The moist meadow of my heart
desiccates in desolation like a desert,
dispersed clouds of parched passion
make my mirage mind the deceptive sky.
The halcyon horizon I call mine waits
for the argentine moon to rise,
send from the fervent sparkling skyline
the sequins of your charisma
to swathe my sheltered shades of blues.
From the surge of sequestered sandstorm
the sands of my derelict desire drift away
from the shifting dunes of deprivation.
The dry oasis within me doesn’t remember
it was once an epitome of my longing.
Away from the wilderness of my loneliness
in the far away fawn forest,
I wish you turn into an emerald tree.
In its soothing shade I’ll like to repose,
hear the song of the leaves,
dancing in the breeze with your charm.
In the template of my seclusion,
the transient display of dreams
turns into lilting lyric of million steps
I walk to reach you,
setting free the captive heart
that quivers like the wasteland willow.
As the motif of my resolute essence
repudiates the reprisal of catharsis,
at the edge of your serenading fading shadow
I sense in the sanctum of my fossilized time
the sonata of silence.
The splendorous firmament of my fervent heart
twinkled with the tinsels of the argentine night,
where your glamour gleamed with tantalizing tinge,
suffused with the sequins of the mesmeric moon.
I was entranced by the amorous touch so tempting
of the captivating aura of your intangible charisma,
but you slithered away out of my spellbound sight,
like a clump of autumn cloud across my dream sky.
In the verdant vale vibrant with the rhythm of my heart,
your footprints disappeared in my pining forlorn plateau
beyond the fading turquoise trail of lingering longing,
as I wandered chasing the mystique mirage going nowhere.
From the ebony edge of the dense night of despair,
storm clouds surged with thunders of tearing strife,
splintered my sky once the yearning epitome of adoration,
the flakes of dream slid away dispersed in the debris.
Abandoned at the desolate crypt of the lonely night
I saw you become a shining star in my delusion sky,
sparkled for an enchanting while, disappeared forever.
I felt despondent I didn’t dream enough of a time for us.
“The serenading wind whispers the song of emotions
the rhythm of the longing heart listens to articulate” – By Poet
The sunburst sky sprays surreal spectrum
on the dew diadem of emerald meadow.
Floral colors compose spring symphony
floating on the cadenced flow of joyous zephyr.
The wind entices me with blissful tune,
as the argentine moonbeam suffuses me
with the gorgeous gleam of pristine passion.
The cascading cadence of zephyr concerto
drifting from the harmonic plateau of delight,
makes melodic ripples in my heart’s lilac lake,
pulsating with eclectic pace of ecstasy.
I then feel the wondrous southern wind waft
with your scintillating scent to allure me
to the amorous ambience of your grace.
Its silver sequins swing with the refrain
of the mesmeric moonbeam melody,
resonating with the echo of rapture
of the timeless sonata of your spring,
I long to hear when I listen to the wind.
Water rolling down from the pitcher
A long time ago, one purple morning
The sun took a seat in the argentine flow
It had quietly entered through the window
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September 6, 2025
The luminous crescent of shining silver sliver ascends
with silent slither on the satin slope of the sapphire sky,
entices the cadence of dancing sequins sprayed by nebula,
pulsates through the phosphorus glow of the argentine night.
Rhapsody rolls on the waltzing ripples of the rapturous river,
performed in the ballet of myriad floating flakes of the moon.
Celestial flecks of your charisma cascade with ethereal lilt,
flood me in the torrential tide of immersing emotion.
The euphoric moon slices spread on the ebullient river,
I hold one in a cup of still water in the palm of my hand.
Beneath the mystique shroud of the stardust sheen
I perceive the esoteric essence of love laced by lunar lure.
In its tranquil depth I drown the dregs of my despair,
torrents of fervent joy flow in serpentine course from you.
The ripples of allure dance on your smiling face in beguiling air,
flicker the shimmer of my soul with the cadence of moonshine.
The silver orb of the luminous full moon ascended,
slithering silent on the satin slope of sapphire sky.
Enticing cadence of the dancing sequins sensual
pulsated through the aura of the argentine night.
Rhapsody rolled on the waltzing waves of cerulean sea,
performed in the ballet of floating flakes of the moon.
Celestial charisma surged entranced with ethereal elan,
flooded me in the torrential tide of immersing emotion.
The euphoric moon slices spread on the ebullient sea,
I held one in a cup of still water in the palm of my hand.
Beneath the mystique shroud of the stardust sheen
I perceived esoteric essence of love laced by lunar lure.
The enticement morphed into flickering face dancing
in my dreaming eyes as I saw your enthralling smile
glow in the beckoning beam of the mesmeric moon,
still fixed at the fringe of my heart, so near yet so far.
The sound of silence echoes in the tranquil night sky,
wakes up the sleeping stars one by one to shine
in the bejeweled crown in the argentine ambiance,
the moonbeam strands weave dream of you for me.
In the stardust sprinkled night I wait fervently
for you to emerge out of my dream like an angel,
walk in the craving corridor of my mesmerized mind,
I let my longing drift in the air of night’s amorous allure.
The feeling of bliss comes out of the miasma to dance
in the silken sapphire of the seamless sky’s seraphic span.
Like ribbons of rhapsodic cloud nine floating in a trance,
my enthralled life spreads soaring wings of delight.
That’s how my dormant desire gets obsessed
by your shimmering radiance in the moonshine aura.
My unclosed eyes are covered by the tapestry of dream,
weaved with the threads of your hued longing.
I see you adorned like the crown of the pearly dew
on the beguiled blades of grass of the flushing meadow.
Following the turquoise trail traced out for me possessed,
my besotted yearning meanders to where you are.
The indelible image etched
on memory membrane
time couldn’t tow
to the obscurity ocean
in its shimmering shore
on the satin sands
I engraved entranced
the lattice of my love
the sensuous spectrum
of sunburst sky scene
shaped the facsimile of fervor.
Harmonious hearts
took entwined entity
sutured by sublime strand
weaving the infinity
I couldn't release
your alluring hands
my exhilaration candle
fervently flickered
flashed on your face
lasting luster
in twilight aura
I was flushed
with the flare
of craving delight.
You were gone
walking weary
the providence path
your engraved shadow
lingered lively
in timeless domain
my longing threshold
perceived permeated
the emotive endurance
of your yearning
the argentine glow
of the amorous moon
unforgettable adornment
of the bejeweled night
with sequined stardust
I embellished
your shadow in
eternity…
Luminous lucent mind longingly mystique,
multi-facetted crystal clear piece of gorgeous gem,
shines sublimely with the transparent thoughts,
glistened by the soul-suffusing sensuous rays,
the innate emanation of efflorescent emotions.
Clear of the cluttering cloud of surreptitious self-qualm,
the diaphanous psyche resolute in the ordained orbit,
stays shining as the stars of clarity shaping the galaxy
by fervent sequins in the enlightened transmuted trajectory
out of the ambiguous depth of abysmal abyss.
The mesmeric meadow clear of confusion shadow,
glows in the transit of the fleeting moments,
latticed with the luster of lucid drops of diamond dew,
sparkling with the gorgeous glitter of pristine sunshine,
looks up to the seraphic sky of untarnished dawn.
The gleaming pearls of euphoria in the argentine night,
make the gossamer motif of stars in passion perception,
convey in convivial irradiance the acuity notion,
everything has a time to come and go,
like the ephemeral instants of effervescent ecstasy.
The dispersed dark specks drizzle down silently
from the cauldron of the infinite blankness,
that the sky shapes at the edge of the ductile dusk,
since the beginning of the titular time.
The silken tapestry of the black blanket spreads slowly
as the twilight dissolves at the hinge of hazy horizon,
like the rinsed rainbow melting on the crumbled cloud,
from where the draping darkness flows with fluid night.
The sound of silence echoes in the night sky ethereally,
wakes up the sleeping stars one by one to sparkle bright
in the bejeweled crown of the argentine ambiance,
where the moonbeam strands weave dream of you for me.
In the stardust sprinkled bewitching night I wait fervently
for you to emerge out of my dream like an angel,
walk in the craving corridor of my mesmerized mind,
as I let my longing drift in the air of night’s amorous allure.
The breeze blows the somber summer screen away,
the silken sky revives to radiate the argentine allure,
clumps of cloud turning white cotton from canvas grey,
sail shapeless across the span of seraphic azure.
The ambiance prism reflects the vive of autumn
in the lucent threshold of the sun-soaked horizon,
splitting the surreal sunbeam in VIBGYOR spectrum,
hypnotic hues pour out of palette, painting the dawn.
The bowed down slender grass blades with tawny tops,
sway in the crisp air on the lap of the maroon meadow,
wear the crafted crown of shining topaz dew drops,
sparkling with the floating flair of chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-burnt blazing cinnabar garden pathway,
the dry wrinkled trunks of sepia trees still stand tall.
In the rhythmic rustle of the blushing leaves' splay,
they hear the melody of autumn’s aureate footfall.
The sky turns into inferno of lilac sunset splinter,
making the torrent of twilight in my heart to flow.
I hold its radiance for my time in the looming winter,
to feel the touch of warmth from autumnal afterglow.
The indelible image etched on my memory canvas,
the tide of time couldn’t tow to the obscure ocean. ,
In its shimmering shore on the satin sands
I engraved the lattice of my love for you.
The romantic spectrum of the sunburst sky’s fire
profiled the radiant facsimile of desire.
Our harmonious hearts took the entwined shape,
joined by the charming thread of sublime sunray.
I couldn't release your luring hands,
and felt my exhilaration fervently flicker,
flashing on your face like the luster of twilight,
I was flushed with the flare of craving delight.
You are gone where destiny has taken you,
your shadow lingers in my longing threshold.
I sense the enduring aura of your yearning,
like the argentine glow of the amorous moon.
I will never forget that night howsoever try I might,
as with stardust tinsels I adorn your shadow bright.
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April 5, 2023
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Contest : Free Submission
Sponsored by : Sotto Poet
You were the mesmeric moon for me,
gleaming in the cradle of the argentine night,
slithered in the silken sky I called mine,
a turquoise trail you traced in my heart.
Thunder clouds surged from the edge of night,
the debris of the splintered sky swathed me.
I saw you retreat through the glare of anguish lightning,
searing the strewn fragments of my cracked heart.
In the resplendent hours of the rising sun,
I painted with fervent fervor,
on the blank canvas of my mind, your flushing face,
sedately smiling, the eyes sparkling with my dream.
I travelled through the tempest of tough times,
that destroyed everything I made,
but arose from the ruins, retrieved the painting
from the recess of the mangled memory.
Your unsplit smile was saved with all its splendor,
my yearning shined in your eyes as ever,
devoid of ravaging sign the stroke of time inflicts,
although I found the canvas cracked.
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March 6, 2023
Contest : Cracked
Sponsored by : Anthony Biaanco
Given the many threats I have made against God,
given my forgetfulness of God,
given my sniveling prayers,
given that Tosca, that saintly hussy
who dwells in my head, given I have
created her from the whole cloth of my sacred,
scared and scarred ego; that Scarpio
riddled id of mine, prone as it is to dark corners,
and blood-red sunsets.
Given that she loves me in all the secret ways
I can imagine, given all this,
I am a child before her,
and although the Argentine tango
was made for sex,
we dance it more naked then any flesh
by the light of a bone-deep cellular glow,
and always she whispers into my ear:
‘please don’t let me make you -
forget God’.
My father left this rocky coast
Upon a southbound brigantine;
To make his fortune, he did boast,
Six months along the Argentine.
A lighthouse lit our lonely cove
For more than fifty years in all.
The beacon of my mother’s love
N’er quenched a night, as I recall.
Long have I scanned the sky;
My sons have come and gone. I cry:
“O, who shall carry on the light
That shone in mother’s eyes, so bright?”
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