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A collection of my lousy poems

Hello dear friends. Sadly, I haven’t written any fresh poems this year, but today I had an urge to post something on my blog.

I’m sharing few poems straight out of my drafts. I never had guts to post them because I considered them stupid or tad naive 👦 Most of them are my preliminary work. And they don’t necessarily follow any particular rhyming scheme.

1. A night time Melody 🌃


Humming breeze swirls in the twilight
Family of Cuckoo birds is tucked in tight
Crickets sing to serenade the night
Sleeps the crimson petal, now the white

A Mother sings a lullaby not so far
Star shines brighter in the darkest hour
I keep my dreams alive in pretty jars
To sing a lullaby of – A night time melody
strummed on Angel’s guitar


2. Poor Angel 👼


Light’s gone,
day’s end.
Dubious nights,
Tired of –
all the fights.
Intense emotions,
Craving in.
Been this way,
Since eighteen.
Sinking slowly,
In a daydream.
Perhaps, the world
is way too cold,
For angels to fly.
Save that poor thing,
with wings so white.
Cuz’ this time,
he might fade
away,
Right in front
of Your eyes!


3. A Ghost 👻?


I was once a benevolent mind.
Then It happened on one pallid night.
Something quelled my ardour,
Making me guise around .

lingering in hypnosis,
and sunken with a dubios frown.
I would run like a wild berserk,
Up and down, through an old rot town.

thought i was doomed.
Can’t say a word, until it resumed.
Hunted and smacked me down.
Heard a Knock, knock!

Who’s there I said ?
Seemed like a joke to me.
I chuckled with a little fright.
But then something happened to my delight.

It threw something at me, and said.
Have you lost your groove?
You’re not the same one i left,
one year ago!

*Nah I’ve not changed.
It’s just my new groove.
Leave me alone!
Or I’ll crack your bone

I cried with a plight cause he said,
He was staying till the sunrise.
And this morning I woke up at night,
Fervent, sane and a little surprised.

Now I’m writing this poem and wondering
What happened and why?
Was it a freaking ghost or just,
The voices in my little mind?

PS: In this one I was clearly trying to use some variety of vocabulary. Guess what? I should stick to simple words🥺

4. A Morning poem 🌻

*Clicked by me

The sun rose to greet the day
and set a golden blaze across the sky.

The birds chirped their morning greetings
as I opened up my eyes.

The wind softly rustles through the trees
smelling of flowers and morning dew.

As I awoke to this view
my thoughts turned to you.

Good Morning dear friend

I hope that this day is one
that’s just as nice for you


5. HER 🤕🥵


It’s biting cold
Yet a scene so gorgeous
No traffic no crowd
In peace and solitude
far from pandemonium
of city life
I am watching the sunset
from my abode,
a little house
in the nearby hill.


I try to type
this lousy poem
but then
the Hot Cofee
that I just made
Is waiting for me
to get sipped
I might take a nap
In the cozy blanket
that my mom gave me
Some bygone autumn.
Also My car’s broke
I wish to take her
to the repairs someday
it stays there rusted in the garage


…

Oh! It’s a perfect evening
lazier than i thought it to be
but what can you expect
from a life in the woods?
Sometimes i do feel a rush
of her lyrical laughter
igniting sparks in
My imagination
I might well write
A Song for her
But my
frosted musical notes
are drifting in broken chords.
Once a sweet symphony,
now a sour moon


…

The feeling gets stronger
as I type the poem
her thoughts All along
I thought I found someone
who would stay through all the crap,
Perhaps for within her was a pattern
so complex I never really understand,
but when the moon used to come up,
something pulled her to me and me to her
but this love was one sided
for in no way she was mine
only that I was hers
When she said it was over,
it was more painful than a heart attack
And right now it feels like my life has paused.

…

Ere the dusk touches my ears
lets fast forward to the closure
it’s time to put memories of her behind me,
To look to the future, that is bright and free.
Later I can die happily in these yellow woods
But Now is the time to move ahead
For there are miles to go into the night
And there are miles to go to reach the light


…


 

C’mon Guys, Let’s stop here. I have many more poems like these. I’d love to read your feedback, then I might compile a part two.

Thanks for 🐻ing with me.

Happy New year 💥🌸

 

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Under the Stars

Sizzling
poetic passions,
shimmering skies
– in the gloaming.

Sapphire moonlight,
the heavens are open,
Suddenly,
– crystal rain.

A divine cascade
romantic waters,
where you at?
– my starbright?

Oh love,
behind closed eyes,
my soul
– belongs to you.

You are so beautiful
amour,
my idyllic muse
– in secret.

The wonders of love
divine inspiration,
let’s make love
– under the stars