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Love Poems About Dramatic Monologue
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
cute love,
I came across my first love
You were always in my arms
Swore we’d never be apart
But I let you go
Now we are reunited
My heart just beats like a drum
I can’t take my eyes off you ...
My first teddy bear
02~04~15
Syllables 7,7,7,5
Contest: Dodoitsu Dr Ram Mehta
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
heaven,
Heaven to me is purely this
After a long and stressful day
Deep bubble bath, oh such pure bliss
Just need to melt my cares away
In foaming oils I love to lay
Scent of lavender will arise
Ease my tension and tired sore eyes
Wrap in a warm fluffy towel
Simple pleasures will be my prize
Drift to sleep, not be a night owl
01~31~15
Contest Dizain Me – Dr Ram Mehta
How many syllables used - each line is 8 syllables
~awarded 3rd place~
by Donna Golden |
Categories:
april, happiness, star,
If we have butted heads and you're feeling run over
If the words that I speak send you running for cover
If my swift, wicked comebacks can sting like none other
Know, as much as I fight, deep inside I'm a lover
I'll embrace the STRENGTHS and fight the WEAKNESS
But I'm not sure I'll ever be the type for MEEKNESS
Born the year of the SHEEP under the sign of the RAM
You can hate me or love me, but I who I AM
by Savanna Roberts |
Categories:
fire, love, snow,
Love songs and empty words curled
Around ideas of what love
Should be, like horns that ram the unsuspecting,
Shaking and shattering bones
And all expectation of the
Normalcy in past, weak coals that don’t smolder.
Life as it should be intrigued
My mind, kindled my spirit, and
Sizzled my heart as he seeped into my pores.
Head-strong and stubborn, he carved
The strict laws into his essence.
He obeyed these principles as religion,
And like a lamb he followed
The world’s ideology of
Perfection deeper into the demise he
Designed himself every time
He bleated for a white ewe,
Not out of his love of crisp snow, but the world’s.
by Hija De La Luna |
Categories:
absence, leaving, lonely, longing, love, memory,
He left
That night locking
Her away with a kiss;
Her soul captured by his spirit,
She stayed.
She waits -
For the spirit
To light her pitch-black days;
To breathe into her missing nights;
She’s still.
maria.corado
12/14/14
Traditional style cinquain: syllable count: 2/4/6/8/2
for the Cinquain Contest of Dr.Ram Mehta (theme: Longing)
by John Freeman |
Categories:
allegory, truth,
In ponderings of wanderings
Of contemplations incomplete
In one’s life are found blunderings
All human concepts have conceit
Bound of the precept of the truth
In ponderings of wanderings
Serpent slithers, always aloof
Nary a proof of his spawning
Many lives he is squandering
His power is in his disguise
In ponderings of wanderings
By pretentious love, his devise
Lifting the voices of trumpet
Of truth never the plundering
The love of truth is triumphant
In ponderings of wanderings
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In honor of Dr Ram
And contest
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, life, love, high school,
As I take my last breath
The pathway to my death
Is the Arc of a Rainbow
In Darkness, unforeseen
With a Soul, so unclean
As a Raven’s or a Crow
I can feel this new Life
Sounds of bagpipes and fife
An Eternity, to Grow
Inspired by Dr. Ram Mehta’s Contest
“ Balassi Stanza “
Author’s Note : Dr. Ram has Taught me more English
Than my Jr. & Sr. High School Teachers : Combined
by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
christmas, holiday, thanksgiving,
Holidays
Autumn
Thanksgiving
Harvest of food
Families gather close
Warm love
Winter
Christmas joy
Give and receive
Gifts...but best is the love
Exchanged
© Sandra M. Haight 2014
All Rights Reserved
~3rd Place~
Contest: Cinqku Poem - Holidays
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Judged 12/09/2014
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, lost love, love, wife
Vultures surround me, glaring at my ebony“ unsaved Soul“, Squawking, waiting for the
“Feast of Death”
The Sallow Sky envelopes me, destroying all thoughts of Eternity , a Love tear falls with-in
my last Breath
Where are the Stars, the Moon, the Sun, LIFE? : I stand alone scarred and scared ; “I want
to go Home”
See the glory of Mother Nature, touch the Robe of Father Time : To Write myself out of this
Horrible Poem
Inspired By the POEM “ If you can’t be a poet, be the POEM “ By Dr. Ram Mehta
Dedicated To “ Dr. Ram Mehta “ ( My Literary Advisor) through His Comments to my Work
by Arlene Smith |
Categories:
bird, nature, , Lullaby,
The heavens, their stage;
spotlights of sunrays.
Soaring angelic chorus.
Ballerina dance,
their movements enhanced
by beautiful songs of love.
A sweet lullaby
drifts down from the sky.
Performance demands a hush.
Entranced, we are now,
as they take their bow.
Mother Earth's mobile for us.
Contest: The Alouette
Sponsor Dr. Ram Mehta
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, life, love, wifeheart, heart, love,
How Blessed is she, to be with Thee
My only Prayer, she waits for me
With clouds in the sky, I sit and Cry
Why so young, did she have to die?
My Broken Heart has LOVE denied
I remember her kiss, A Heavenly Bliss
The love in her eyes, I intensely miss
I reminisce of Forever LOVE, so pure
Her Heart of gold, shall always endure
A Broken Heart, Her LOVE is the cure
Softly singing, are the Bagpipes and Fife
In Honor of my Dearest Most Beloved Wife
Living the joyful fulfillment of Eternal Life
FOREVER and ALWAYS I whisper my LOVE
Until We Entwine again , in HEAVEN Above
Inspired By Dr. Ram Mehta's Contest : " ELegy "
Dedicated in Memory of Lenore Ellen (Adams) Johnson
by Paula Swanson |
Categories:
love
Heated kisses,
fevered touch upon my waking.
Heated kisses,
entreating a sweet hypnosis.
Sultry promises you're making,
deep of your lips I am drinking.
Heated kisses.
Paula Swanson
For the contest Rondelet
Sponsored by Dr. Ram
Form: Rondolet
Placement: 6th
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend, love, thank youlove,
Good day , I have been dormant for many years
Maybe some of YOU can remember my words
I spoke in my Host’s stead, through oceans of tears
I come to YOU, singing ; Flutter with the birds
Humming Hymns : a crescendo of “ Forever “
Barbara Jean Gorelick : my Hosts’ “FOREVER”
I’m beating for her : the Gift of God : to Man
I see the Light again : LOVE I Understand
To be Continued
Inspired By Dr. Ram Mehta For His POEM : "Life a flowing river - Rispetto "
Dedicated to My LOVE " BARBARA JEAN GORELICK "
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
family, future, love, nature, peace, world,
I see a day when mankind will say
Let us our differences downplay
when the wolf will lie down with the lamb --
Hearken to the shofar blast of the horn of the ram
I see a day when every husband and wife unite
to keep the bonds of matrimony pure white
when children feel the love and care they so deserve
when families dwell in peace, no stress on their nerves
I see a day when the earth is back in equilibrium
without carbon overload or environmental destruction
when mankind treats our wonderful world with awe
when he respects Nature and Natural Law...
These visions may perhaps sound like mere dreams
Let's make them come true, on wise plans' streams
by Abdul Malik |
Categories:
nature,
Above all, let's respect Nature,
It's God's gift, a divine structure;
The heavens declare His glory,
In His wisdom founded the earth
And wrought the miracle of birth,
His creation tells his story;
Above all, let's respect nature,
It's God's gift, a divine structure.
With faith His love we understand,
In need if we but seek His hand,
The heavens declare His glory,
His creation tells His story;
Above all, let's respect nature,
It's God's gift, a divine structure.
Contest Theme: 'Respect' by Dr. Ram Mehta.
Form: Sonnetina Rispetto
by Ram R. V. |
Categories:
funny,
Wouldn’t meddle in Math
For I fear and respect her.
But love her figure!
— Ram, R. V.
by Paul Callus |
Categories:
love, mythology,
Gorgeous, eternally young
Alluring she emerges
Rising from the foaming waves
In dazzling beauty.
The forged magical girdle
She wears ‘round her naked waist
Attracts with enticing charms
The power of love.
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Contest: Dodoitsu
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
by Arlene Smith |
Categories:
anxiety, desire, longing, love,
Longing
Coveted want
Aching, yearning, pining
Languishing desire from afar
Lovelorn
Obsessed
Nervous urgence
Craving, needing, angsting
Agonizing itch left unscratched
Enslaved
12/21/14
Contest: Cinquain
Sponsor: Dr.Ram Mehta
First line: Title
Word count: 1-2-3-4-1-
Syllable count: 2-4-6-8-2
by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
longing, peace,
War
despised, feared
conquers, kills, sunders
people, countries, fragmented, torn
Hate
Peace
desired, embraced
liberates, nurtures, unites
people, countries, together, whole
Love
© Sandra M. Haight 2014
All Rights Reserved
~2nd Place~
Contest: Cinquain
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Meta
Modern Cinquain - Word Count: 1-2-3-4-1
Judged 01/01/2015
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
love, , sweet love,
Along our path, I've scattered seeds around,
so when the songs of meadowlarks resound,
sweet violets will soon spring from the ground.
As if inside a dream, we'll softly tread
along that path now blossom-carpeted
and make sweet love on a violet bed.
For Dr. Ram Mehta's Triplet Contest
by John Freeman |
Categories:
lost love,
Balassi stanza
as fickle love is cruel,
makes of many a fool
as hearts are many broken
“tokens of Jealously”
`kept of hearts zealously’
as hurtful words are spoken
hearts do become word graves
as jealousy gains slaves
common as subway tokens
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For and In honor of Dr Ram
And contest: Balassi Stanza
By John Moses Freeman
by Kim Merryman |
Categories:
hate, love,
God bids us love each other.
Why then do we hate?
Do we care?
4/1/14
For Dr Ram Mehta's Quinzaine
Contest
by Paul Callus |
Categories:
desire, love,
desire
fond, urgent
yearning, pining, craving
a hunger for love
need
need
hopeful, expectant
hankering, wishing, wanting
longing for passion’s ardency
desire
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Contest: Cinquain
Sponsor: Dr. Ram
Placed:1st
by John Freeman |
Categories:
introspection,
Love is Source
~love is life, the one suffice,
should I be death’s curse?
do I hate?
In Honor of Dr Ram
And Contest
by Jean Murray |
Categories:
animal, retirement, sad love,
There once was a ram who retired,
who really was terribly tired.
Having serviced the lot,
he should have have been shot.
But the gun thankfully backfired.