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Nonet -Frangipani

Night heady with the lingering scents.. 
The tropical breeze caressing
Senses awakened to the peak.. 
Frangipani blooms, falls..
Left spirit healing 
Under the tree
Hoping to
revive
whole

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poemlifespirit

Pregnant Blue

 ,Blue, the dispirited lifeless one.. 
Blue, the dejected throbbing of the heart.. 
Blue, the downcast sky of the obscure sun.
Blue, the blasphemous ideas to depart.. 
Blue, the aristocratic blue blooded haughty men.. 
Blue, racy and robust quenching  drink.. 
Blue, the puritanical tight laced to be dismissed again.. 
Blue, the dreary tears drown with every blink.. 

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blueshadespoem

The Portrait

I hung the portrait on the wall and stood watching.. 
A face of youth,naive and innocently juvenile.. 
A face of graceful countenance,the  smile so alluring.. 
I hung the portrait on the wall and stood watching.. 
There came a day the face changed its contours taciturningly.. 
The knowing wise look, so dark and sensational .
I hung the portrait on the wall and stood watching.. 
Face ,a proj...

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poempotrait

Magic

I want to be magic... 
Enchanting, charming, casting spells of delight.. 
I want to be magic.. 
Swirling and shining like a crystal ball of light.. 
I want to be magic.. 
Unearthly, coalesced, in sync with the wider cosmos.. 

I want to be magic.. 
Spinning simple tales of lives, nothing any grandiose.. 
I want to be magic.. 
Absorbing  and enfolding myself  in the soulful poetry
I want...

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poempoetryemotions

Clouds

Clouds drifting across the  blue sky..
Shades of startling grey and white ..
They encompass such pent up, brewed up grudges.. 
Floating across the towns, cities and villages.. 
Advent is with those light, white and frothy cotton candies ..
Ushering life with foolish hopes and absurdities.. 
Clouds of dismal sheen soon start to appear in the overcast skies.. 
Embittered are they of the peopl...

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cloudshopehappinesspoem

Pleiades - An enchanting valley

 

Dazzling,twinkling, breathtaking valley..
Dusk and enchanting dawn so ethereal..
Daunting hills gazed admiringly.. 
Deodars and Pines surrounding the fluvial.
Droplets of rain and cimmerian clouds.. 
Dazed by the bewitching play of nature.. 
Devoid of the bustling, maddening crowd.. 
Destined to be the abode of a true admirer.. 

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naturepoem

The Angel

Her eyes would never see the rainbow and the light.. 
But by her, my soul was to be ignited and benight ...
Her tiny hands that day clasped unsteadily with my own.. 
Touching mystically my core in ways I have never known.. 
An orphan who embraced the world as if it belonged to her.. 
What vision dare not achieve, her touch unveiled and  gifted life to her.
Teaching her sounds and syllables, ...

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poemangel

Frozen time

Time freezes for a while every single day..
The moments lie in slumber when we are drawn apart.. 
The closeness pirouettes in an enchanting ballet.. 
Time freezes for a while every single day
These goings and coming back are known to heal and allay
Seasons spent in the light of each other bring joy to the dear heart ..
Time freezes for a while every single day..
The moments lie in slumber w...

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poemtimefrozen

Nostalgia

Closing eyes, mind brings spectacular sights.. 
Brightly blooming daisies and daffodils.. 
The flush of the roses ushering a royal light.. 
The sun-kissed sunflowers near the majestic foothills... 

Sweet scent of lavender renders beautiful nostalgia.. 
The bountiful blooms bringing joy and embalming the soul.. 
The efflorescence and magical spread of the acacia.. 
Painting the canvas of m...

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naturenostalgiapoem

Paradise

So where is this most talked about paradise.. 
To transcend the abyss of pain, will it suffice.. 
For there is a silent and willing victim of monotone.. 
Who finds the ideas of a better tomorrow slightly overblown.. 
The ticking of clock sounds like footsteps of an impending doom.. 
For him paradise is a conjecture of an idle mind bloom.. 
A wishful gigantic escape from all the present calam...

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paradisepoem

My reflection

when I look at my reflection, I find scars.. 
scars of torn relationships
when I look at my reflection, I find shadows.. 
Shadows of painful bygone days.. 

when I look at my reflection, I find memories.. 
memories of good lived and unlived times.. 
when I look at my reflection, I find peace.. 
peace etched out by turbulence of mind
when I look at my reflection, I find solace.. 
solace o...

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poemmemorylife

One day

One day
One day the unsolved riddle will find its clues out.. 
One day this anxious await will no more exist.. 
One day the truth will dawn with no trace of any doubt.. 
One day we shall be destined to cross the roads of desist.. 

One day the mystery of unknown will cease to allure
One day new dimensions will emerge to explore.. 
One day our rendezvous would not be obscure.. 
One day we ...

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poemdestinylife

The far away

There is calmness when he is around.. 
An aura of warmth which is so alluring 
A balm of intimacy that pervades and surrounds 
Life is crazy and beautiful in thousand ways.. 
Slowly seeping into the core of my existences
He has filled my darkness with splendid rays
A connect felt so acute even from far off distances 

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poemloveemotions

Meandering paths

Twisting, turning, dwindling lanes of the city.. 
Passages down the dwellings, never stirring lives
Superciliously cutting across the heart of the town.. 
As the sun rises the trodden path watches the spirited steps marked with joy and fervor
As the sun goes down it watches the weary steps lulling its walkways.. 
It dorns the silvery light watching the romance sizzle up in the strolls.. 
The...

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pathlifepoem

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