Short Anklets Poems

Short Anklets Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Anklets by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Anklets by length and keyword.


Stationary Prisoner

bidding her farewell,
mist of unsaid confessions
rail track  forever
in legs turned heavy anklets 
--stationary prisoner--
Form: Tanka


Premium Member sixties girly dress

Sixties girly dress
frothy scratchy petticoat
patent leather shoes

pretty lace anklets
ready for Sunday School
twirling in the rain
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Streams

 
Fair dancing maidens With jingling silver anklets Rushing down the hills
Placed First A Strand's (1068) Poetry Contest
Form: Haiku

Damnation (3)

You are full of causes,

the pearl in your eyes,
the mischief on your lips,
the melody in your voice,

the fragrance on your hand,
the anklets upon your feet,
the shinning pathway in-between your breasts;

........all causes of my sleepless nights.

Premium Member Her

HER

Shiny nose ring glistened on her smooth face
Row of rings sparkled on her delicate fingers
Pearl necklace garlanded her silky neck

Silver anklets slept on her silent legs
Square bangles hugged her dead wrists
Flowered wreath lay next to her decorated corpse

Free soul soared in freedom to utopia!


Luau Memories

Frozen flower punch
Hibiscus blossoms for your ears
Luau skirts and fire rings
Streamers hanging in the air
Cocktails soaked in pineapples
Roasting pit to coals
Anklets jangling on your feet
Ambrosia mint in bowls
Smiles to pass with every song
Laughter jewels the moon
Eating the afternoon away
with a Polynesian spoon~
Form: Rhyme

Valentine's Day

so, the frenzied hunt is on,
for that perfect gift,
that unique something,
for that special someone.

Heart-shaped chocolates,
diverse species of stuffed animals,
gold and silver anklets,
carefully trimmed bouquets,
painstakingly worded cards,
gift vouchers, moonlit dinners,
cruises, picnics, breakfasts in bed.

Gosh, I’ve got to run,
I’ve just thought of exactly,

exactly what my cat will love…
Form:

Death Note

Death Note 

Trun the page it feels like you are hugging me cent of sandal wood did a snake ask you not eat fruit it's me who loves you like deep as deep sea shore 
Your sounds of your anklets 
Day after day I bleed of cry forum of small strong stones an empty space into my life 

A smile
Each and everyday I asked myself what was my mistake 
Dear Death Note III 

With love All
 Jagdish Bajantri

My Life

My feet walk a thousand miles
new places new faces
it's what I like best
A bohemian gypsy
Free & easy I live my day
under the warmth of the tropical sun
under the star filled universe
I have no regrets

Peace & love is what's real
tattoo's on a suntanned body
toe rings anklets & bracelets wrapped in a sarong
This earth is my home
forever I will roam
A drifter that is me 
living life today
living my life 
my way!

My Beautiful Lady

Snow is fair and so my lady,
Roses are red and so my lady's cheeks, red, red, red.
Eyes like the deep ocean,
Lips like the fresh strawberries,
Feet soft like the tender coconut,
Her long hair moves like the waves of the sea,
The sound of her anklets feels like a soothing melody,
Anger like the sun's heat,
No words, no poetry, to describe my beautiful lady,
What can I say, my fair lady?

Medini R. Nayak

Premium Member Angika Abhinaya


she dances she glances 
beyond her shoulder
She peers,
looking back
Her beautiful smile 
She poses in the mirror 

lines 'cross her face ~
all daises he traced - 
     not in a while,
but anklets and eyes
         precise
as the very first days  
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first verse by rick parise
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Form: Verse

Premium Member Cotton Ball Fluffy

Pure cotton ball fluffy
Most popular tissue, end of a q-tip
Fresh clean virginal snow
Bathrooms and bathtubs
Twinkles in the cosmos
White all around me

Lacy white collars
Lacy white anklets
Lacy white petticoats
Lacy white pantaloons
Lacy white old people
White all around me

Light fixture essence
Glow from a distant headlight
Porches and paper
All the same bright
Tails of deer, polka dots on a navy dress
White all around me

Harmattan

HARMATTAN.

The early morning breeze,
That makes us freeze,
On our bed covered with blankets,
As if we lay inside a casket,
Putting on stockings that are anklets,
Being reluctant to wake up,
And not considering to dress up,
For the day to start off.

Wet garments easily dehydrated,
As if it was stiffened,
Glasses covered with dust,
Wind raising dust,
As strong as elephant tusk,
Fires warming in the dusk,
Ignited by the dry coconut husk.
Form: Rhyme

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