Short Languor Poems

I wander in listless languor
Lonesome lullabies linger upon my lips...

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Subtle anguish, 
waiting
sweet fervors,
Languor,
Bliss amiss, 
Solitude....

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The old Lighthouse stands
Landscapes  languor in warm hues
His guiding Light shines...

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Heat ... Humidity … 
   
   Sultry …  Steamy… Stifling 

      Languor … Lingering...

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Hair, color of  sun
Ruby lips whisper gently,
A ray of light, through the window curtain,
Languor, love to the brim, boundless....

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In the morning 
Nature is calm and pleasant
But man is unpleasant and languor
Disturbed with his past , present and future 
What a fate....

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Between sips of Julep
birdsong wafts in the air;
busy bees and countless
butterflies abound on
blossoms of buddleia.
But me? I fall into
blissful torpid languor....

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meadow of the noon
wildflowers of all colors
raptly I stand still

flinging both arms wide
underneath the citron sun
I whirl and I dance

the hour of languor
has no way impacted me
I twirl in fragrance...

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snowball bush full bloom
heart of enchantment dusk fumes
as butterflies flit

green lawn of languor
and beauties lying in beds
in the mellow noon

white moon and scent orbs
attracting hued birds and bees
stopping hearts and feet...

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Then, many times I have passed this area
Many times I have smelled yellow flowers
Many times I have heard the *papia,
In shivering cool, mists, fogs of winter
Looks stagnant, paralyzed and languor;
I have seen human comforted in haze
In the dead wintry nature of numbness....

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Transient languor ends as
tantalizing faint scent
transfixes Baghinder.
Taut muscles, hair on end;
tangible now, the prey.
Tearing, screaming, death; the
timeless circle of life.




In Search Of Prey Poetry Contest, placed 3rd
Sponsored by: Joseph May 
Date wrote: 19th March 2022...

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The efflorescent dream to imbue
my opulent languor,whose ripples
vestigial,untoward,hissing,waving
the dalliance quite sneaky peaky.
Is it the murmur of a mellifluous song
yet to be sung by the divine entity!
Is it the penumbra of an ethereal beauty
soothing my bosom with its eternal charm !...

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Treacherous man, brutish and mad
Your words sear my skin, prod me, tear me still
I pacify you
As if you were the child, not I 
You hate seeing me cry
Though we still find ourselves
Whining in the kitchen over
"Mother's constant witchin' "
And my languor which you've only begun to realize is 
Due to nothing more 
Than a lack of Appreciation...

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Lethargy holds life broken, dream notions molded
and harshly sits heavy, deeply within my chest.
Glum stillness chokes fresh, moving air until listless
inside pale walls too groggy-bleak to bear witness.
Hung languor peaks indifference with vehemence
while the outside world circles null with endlessness.








... CayCay
February 20, 2019...

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I need the rush it always brings
expanding vessels to my brain
the aroma, my favorite taste
caffeine, do your stuff

pump your magic to my heart
flood my head with a thousand thoughts
invigorate and energize me
caffeine, do your stuff

shake this languor from last night
rid those dreams with this daylight
a full day is ahead of me
coffee, always what I need...

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HEATWAVE

a blazing furnace
fingers of heat touch my skin
high factor sun cream.

LANGUOR

languorous in heat
perspiration covers me
dreaming of cool breeze.

SUN

straw hat and sandals
torture by relentless sun
there is no escape.




 Seeking to be totally correct in presenting haiku and tanka poems the capitalization is now removed....

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I watch the clouds slowly drifting,
The stars far behind,
I feel myself wishing,
As the wind rustles the pine.

A true love awaits,
But where to be found,
Heartache castrates,
A love so profound.

Dubious remorse dwells,
In a broken heart of thunder,
Lightening augments,
Morbid thoughts of wonder.

Where is the love,
Profoundly empty heart,
Languor in solitude,
As limpid water currents part....

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In searching for her he’s found a philosophy
to balance his soul in the presence of Sophy.
The scales of existence measures his sufferings,
from his shoulders, she’s taken off the weight of desires.
His spirit is soaring above the ordinariness.
The lightness rules over the human hopelessness.
Penetrating into the Universe is the man.
The truth is a languor for him till the end.


(translated from Russian)...

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dreary eyed, musky languor- tassels tight
a loose walk paraded by looser convictions
an acquaintance of that sad, lowly height
that alluded odysseys and several hymns

open window, surely dries out the stink
encroached in the room shadows and fleas
the zeitgeist of this area; to even think
flowers and dewdrops burly trees; to seize
the thought, it lingers, but only so little
too soon, to even land a misty eyed dream....

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Green leaves listless languor lushly suspended

Dew glistening on grassy fields in early morn

Breeze gathering, cumulous clouds upended

Sun's rays burning through atmosphere's haze, reborn

Sweet corn on the cob gracing street vendors' stalls

Ice cream creations on cones piled up so tall

Love's blossoms on flower petal arrangements

Bridal showers, joyous wedding engagements


                   July 09, 2018...

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Mary’s arbor is adorned 
with white petal tresses
and twists of heritage roses
that wander wistfully upwards
with perfumed breezes 
that waft in luxurious languor.

Sweet scents woo hummingbirds 
to sip its pistil delights
while monarchs fly in to play
then zigzag away
where restless bees hum and indulge 
to a distant tune…

…in a place where sunlight 
happily winks 
with unfettered delight. 






6/7/2021...

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The day of birth decided,
the date of Death.
In the theatre of life that unlatched,
happiness to what count
heartaches to what count to be taken,
to be scripted down on my own. 
Knew this all,
spoke it all,
but the ambrosial journey that started,
now being pervaded by languor.
Due to a Gaslit Soul!
A journey of thousand miles
one step made it curtailed
Now locked in the scarred walls
Of a Gaslit Soul! 

©?Chitra Arun
2023...

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Thorns upon a wilted vine
hidden within my flower bed
Through and about they do twine
From my flesh, the color red

Hidden within my flower bed,
my emotions do languor
From my flesh, the color red
weeps, yet I feel no anger

My emotions do languor
Though the ancient Willow tree
weeps, yet I feel no anger
No flowers do I see

Though the ancient Willow tree,
through and about they do twine
No flowers do I see,
thorns upon a wilted vine...

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Springs in the air, can’t you smell it?
To me the scent can’t be explained
So it makes no sense in trying.
All I know is springs on its way.
Whenever that familiar scent
Arouses these nostrils of mine
It automatically triggers
A colorful, dreamlike collage
In my anticipating mind;
Muted and inanimate till
The first robin redbreast warbles
Its early morning springtime song.
So, in the meantime, I languor
In this feeling called spring fever....

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MAA LIFT ME UP

Most ravishing phrase in my life,  maa lift me up! 
It made me glory, when i am glad. 
It made me glory, when i am sad. 
Maa lift me lift me up!! 

Most abominate phrase in my life, maa lift me up! 
It sounds bitter, when i am languor. 
It sounds bitter, when i am anger. 
Maa lift me lift me up!! 

My kid love to use it, but me-
Do i hate it, i dont know?
Do i love it, i dont know? 
But i never stop to lift her up in her life......

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