Unclosed Poems | Examples

Full Moon Dream

In the futile triviality 
of the desolate wasteland,
a sunburnt solitary tree 
languished a long while,
cast nonetheless 
on the parched ground 
a sensuous shadow, 
my secret sanctum.

A crystal path I had paved 
to the realm of retreated yearning,
along the contorted contours 
of the disguised desire,
where intrepid roses bloomed 
amidst the spiculed cactus,
the scent took me on mirage 
to the oasis of reverie.

In the motif of morphed image 
in my unclosed eyes
the lanced landscape turned 
into the garden of glory,
the fringe of flying cloud  
captured colors of horizon’s pallet,
the beguiled breeze conducted
captivating concerto of twilight. 

In mystique night you came enticed,
floated on the flair of stardust, 
radiant in the amorous aurora
of silver sequined moonshine,
lifted the shroud of secrecy, 
entered my forlorn abode, 
where I dreamed, 
I was the full moon in your sky.

Zephyr

“The effervescent beauty needs to be embraced,
for it may drift away with the wind” –Quote by poet
 

The onyx hair untamed 
Some swirl in the squally stream  
Some lace lilting lattice on ivory forehead 
Locking the charisma of the evanescent mind 
Lest it flies away from the face in the zephyr. 

The almond eyes unclosed 
Eyelids blink to the tune of butterfly flutter 
Eyelashes align with silver strings of starry sky 
Hold the dulcet facade of dream-drenched charm 
Lest it floats away from the face in the zephyr. 

The flower of luscious lips unfurled 
Dons the lilac luster of the sunburst dawn 
Dew drops shine on petals with sparkling allure 
Engraving the curled contours of the mystique smile 
Lest it flits away from the face in the zephyr. 

The cherubic cheeks unveiled 
Spread jasmine scent in the seductive air 
Caressing the face suffused with glow of aurora 
Paints the passionate portrait of gorgeous glamour 
Lest beauty drifts away from the face in the zephyr.

Possessed

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.

Don'T Quit Your Daydream

In the desolate wasteland of barrenness,
a solitary tree scorched by the sun for long,
cast on the parched ground, nonetheless, 
a sensuous shadow, my forlorn secret sanctum.

Along the path I paved to the retreated yearning,
on the contorted contours of desiccated desire,
wild flowers bloomed amidst the thorny cactus,
the fragrance took me on mirage to the reverie oasis.

In the transformed vision of my unclosed eyes,
the desert turned into the garden of paradise.
The cloud captured the colors of horizon’s pallet,
breeze serenaded in the seducing gleam of twilight.

You floated like an angel in the moon dust shower,
mesmerized me with your amorous radiance.
Even at dawn I felt in a trance I was the moon,
to light up the dark days, I didn’t quit my daydream.  

________________

November 18, 2022

Nocture Surfer

The pink honeycomb provided a mysterious grace,
Warrior with a sloth-purse unclosed wound.

Sargassum, barefoot hollow woman,
As if such an object could meet my canonic sound.

Soak my feet in cool moist sand,
And juncture to the purple sunset over the sea-bound.

Slowpoke chucklehead hump and heave its swarm,
Create a hole in the caliginous maroon of the unfound.

Until she's done and back to the ocean,
I set and bout her unreal breath with the ground.

This sea a ford motor stimulates altitudinous,
It evokes in me how all designs breathe and drown.

Ocean waves are noisy
like the rain dexterously pours down.

Written: October 10, 2022

I Love You

The eventide sun spread golden hue in my garden
as I saw your beauty blossom in my alluring arms. 
The sapphire patina of glistened iris bud unfurled 
in your dreamy eyes with the lilting luster of love.

A tiny drop of joyful tear in the corner of the eye
gleamed like the luring pearl of shimmering dew,
reflected radiant flicker of yearning in my heart, 
the view took me to the edge of the stalled time.

In the trance of the fusing embrace I saw a blue sea
form in your eyes where I floated on waves of desire.
I wished you knew I liked to see your eyes unclosed
till the end of time, so I could sail to the bay of bliss.

October 21, 2021
Contest : I Love You
Sponsor : Eve Roper

Museum of Memory

The ebon hair untamed 
Some swirled in the stream of squall 
Some weaved enigmatic lattice on the forehead 
Locking the charisma of the evanescent mind 
Lest it flew away from the face in the wind
I kept it framed in the museum of memory. 

The almond eyes unclosed 
Eyelids danced to the music of butterfly flutter
Eyelashes aligned with starry strings of the satin sky 
Holding the dulcet facade of dream-soaked charm 
Lest it floated away from the face in the wind
I kept it framed in the museum of memory. 

The flower of luscious lips unfurled 
Donned the lilac patina of the sunburst dawn 
Dew drops glittered on petals with sparkling allure 
Engraving the contours of the mystique smile 
Lest it drifted away from the face in the wind
I kept it framed in the museum of memory. 

The crimson cheeks unveiled 
Spread jasmine scent on seductive zephyr 
Caressing the face suffused with aurora glow 
Painted the transfixed portrait of ethereal grace 
Lest beauty fades away from the face in the wind
I kept it framed in the museum of memory. 


September 20, 2021
Contest : A Lovely Memory
Spoinsor : Regina McIntosh

Momentary Assurance

I was in a sound sleep
    ahem.. ahem...
    ahem.. ahem...
Suddenly heard someone cough
Then, i quickly opened my eyes
to just find a heart lying on a thermal surface
wriggling & weeping for support
  Oh...unfortunately it was Mine..
My Brain had a stroke watching at a strange sight instantly..
Strong choking feel in my neck..
Mouth remained unclosed for people to hear my voice box scream..
Hands and legs were in paralysed state
Blood slowly kept dripping from my soul..
and tears leaking out of my glorious eyes
  Oops...there i stood ..
freezing into a lifeless statue..!

[struck by the storm of ephemeral stillness........]

Gosh..   
I urgently wanted Life..!

Unexpectedly, there came my Hero
stood by my side
Gazed..
Gazed deeply into me
Finally touched with his magical fingers
And...wow
i saw myself ..
lying on the couch alive
On his...broad shoulder..!

16-6-2021

~DEEPA.V

NOTE: ALL YOURS Poetry Contest
Sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
FIRST PLACE:-)

Perception

My eyes were closed then
On your unopened eyes you felt
Enticed me dreaming of you.

My eyes are open now
In your unclosed eyes I see 
Entranced me drowning in you.

June 11, 2021
Contest : Bite Size Poem No. 6
Sponsor : Line Gauthier

Face In the Wind

The ebon hair untamed 
Some swirl in the stream of squall 
Some lace enigmatic lattice on the forehead 
Locking the charisma of the evanescent mind 
Lest it flies away from the face in the wind. 

The almond eyes unclosed 
Eyelids dance to the music of butterfly flutter
Eyelashes align with satin strings of the starry sky 
Holding the dulcet facade of dream-soaked charm 
Lest it floats away from the face in the wind. 

The flower of luscious lips unfurled 
Dons the lilac patina of the sunburst dawn 
Dew drops shine on petals with sparkling allure 
Engraving the contours of the mystique smile 
Lest it flits away from the face in the wind. 

The crimson cheeks unveiled 
Spread jasmine scent on seductive zephyr 
Caressing the face suffused with aurora glow 
Paints the transfixed portrait of ethereal glamour 
Lest beauty fades away from the face in the wind.

September 1, 2020
Contest : Completely Your Choice Any Form Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand

Ripples of Rhapsody

Sprawling aspirant vivacious incandescence, 
engraves spectrum of passion on the ashen sky, 
spring-saturated spectral exuberance spreads 
on my heart’s emerald canvas coming to life. 

On the arid cinnamon ground cleaved to the core, 
my auburn desolation pervades and creeps in the sly 
through the wilted venation of the fallen frail leaves, 
with evergreen tunes of hopes riding on their rustle. 

The unclosed eyes wept the unseen tears in a torrent, 
filled the lacustrine cauldron of fathomless pathos, 
forlorn life’s skeletal essence of verdance remained 
upright still in the thicket on the mind’s eroded banks. 

The cadence of symphony of the fervent zephyr, 
floating from the yonder uplifted plateau of yearning, 
glided with current of melody on the lilac lagoon heart, 
pulsating with the ripples of rhapsody in the bay of bliss.

August 19, 2020
Contest : All Yours (Jan 21)
Sponsor : Brian Strand

Sing Now, All the Birds of the Earth

The whispering breeze across the vibrant landscape, 
gliding beneath the cerulean sky of serenading spring,
turned into the menacing suspect of a sudden scare 
of the invisible danger slyly afloat, changing our lives. 

In entangled social web of modern life of collapsed space,
the distance created on the lone track of changing times,
enlarged perforce at the compulsion of survival instinct,
widened gap in sense of proximity will remain unclosed, 

In the dusk sky I still see the sunburst spectral splendor, 
the rays of hope paint golden lines on the gloomy clouds.
It won’t be long in the draft of fresh air they’ll drift away, 
darting shadow will tell us it’s time to revere ruined nature.

From the debris of abominable nightmare mankind will rise 
like the sphinx in the enlivening gleam of the new dawn. 
Free from confined psyche let’s tell all the birds of the earth,
sing now the farewell swansong for the invisible invader.

April 26, 2020
Title chosen : Sing Now, All The Birds Of The Earth
Contest : Pick-A-Title. Vol 16-Free Verse 2
Sponsor : Edward Ibeh

It's Now

The flotilla of the ivory-varnished sailing clouds, 
gliding across the cerulean sky of serenading spring,
turned into the menacing fleet of sudden scare. 
Its shadow of invisible danger has changed our lives,
maybe forever.

Tangled in the complex social web of modern life,
the distance created on the track of changing times,
enhanced perforce at coercion of survival instinct.
The widened crevice in kinship will remain unclosed,
maybe forever.

But I still see in the sunburst splendor of dawn sky,
rays of hope etch golden lines on gloomy clouds,
it won’t be long when surely they will melt away. 
If there is a time to venerate the ravaged nature,
it’s now.

Wrapped within collapsed wings of the caged bird,
confined psyche crumbles in the abyss of desolation,
fortified it’ll rise from the debris like the sphinx.
If there is a time to keep the morale sky high,
it’s now.

April 1, 2020
Contest : What Matters Most To You
Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke

If There Was No Tomorrow

When time past would freeze in winter of discontent
from eternity I’d borrow the spring of time present,
and bloom the flowers of time future in my meadow,
if there was no tomorrow.

The sunburst sky’s spectral flow of heavenly hue
radiated the tinge of ecstasy from the dawn’s dew,
in my unclosed eyes the perpetual painting I’d stow, 
if there was no tomorrow.

At the edge of the seraphic night’s tapestry of blue
when the motif of love I lost I’d discover anew,
my dreams I’d lay on timeless moonbeam’s glow,
if there was no tomorrow.

When all the bridges of belonging would burn
a dismayed voyager from the wilds to you I’d return,
with you I’d merge turning to your second shadow, 
if there was no tomorrow.

Written : August 21, 2019
January 20, 2020
Contest : Strand Choice
Sponsor : Brian Strand

Broken Glass

unclosed eyes lose you
split dream drowns in flood of tears…
half-full broken glass


July 10, 2019
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