Short Hile Poems

Greet the new year alive
Remember, no drink-no drive
if you want to stay free
then give up that key
DUI's are not worth the jive....

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K-een
A-uthor
T-imely
E-mploys

P-oem
A-bout
T-he
A-crostic
W-hile
A-wesome
R-eader
A-ccepts
N-icely

Topic: Birthday of Kate Patawaran (December 05) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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J-ust
A-bate
M-orbid
E-nemy's
S-ilent

C-ontagion
L-etting
E-erie
R-abidity's
K-iller

M-ystery
A-void
X factor
W-hile
E-pidemic
L-ink
L-oses

Topic: Birthday of poet James Clerk Maxwell (June 13) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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R-egards
I-n
C-omposition
H-appily
A-pplies
R-apturous
D-edication

W-hile
L-itterateur
O-f
D-elightful
A-crostic
R-ightfully
S-cribes
K-een
I-nsight

Topic: Birthday of poet Richard Wlodarski (February 23) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Breeze bestirred, died down,
Not even a stray leaf stirred,
He came to my town
And left like migrating bird,
Leaving me parched, my eyes blurred.
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Gulzaar | 16.03.2023 | Tanka
Poet’s note: This is translation of lyricist Gulzar’s short shyries.

Hawa guzar gayi patte the kuchh hile bhi nahi,
wo mere shahar me aaye bhi aur mile bhi nahi....

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Behind an old window,
A young girl often gazed,
Through a thin shattered pane,
Through a large hole unglazed.

Wistfully observing
The uncaring world pass,
Feeling invisible
To the more wealthy mass.

When life became too tough,
Her daydreams would unfold,
As protection against her
Brave hopes growing cold.

Where her mind could explore,
Expanding like light-gas,
And her thoughts could escape
Through the hole in the glass....

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W hile the hands move about in front of me
I see them wondering near sincerely
L anding their palms right on my pounding head
D riving with a power, mighty it’s said

H ow much I want them on me, greatly placed
A nother realm of understanding faced
N ever do they reach my skull, I’m so lost
D ays and nights confuse me, in show I’m tossed
S hower me with those hands let me be free
! A great massive display of what can be

Russell Sivey...

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F-irst March early Tuesday, 
R-ain disappears underneath; 
A-fter the twilight is over, 
N-ew dawn turns into a
Z-enith.

J-ust before the sun rises
O-ver the mountain high; 
S-hadows have vanished, 
E-ven the dark in the sky.
P-ure delight and sheer joy are only reserved for you; 
H-appiness has been the topic to add color to the view.

B-ad clime, mist, and haze 
A-re not found ahead; 
W-hile the wide lanes above
A-re turning out to be 
R-ed....

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R-apture fills your heart, 
O-n August twenty-fifth day; 
W-hile the sun is rising, 
E-vening chill fades away.
L-et rapture fill your heart, bringing pure happiness; 
L-oneliness leaves your mind, turning into sheer gladness.

F-ill your heart with rapture, 
U-ntil it truly overflows; 
L-ights from the sky above
G-ive shine, replacing the shadows.
E-arly beautiful morning, 
N-ew daybreak will start; 
C-omplete pleasure is promised, 
I-t's a rapture
O-f the heart....

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R-hythmic sound is played, 
O-n the twenty-second of January; 
M-ind is lulled to deep sleep, 
W-hile pausing in activity. 
E-ars hear the rhythmic sound, 
L-istening to the golden voice; 
L-ife is truly pleased, as the soul and spirit rejoice. 

R-hythmic sound of the heart 
E-xpresses beautiful beat; 
V-ibrationn on the floor though 
I-s caused by thundering feet. 
T-empo, accent, and meter in the movement are found; 
A-n aspect of music comprising the elements of rhythmic sound....

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