makes me revere
the seraphic scene,
the effervescent extant,
timeless…
Categories:
seraphic, analogy, life, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
One fine thing about Rhoda was her smile:
She had ways of taking it to a mile,
Its richness as unfading as ever;
So seraphic with her glass of Eva
One could not her link with widow,
Her smiles doing the good job of shadow…
Smiles with a skill of checking abrupt tears
And she trusted would not unveil new fears:
Really, Rhoda should be paying her smiles
A monthly sum for hundred marble tiles.
Who’d ever sense her man had hated her
And to him had meant needles of a fir?
Categories:
seraphic, allusion, character, courage, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Warmth of a blanket
Hails to dream of happiness
White angel in fogs
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
18/01/2023
Categories:
seraphic, prayer, weather,
Form: Haiku
When you came into my life,
Came like a gentle breeze,
Touched my soul,
With melodious rhymes,
Filled my heart with your love,
We were not two,
We were one,
Just blended into each other,
You filled my life,
With magical romance,
I was on the peak of world,
With wings of your love,
I was running on clouds,
Touching the moon and stars,
Everything was so seraphic.
But, when you left,
It was like a hurricane,
You were strong and horrid,
Cracked my heart into pieces,
I became alone,
Trapped in emotional storm,
You filled my life,
With doleful howls,
I fell in the world of satan,
You broke my wings,
And make me die with hellish doom,
You took my peace of heart,
And left me alone,
In the chasm of ignominy,
Everything is so demonic.
Categories:
seraphic, anxiety, betrayal, black love,
Form: Blank verse
Shattered sunless sky…desolation deluge
Darkness wraps darkness…stalls opaque time
Find nascent horizon raising a new sky
Deep within…crystalline essence shines
Light layers light…blooms seraphic dawn.
April 20, 2019
Categories:
seraphic, analogy, dark, depression, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
In souls myriad rested light
and on ballets tip toe fluttered the leaf
perchance the destiny of butterflies meet
to glide with dandelions seed
Catch the dryad hymn singing waterfalls
to all suns cascade beneath
shall mold the filigree of tincture skies
and kiss the devotions of the earth
Now lain deep upon barefoot greening grass
resonant hum completes the braid of stars
let so for wishful reverie
whispered lips to hold the rainbows breath
Ice glint undaunted ascend mountains peak
may echoes a souls replete
and so worthy granted plentiful gives
awe versed reverence at natures feet
Sanctities resplendent of seraphic wind
in blossom effulgent
in prayer the intent of gratitude
is but rhythmic to a heartbeat
Categories:
seraphic, earth, identity,
Form: Free verse
I heard an angel speak last night and he said “write”
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Of the silent mist that’s gathered ‘round
the timeless graves that bear no sound
Of lives no longer taking breath
retiring to earth upon their death
Granite sentries tend where departed lay to rest
enduring monuments to souls that were blessed
Whom families entrust their loved ones with peace
noble guardians whose protection shall never cease
Exuding serenity without touch or word
their devotion through our hearts only are heard
These marble replicas of their spiritual existence
share with the living their eternal luminescence
Written by: Shani Fassbender
on June 13, 2011
for the contest "Angels in Cemeteries"
Categories:
seraphic, faith, inspirational, uplifting,
Form: Rhyme
She lingers under the lemon tree
Savoring pungent disappointment
Eager to soar with the honey bee
Far from the burden of bereavement
Sinew and bone rattle with such great force
Yawping at the void till the voice grows hoarse
Consciousness gasps at such vulgar discourse
She's cracking the code so she'll trace the source
Cloistering thoughts occupy her mind
Vexing her pristine angelic face
Honest souls prove treacherous to find
Scrambling demons still give her chase
She wants it all when she's getting a slice
Passionate use of a learning device
She's combing the floor in search of the splice
For earning her way into paradise
If justice rules this vast universe
All miracles would favor her quest
I have little doubt she will traverse
Stars shall hold her divinely caressed
She's dancing languidly upon sunbeams
Covertly hiding from all of her dreams
Abandoning most of those petty schemes
Twisting her tortured soul to such extremes
Spellbound by those gleaming jewels azure
Enraptured beyond mundane desire
Proud to befriend a spirit so pure
Precious fuel feeding creative fire
Categories:
seraphic, friendship, hope, inspirational, love
Form: Lyric
Seraphic enforced upon me
conflagration of blazing passion
misted mind begun to see
purple images caused by compassion
longing wait to be held by he
as he warmed my soul in a manly fashion
setting eruptions in me free
Electrons made illusion
as he moved inside of me
my mind hazed with confusion
as scented water broke free
and sparks created fusion
blaze of light shone with glee
as my body trembled in motion
deep within his soul I got to be
Categories:
seraphic, hope, life, love, me,
Form: Rhyme
As angels play
their joyous choir,
the shadows of
the mischievous
do conspire.
As lightning emits
the resounds of God,
the chaos of thunder,
as the rule of Herod.
As Michael victorious,
the Devil's Tower
did fall.
As Lucifer passioned,
a reconciled Christ
for all.
The lovely ladies
they revel as
rainbows upon Spring.
Their beauty, their
bounty, a heavenly
tiding.
As David, the lord
of thee oh mighty
God, his desire,
his ardor, his song
of blissful eternity,
his giving of Chalice,
the mighty virtue of
unfeigned humility.
The light that
nurtures and comforts
thee, shining about
upon the many wary
souls do reckon, a
coming forth of the heralded,
of a forgotten divinity.
As lover's sway in
heavenly bliss, the
crying winds emit,
an impetuous kiss.
As the spirits of
Christ do bring
forth mercy upon
the eyes of humanity.
The crying doves
of salvation, our
crown of vanity.
Thy Masters of divine
right, an artful
expression almighty.
My, how humanity
may yearn, as a
ravening Aphrodite.
With their gold and
their truth to
be their desire,
to renew the
troubles of woe,
a Seraphic fire.
Categories:
seraphic, life, love, passion, visionary,
Form: I do not know?