The spent year sinks in the captivating cauldron of history,
trace a fading furrow of memory in the shadow of setting sun,
etched in the realm of remote remembrance weary,
as the new months come with blooming buds of promise.
As Janus opens for me the door to the new beginning,
after my time crosses the corridor of the worn-out year,
I’d weave unseen dreams in the tapestry of future ensuing,
the unsung songs I’d fondly sing in cycles of new seasons.
My children who’ve grown aspirant wings of freedom,
have flown away to the seamless sky they have chosen.
In the new year I’d do whatever it takes for them to return
to the longing nest I’ve woven for them in my heart.
In my earnest pledge in the new year I solemnly resolve,
I’d kindle the candles of affection and care in my hearth.
The dreams eluding me in the years that have gone by,
I wish to fulfill before they’re abandoned in the wrap of time.
The effervescent incandescent aspirant longing
spreads the ardor spectrum in fervent firmament.
Spring-soaked beguiled brush paints passionately
my heart’s canvas, portraying the chromatic life.
In cracked cinnamon ground parched to the core,
my desert of desolation pervades, sneaking in the sly
within faded sanguine veins of fragile fallen leaves,
echoing the evergreen hymn of hope in their rustle.
The eyes weep the unseen tears in a torrent within,
fill the fathomless cauldron of pining pathos,
but forlorn life’s remnant essence remains verdant
in the thicket on the eroded bank of streaming mind.
In its tranquil depth I drown the dregs of despair,
the rivulets of rapture flow in my derelict depression,
as beguiling breeze braces me with whisper of bliss,
divine moonbeam suffuses me with gracious gleam.
The cascading cadence of the symphony of zephyr,
drifting from the harmonic plateau of exultation,
makes ripples of melody in the lilac lake of heart,
pulsating with the eclectic tune of endless ecstasy.
The spirited incandescent glow of ever-aspirant longing
spreads spectrum of splendor in the fervent sky.
The brush soaked in desire of the beguiled mind paints
passion on my heart’s canvas portraying the hued life.
In the cracked cinnamon ground of the time terrain,
my desert of desolation pervades, sneaking in the sly.
Within the wilted folds of the restive leaf of soul,
the rustle echoes the evergreen hymn of hope.
The psyche weeps the unseen tears in a torrent within,
fills the fathomless cauldron of pining pathos,
but forlorn life’s eternal essence remains verdant
in the thicket of dream on the eroded banks of mind.
The cascading cadence of symphony of emotive zephyr
drifts from the yonder plateau of lasting yearning,
makes ripples of enticing melody in the lilac lake of heart,
pulsating with the eclectic tune of endless ecstasy.
This blind pianist can see or not see,
His plan was to collect cash and flee,
His hands can play piano on a free,
He could sense the encircling tree.
Pianist meets a girl through an accident,
She gets to know he was an job aspirant,
But never could catch the fake ambient,
The pianist was smart and very resilient.
He saw a murder with two naked eyes,
But to the police he completely denies,
As fake as the pink sun are his lies,
That can’t be caught by group of spies.
The girl see’s the pianist in london,
Singing song in club dark as dungeon,
She again fells for his fake tell of rabbit,
The pianist finally made London his inhabit.
SPRING
Shimmering Sun shines soft closing cold chilled frosty shivering term.
Spring in zest, zeal and zing on little warmth with charismatic charm.
Nature’s Festival of renewal energy in mellifluous serene beauty.
Season’s King The Spring on manifestation of pristine purity.
Dry leaves completing turn leave trees flying winging free to escape.
New leaf buds peeping on glossy look taking subtle smooth shape.
Spring brings bare branches garbed with shiny fresh fine foliage.
Spring in cheerful chirps of free birds and sad whistle of bird in cage.
Spring breathes strong off and on blowing whimsical sudden gust
Whirling twirling swirling pollen grains and chasing driving dry dust.
Fantastic fabulous frolic Spring in fragrant flowers on amorous flow.
Spring welcomes aspirant ambient to glisten on glamorous glow.
02/23/23
In Bloom
Contest by Joseph May.
Under the scorching blaze of the craving sun
The desiccated life suffering forsaken parched
Searches for a wayside tree of gratification
To provide the satisfying shade of success.
The fulfillment of deep desire of irresistible love
I irresistibly desire from the core of my heart
Subsumes seamlessly the passionate hedonism
That takes me to the ambit of enticing impulse.
Chasing mirage on dwindling dunes of despair
Hope lost of taking life to the illusion of oasis
As sand storm of setback brews in the horizon
I enter the awareness realm to surpass crave.
The insight restrains the demanding dreams
Lest these plunge to languish in life’s abyss
Push the self to the destructive domain of fear
At the disappearing edge of the ebbing hopes.
My mind then develops special skill of courage
Cultivates aspirant ability to evade the urge
Repulsion frees me from the bond of attraction
As I feel aversion sprout from the seed of desire.
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September 30, 2022
Contest : Desire And Aversion
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
The vivacious incandescent longing aspirant
spreads spectrum of ardor on the fervent sky,
spring-soaked beguiled brush paints passionately
my heart’s canvas portraying the chromatic life.
In cracked cinnamon ground parched to the core,
my desert desolation pervades sneaking in the sly
within the faded veins of the fragile fallen leaves,
echoing the evergreen hymn of hope in their rustle.
The eyes weep unseen tears in a torrent within,
fill the fathomless cauldron of pining pathos,
but forlorn life’s remnant essence remains verdant
in the thicket on the eroded banks of the mind.
The cascading cadence of symphony of zephyr,
drifting from the yonder plateau of yearning,
makes ripples of melody in the lilac lake of heart,
pulsating with the eclectic tune of endless ecstasy.
August 29, 2022
For A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest
VERDICT OF FIRMAMENT
Firmament addressed clouds asking
not to assemble in platoon
and alarmed aggressive adamant arrogant tempest
not to be tempted to attack,
but allowing welcoming gentle zephyr to blow.
Ablaze Sun got astonished but felt ashamed.
Ample heat with hot air was arrested.
Azure sky in amazing awesome auburn Autumn
to allure outdoor romance in assured angelic ambient
and to assuage any agony if annoying.
Amour awaking, awaiting, appealing for auspicious moment.
avoiding apprehension of anything awry or awkward.
Appalling atrocious happenstance not to hit aspirant pair.
Let the couple be abloom aglow in amorous flow adoring one another.
Not to put in anxiety or anguish but to be accomplished on admiration.
No question of absolution you should arise,
asserting affirmative answer of love to accept astounding unison.
06/19/22
Your Favourite Poem from the first half of 2022
Contest by Julia Ward
Sprawling aspirant vivacious incandescence
spreads spectrum of passion on the silken sky
spring-saturated exuberance spectrum paints
my heart’s canvas that comes to chromatic life.
On the arid cinnamon ground dry to the core
my auburn desolation pervades creeping in the sly
through the wilted veins of the fallen frail leaves
with the evergreen tunes of hopes in their rustle.
The eyes weep the unseen tears in a torrent
fill the cauldron of fathomless pathos
forlorn life’s remnant essence of verdance remains
in the thicket on the eroded banks of the mind.
The cadence of symphony of the fervent zephyr
drifting from the yonder plateau of yearning
glides with the ripples of melody on lilac lagoon heart
pulsates with the waves of rhapsody in the bay of bliss.
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November 25, 2021
Contest : "W" New Poems
Sponsor : Constance La France
Sir you are shining moon between millions of stars.
I can see your great shining positivity though I am very far.
You are something beyond imagination.
Sir you are God's wonderful creation.
You have a powerful vision.
You are the perfect solution of every confusion.
Your thoughts are pious and elegant.
You are beyond creative and something beyond intelligent.
You are such a creation which I can't express in words.
Your dedication touched my soul.
You are the biggest inspiration to achieve any goal.
Your teaching is not just a teaching.
You are creating and you yourself are portrait of humanity.
You are reflection of compassion, positivity and happiness.
Sir from you a true ias aspirant can never live apart.
Sir you are leaving your footprints on our heart.
WITH REGARDS
PRIYA SINGH
(Poetess, lyricist, author )
A flora friendly family fabulous
A colorful surrounding gorgeous
A nuclear family of Indore
Cantonment area being abode
Hailing from a hamlet humble
The head is joyous and jovial
Commerce was domain dear
Better half being a professor
The daughter is aspirant IAS
I verse after a huge hiatus
Philanthropic people poised
Wonderful, wise and kind
I salute to ‘Nehare’s South
As they’re cute and couth..!!
And all it happened
As i feared
Turned into life
A nightmare
When i touched the flame
I burned down
All my ashes
Lingered around
Seeing the sky
Lying on disgust
Can never bring stars
Into your palm anigh.
Awake
And revive
From those ashes
And burn down those stars
With victory of crashes.
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TAURUS
Truthful, Talented, Talkative, Trustworthy, Me in Taurus, always Transparent.
Also, Attractive, Affirmative, Aggressive, Admirable, Ambitious, Aspirant.
Undoubtedly Undaunted, Undismayed, Unprejudiced personality to hold
.
Righteous, Reasonable, Rational, yet Resplendent, Romantic heart to unfold.
Usually Untiring, Unshrinking, Unshaken wherever, whenever to appear.
Sharing same Birthday with Legendary Poet William Shakespeare.
04/01/21
'Bite size poem-No.6' Contest by Line Gauthier.
Officers and Gentlemen
I think this was the name of the movie I saw a romantic love story
of an officer aspirant and his girlfriend who worked in a factory.
When he passed his exam, he walked into the factory claiming
his trophy.
It was ever so romantic, brought tears to many eyes, it raised
a social class issue here, the movie was made before the woke
mentality and Me-Too took hold.
His friend who also studied to become an officer had a girlfriend
whose dream was marrying an officer.
He was not that keen to be one, broke off the study and told her
they could get married now buy a house and have kids
A sulk walked across the girl’s face, and her dream was crushed
She didn´t love him, but the illusion.
She refused to marry a mere civilian.
Devasted, he understood she had not loved him, her words
of love was fantasy walking down the high-street, arm in arm
With an officer.
The young man felt betrayed and lied to boked into a hotel
got a room and, later that day hung himself.
wow this must be good
gonna copy these strange words
cribber aspirant
By
David Kavanagh
Only in jest, the soup is clear
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