Short Steeps Poems

A loving caress
kissing as the teapot steeps
My Valentine's Day...

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Far come nigh tidings    					              
Rocky steeps showing the path 					                      
Dawning vapors pray...

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Pure white shawl
In the ravine steeps
Shining snow
Red rose peeps
Crystalline sky greets warmly
Nature of winter


© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
26/01/2023...

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Leaping, though mud-soaked
Splattered of face
Out those rains, with toads.
Less in disgrace!

Hurtling, though with burs
Bee stings o'er me
Down those steeps, bump, bump
Summer-possessed,
With flopping lizard.
Not so distressed!...

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You're my sweet inspiration
Let me see the light
I want to be born again
You taught me the steeps over
Let me return the favour
Grant me your smile
Make my spirit canter
I would have never missed you from the door
Let me be carried by the four winds
So you can make me whole again...

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I wish our love
Never retreats. 

My heartbeats
an’ leaps
an’ steeps
in our love in our love.

A masterpiece 
some feat
tranquility and peace 
In our love - thoughts and treats.

Your heart
jumpstart 
repeat
In our love - we dream and sleep. 

500 miles away
yet we never sway....

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Love is like a pair of shoes
If it does not fits you
You feel discomfort and in pain
If it fits you, you're at peace
You can walk and run with ease
The feeling of comfort
Leads you to where you want to be
If there are steeps to climb
It's easy for your feet to move
And arrive your destination with success....

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they palpitate and stir,
spurn and sneer,
over steeps and peaks,
through time and space,
then fall-
bleeding out
like a double death
of creatures so vast,
they stamp out the sun.

somewhere there are tornadoes
spinning and thrusting
across the plains.
somewhere a thunderstorm dies.

somewhere I'm begging a stranger
to assault me-
just so I can remember what it's
like to be touched....

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orange-caramel color
steeps into the lotus mug
flower and the leaves
cherry like candy
lifts from the golden liquid
left hand round the waist, hold hands
with the handle, lip
pressed to the rim, intimate
serendipitous-savor
the flavor of rose
petals and hips, cinnamon
apple, almond and cherry
sipping oolong slow
over lips and tongue, twining
in chimera happiness
might open eyes to bonsai...

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Briny tis vast bethrong
Balsam swept windsong
Droplets align brusque seas
Sailors beware perilous lees

Fickle fathoms she weeps
Discorded notion steeps
Coquet tempest squall 
Bounden to celestial call

Sail me matey, harness rein
Envious tis sodden domain
Cast to enchanted sea
Foolhardy, thou may be

Hasten to landlubber true
By chance nary pines you
Submerged in foamy cascade
 Seawaters tis possessive maid...

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A scorpion tail
Tell me when it's safe to yell
For God's sake I'm shaking here,
Breaking here, taking breaths of arid air
And drowning
Sandy bubbles rising, crowning 
An anticlimactic pop
Please stop! You're hurting me
The heat, it steeps like morning tea
Your sandy screams live and breathe 
My self-fulfilling prophecy 
It burns, I can't. I can't 
I can't be water for you cup 
Deserted here with not enough 
I'm empty too. It's
Me. 
My disease....

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Deep purple dahlias   -   plush garden zen
steeps in the moonlight hours. Zappiest buds
sleep in their flower beds - beautiful dreams.
Keep of dazzling pompoms - perpetual studs.

Blaze of royal beauty   ~   reign of kindness.
Praise of   Queen of Autumn   in twilight’s dim.
Sways, the ornamental puffs, sowed in dirt.
Daze of youth plucking stem. Love’s princely whim.


6/10/2021
Contest: Lento 8 Lines
Sponsor: Joseph May...

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Little frogs little frogs the water is getting hot.
Sit back and relax and we will legalize pot.
Watch the screen sink into the scene.
We will watch over you, we are not mean.
We will turn up the heat while you are asleep.
We will enjoy the aroma as your flesh steeps.
Your souls are ours there's nothing you can do.
You are in too deep cooking in our stew.
American's are cooking little by little.
As we give our rights away they drool their spittle
06 Jan 2013   11:24 am...

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In translucent silence
sapphire-capped minarets
stand like ardent rose buds
under glint of a firefly moon.

Gone are birds of day
like ruby breasted dawn
spilling ashes of roses
on a saffron horizon,
rhododendrons and azaleas floating
up high to burnish
the mosque's ghosted towers.

Through night's brisk lapis
the hushed teal dome bides
wafting apple breezes
as walls and turrets lumber,
shielding the tiled plaza
until morning steeps the landscape
in the aura of peacocks....

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