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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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Spring Girl

Met this lass named spring
She wore a princess dress
blushing pink as dawn
merrily she strolled
through fields and bawns

She sang to the trees
them green, some bloom!
As she touched the flowers
beauty burst forth.

She called out!
creatures came
together

She smiled
I felt…

absolute bliss!

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Hues of dawn

The dawn is fragrant with a ruby rose,
Golden shining sun shyly winks

Such pretty flowers sing
I watch as stillness flings

Footprints follow like a shadow as I walk
Never saw, never felt, a moment so calm

Brightened beats stage a warm heart
Wealth of music, words, fine art.

On the wings of time wounds fly
A rage swallowed with no sigh.

This earth is so lovely
Why then our sad story?

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I went hiking

Up I went hiking among the soul of clouds
Hoping to catch the sun seeds in my palm
As petals sing a lullaby it gets so real and
I cast my heart into the stream of its melody

The brook is cutting through the boulder
with every single precious beat
set sail the worries on a willow
as meadow fairies hoist the breeze

In silent conversations with the heavens
relaxing on a log that’s been expertly hewn
I can hear the patchy sounds of the horn
ushered by a gentle zephyr

Time to descend and collide with obligations
The plastic smiles replacing imposing nature
Walking around, with the fake crowd,
As if pretending to be alive!

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Mother Nature

Mother nature is a pandora’s box
Full of miracles and luscious knowledge

She’s the teacher of arts
The source of all sciences

Many mimic her beauty
To exploit her charisma

Some learn her laws
To decipher her secrets

But they fail to attain her wisdom
For the wisdom belongs to God’s creation

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A Sunny Morning

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Water gushing down the rock so fast
Mind watchful on thoughts so vast

The rays falls on the water
Reflections of colour dance on its alter

The grasses whisper in the wind
As bee’s flirt with their nectar

I feel the silence of time gone by
Makes the outside world seem a lie

Beauty and sound wash the mind
All negatives left behind

The sounds of nature in my head
Recharges my soul for times ahead

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A lazy Sunday

A small fish, swam up to stare,
the sun’s converging ray.

Reflected in the rippling lake,
trees trembled, nebulous and gray

Sitting by a bubbling brook
watching the rabbits play

Tea poured from a copper kettle,
and cookies wait in a porcelain tray.

Bird sang melody, sky turned blue
nature’s beauty on display.