Quotes about heady, page 8
Machinery For Raising Water
Great passage of water
Through pipes, branching from the Euphrates:
That was Nebuchadnezzar's gift to his twerking wife Amytis,
Who longed for trees,
Who longed for Medea,
And its heady fragrance.
Strabo's map of the world,
Going all the way to India,
In 17 volumes it is said,
Was a product of his squinty eyes,
So closely set he could watch Babylon from Athens.
He could also see the back of his thining hair,
Like a hare,
And divined the sizes of the sun and the moon,
With which he discussed with Augustus,
Over black wine,
That as well as the mysterious perfection of Imperialism,
While Augustus drooled
And the Empire slopped up his spit,
Just like the pipes
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poem by Stan Petrovich
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The mirage
Man's search for freedom when no fruits find for far long,
Perhaps, he in deep fear of freedom is,
Or tuneful he ne'er sings liberty's song,
For, freedom is not all of heaven's heady bliss;
And cosy often feels a prison wall,
Warm and safe feels a loving heart's bondage,
While comes freedom calling a duty's call,
And conscience conspires to coo in cage;
The seeker's not in search of a few more
Roses that come with thorns amidst the greenery,
Nor yet more oases in a dry desert core,
‘Tis duty that makes him much more weary.
The search in me, yet, seeks no more than a couplet
To end my quest, to rest cosy with a sonnet!
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- Sonnets, Tongue-in-cheek | 09.08.11 |
poem by Aniruddha Pathak
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Upon Reading Tennyson's 'Lady of Shallot
With fear to part exquisite threads
weaver, requite stagnant days in loom
doom heady closure, mirrored in room
for within your work, worlds are read
Lungs caught quick with congealed air
thy careful rebellion, quick to abrase
meet one free form, emit tendril haze
across the river, longing we stare
Tepid isolation pleading, do abide
a curse is on you if you stay
articulate fingers perpetually splay
leave not the crystal by your side
Escaping striations framed from creation
stay you do, pace you through cracked life
and for whom so you list causing strife:
Lancelot straddling earth with elation
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poem by Maxwell Ames
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Desires Part -2
Yet another night
As I lay awake
Sleepless in desire…
Eyes aching for a
Glimpse of
"me"
In your eyes..
Lips parched
In hunger of
Your mouth.
Arms naked
In want
Of your arms.
Bosom swollen,
Painful against the confines.
This ache, painful..
Yet heady..
Starting at the navel
And spreads
Engulfing everything
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poem by Anjali Kakati
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A Lost Friend.....
What happened to the little girl
who leaned on chubby hands at school.
What happened to that lonesome child,
all plain and fat with soulful eyes.
The other children mocked her,
while I would shun their jibes.
What happened to my precious friend,
the one with dimpled thighs.
I recall the day she ‘died',
It was then she found her smiles
when her breasts grew big and proud,
those days she'd not want me around.
I recall the times she sighed,
when boys at high school caught her eye
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poem by Ruth Walters
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A Soul Stirring Morning
Gingerly stepping out nicely wrapped, inhaled
Shivering watched the hot vapours as I exhaled,
Swallowed by the icy breeze that tingled my face,
Carrying with it the invigorating heady fragrance,
Of dainty whitish pink cherry blossoms
My gaze rests on daffodils and tulips—awesome:
One pale yellow and the other inviting attention,
With its vibrant colours, coming out of hibernation.
The Dal Lake is enveloped in fog and solitude.
Villagers, in Pherens are picking logs with fortitude.
The Sun is smiling taking in the whole scene,
Birds are having a sunbath perched atop the trees.
Hill tops some dark and some lit up with sunshine
Silent witness to the morning coming out alive.
It’s kind of slushy, as my feet sink in the melting snow
I raise a toast to spring, and watch winter make a graceful bow.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Friendship
Friendship - a seamless sky
Far too complex to gauge or delve.
At times like the early rays of morn
It fills one with joy.
At times like a gentle breeze
It cuddles and cossets.
At times like dark clouds
It overcasts the mind.
At times it comes blowing like a gale
Sweeping us off our feet.
At times it sprouts like a seedling
Growing out into a tree, giving shade.
It blossoms like a Night Queen
Diffusing in the air, a heady scent.
At times like the plaintive notes from a flute
It saddens the soul.
Like a rainbow it may swiftly vanish
Or remain like a beacon
Guiding us when storms rage.
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poem by Valsa George
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~ I Ms. Nivedita: That Rookie ~
~ I MS. NIVEDITA: THAT ROOKIE ~
Ms. Nivedita.
07.11.09.
UK
Liberty fixation to fashiondom
Elitists indulging jocund stardom,
Rookie like me
It’s utter bedroom boredom.
Joy of
Imprisoned liberty
Phew out
Share shout yell:
Futility of untidy elitedom,
Utility of tidy weedom.
Stardom crispy pop corn
Aftertaste without
Weedom boiled barley
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Eleven
ELEVEN
Eleven, eleven, eleven years old,
intrepid, courageous, becomingly bold,
awaiting the whistle to aim at the goal,
youth victory snatches to go for the gold.
Eleven in yellow, eleven in blue,
first warm up, then face out, they know what to do,
team practice their axis extended, each soul
feels ready, steels steady, heart heady, on cue.
Eleven enthusiasts, courage extolled,
engage without rage on the field that has told
long tales of hopes met or defeats swallowed whole,
on one ball all focus as onwards its rolled.
Eleven, eleven, well matched, tackle through,
a game which enflames passions partisan, true,
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Wintertime Blues
Anna is wearing dark gown
winters spells holding her down
swear the clocks stopped
hope my ears not blocked
with these winter time blues.
The astral stars run long
I'm writing her love song
reading her taro card sign
unmasking her seductive design
with these winter time blues.
Ocean blue birds gone west
I play blues to confess
how true love never dies
is elusive and often flies
with these winter time blues.
Winter creates heady weight
lovers and others call fate
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poem by Wayne Falconer
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