Short Waylay Poems

Illustrated haze,
Dappled on the blue canvas;
Vanquished by the night....

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gulp.gone
left alone in my room
i still would kill you
left alone for a day
i still would waylay
pray that i dont matter
or this is all fake
cake...

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There is ever a thing to do
For there ever will be no time savor
Like birds twitter in dawn praise
Ever intimated from within
And singing they stage ever
Not mindful what a brooding jeopardy waylay
It matters not what a future lay
For all known to them is surety, 
What a beautiful dawn beckon...

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To understand the mystery 
Is to overstand the jury
For pain traverses the sane
While they diverse through the insane
Real and proper
No steel and copper
Their love is for money
Not harmony
We believe in a being
Yet our souls are like spring
They wind each day
Easy to waylay
Yet we claim we shall overcome
But we dont know how far we've come
For us pretty,
It's a pity...

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Time, O Time!
Rest a while in my arms.
Cannot I waylay you with silken whispers,
sweetened promises, and love irresistible?
Come and drink deeply of my mortal sap.
Let it befuddle your senses and cloud your judgement.
Let it drive you to madness and obsession. 
Let it bring you before me begging and pleading,
for a taste of life and death upon my lips.
And then you will be still -
and we shall be eternal.

29 October 2021...

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Deep inner turmoil rising in layers of morose fog
Eternally she seems to scream putrid nothings
Put your mind to rest in somnambulist serenity
Reaching forever to only waylay breath
Efface my eyes does she of beatific maudlin
Sallow spirit filled with lackadaisical laughter 
She steals away grins and gifts glower
Inane is the patron of life she echoes
Onerous is this bombination of melancholy 
Needless are we the companions of she...

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Uncurl, uncurl the fragrant leaf
the flag of Spring, joyous relief.
Let watercolor flowers rise,
let winter’s white be exorcised.
Waylay your woes, leave off your grief.			

Tulips and pansies fill our sheaf.
Abundance eases disbelief. 
Lift your eyes toward His blue skies
Uncurl, uncurl

Hear His robin’s merry motif 
enjoy the scents, for life is brief. 
Drink it all in, don’t compromise.
Yes, we are in God’s paradise,
give praise, live in this right belief
Uncurl, uncurl...

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Life is a playground,
where folks ‘play’ around,
Catch-me-if-you-can, 
most favoured by man,
Some play badminton, 
with points they’re smitten,
Volleyball goes on, 
hit us with their con,
Basketball they play, 
with round nets waylay,
Yet others race on,
to the trophy drawn,
Happy noises heard,
enjoy game preferred,
Yes, life’s a playground,
with deep lessons found.


06.20.2021


For Shreya LN's "Playground" contest

5 syllables per line...

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