Tinge, thy colors terrific.
Weather wave, point where?
Heaven and Hell, this may stick!
Brick upon the bare.
Red the rampant real? Rind? Rhyme.
Tornados in time.
Wind above the city, chime.
Tequila, thy lime.
Yak upon the mountain;
Which way doth trouble lurk?
Rubbish, fill the garbage bin!
If you work, you shirk!
Psyche, soul tormented;
This place sure stinks of doom!
Lyre of love lamented!
O curse on pharaoh's tomb...
Bloom upon the tamarind?
Reality grinned.
Sin, thy light the whole world pinned!
Challengers a-chinned...
Roll that boulder, vagrant king!
Silver is thy sting!
Drenched upon but undying!
Rail about the ring!
Levels sinking in the pool?
Silent lies the spool.
O young people, keep it cool?
Flayed dismayed, fair fool...
Ghoul, thy magic terrible;
Golem, shall we ride?
Room within the brazen bull?
Bailiff, how you tried...
Remember where you came from
And what you had to do
To achieve your present outcome
Before your life was through.
Your life has reached duality,
Rumor is now the known,
And your stereotyped personality
Has assumed a life of its own.
Now that you are famous,
Your private life is through,
Your flame of fame is flickering,
But it’s cored by a tinge of blue.
dewdrops, brightly lit,
adorn the golden skytops.
sky, as though her clothes were torn.
hides behind clouds, feeling shy.
Once the beating of
The drum, follows the beating
Of the heart, tinge ding.
I could tell you who I am,
But I'm petrified of opening up.
Why am I terrified of pouring like a river?
I wonder what mountains gave me such shame.
But you'll forever live,
Within the cracks of some beating heart,
I wonder,
If the first stab of heartbreak,
Was the same shades to you,
Purple, yellow, a tinge of pink.
What is the melancholy in salt?
For it resides in all endless things-
-Tears and oceans.
-By Pavika
Chiffon sky splashes the sunburst glow of grandeur
On the verdant valley veering around the jade hills
Fawn foliage rustles on the gentle slope with a sigh
Drawn by the wind dry leaves glide down the rills.
For long I've walked on the contour of crystal stream
Shore of the sapphire sea isn’t ever out of my sight
Before the spent sun sinks down the scarlet horizon
Your face tinged by twilight I’ll see at the fall of night.
June 8, 2021
Rhyme checked on RhymeZone.com
Contest : Lento 8 Lines
Sponsor : Joseph May
For A Brian Strand Premiere No 1217 Contest
My window opens wider,
as my focus narrows down
The words are now much richer
than what I used to think profound
The light brings joy and substance,
filling corners deep and closed
Its breezes tinged with lilac
—all negatives exposed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
My window opens wider
as my focus narrows down
The words are now much richer
than what I used to think profound
The light brings joy and substance
filling corners deep and closed
Its breezes tinged with lilac
—all negatives exposed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
blue tinge of moonlight,
reflected in your green eyes,
romantically teasing.
I wish to wallow
in its depths, soak up the love,
surrender to your wanting....
sparkling glints of light
portraying your inner glow,
bodies swaying together,
caressing desires.
quicker than lightening strikes...
moonlight pierces your heart strings.
September 7 2017
Contest: Russell Sivey's Moonlight Delight.
a splash of pink
in a deep blue sky
just tingeing the clouds
as they slowly drift by
sun slips behind the mountain
Whatever you anticipate
Contains a tinge of dread.
It’s better to acknowledge it
And hope it doesn’t spread.
If you prefer pretending,
Looking only at the good,
You’ll be shocked when you discover
How much you’ve misunderstood.
Though they talk of silver linings,
To an optimist’s delight,
We who recognize disasters
Know that’s only partly right.
For no matter the occasion,
Even those imbued with joy,
There is doubt or grief or anguish
Which the fates may yet employ.
With experience behind me,
There’s a lesson I have learned:
It’s the pessimist who’s powerful,
Preparing to get burned.
A tinge of gold
A patch of blue sky
Green foliage, unfolds
Capturing the soul