by Tasmina Hayat Khan |
Categories:
love,
Fables are told today
Only on past golden days
Love is what we’ll make today
Loneliness will be ashamed to stay.
Oasis as longs for rain,
Wacky me to get a swain,
Iambus we long to gain
Naiad I shall play again.
Gaiety will be brought back to gain.
Tabard you will be wearing
Hallucinating, spell casting;
Earnestly I’ll be waiting,
Surrounding your hypnotizing.
Ubiquitous glee will eradicate dark.
Never ending exquisiteness,
Rabidity seeing of such love you made.
Abashed cheek will make you a pearl
Yaffle of green love tree will sing a song
Sabbath will announce that holly concord.
by Michael Smith |
Categories:
love, love,
Days abashed and washed
Surrendering further to the depths
Gulps of my own selfishness
Oceans vast with a man of "ifs"
Your love merely as my bouyancy
Another slip under holding breaths
I take and take, over and over again
But to you, drowning is the irony
For that love returned, I can never give
by Andy Chunn |
Categories:
crush, feelings, friendship, friendship love, memory, school, sorrow,
Keeping memories alive thru the years
Abashed at why I was lost
Taking for granted, compounded by fears
Emptiness adds to the cost
All of that time, was centered on me
Selfish and headstrong, I could not be told
Though poverty stricken I struggled to be
Entwined, but challenged to be so bold.
Peaceful and Easy the Feelings of day
Each memory was a dear one
Righteous but foolish in every way
Assured by that Sweet City Woman.
Shall I never travel that way
Or navigate that distance
Really, it’s easy for me to say
Remembering in this instance
You were my Sweet City Woman
by Wade Souza |
Categories:
angst, love, passion
Trembling bones. Arrested jaw.
Like bolt advised to keep affixed
Utter silence as I gape across the starry ceiling
Thunder crawling closer.
And I, a child,
Abashed in her bosom, dizzy--
under opal sheets of serenity
fraying
ripped
unraveled.
Against the pane, the bough raps incessantly
A talon scraping at my spine
Amid dissonance, her eyes a soothing refuge
Sails in squalls unwavered.
Then as abrupt as lightning struck
Piece of mine and mind
Acquiesce and into sleep
I slip beyond remorse.
by Anisha Dutta |
Categories:
love,
ardent ardor
offering amour-
with flowers moistened in tears
not to feel abashed.
11/09/20
'Bite-size poem No. 17'
Contest by Line Gauthier
by Peter Akinjute |
Categories:
anniversary, death, fear, feelings, mother, november,
Perplexed and dismayed
In the seeming misery.
This bewildered soul so abashed
Within the bodied figure so jittery.
Daunted her deep-felt presence
He wonders, if lost.
Heart sobs within, in cold sweat sequence
To what does this cost.
Uncertainty seemed a bedrest
One not pleasing to behold.
In what way does this become a test
Yet the mind feels a stronghold.
He mumbled through the dark intermittently
Ferreting a glimmer of hope to come.
Braced skillfully and Concomitantly
The love of her succor draws Him not to keep mum.