The dispersed grains of darkness drizzle down silently
from the cauldron of boundless blankness of timeless infinity
that the sky starts to shape at the edge of dwindling dusk,
its condensed remnant configures the nebulous night.
The silken tapestry of the black blanket spreads slowly
as the twilight dissolves at the hinge of the hazy horizon,
like the rinsed rainbow melting upon the skyline clouds,
from where satin darkness flows with untamed fluid night.
Sonorous sound of silence echoing in the esoteric night sky
wakes up the sleeping stars one by one to sparkle entangled
on the bejeweled crown adorning the ardent ambiance,
as moonbeam strands weave for me the sequestered dream of you.
In stardust surged desolate nocturnal niche I wait mystified
for you to emerge out of my dream with seraphic feral flair,
walk in the squally craving corridor of my mesmerized mind,
where bracing amorous allure my longing feels wild is the night.
The rhapsody of rainbow
melts in morose mélange,
the concoction of colors
bleeds bland in
shattered silence,
sucked out
of crumbled core
of sensuous cloud,
soothing rain rinses
the stains in broken hearts,
shades of grey paints
the frayed linen of love,
redundant.
The requiem
of longing patina
of repentant rose
resonates melancholic medley
in the portals of petals,
the faded gloss
turns into tears
in pearls of mourning dew,
desiccates uncared
under the summer sun
of the desert mind,
the wilted flower falls
on weathered gravestone
of spent passion,
departed.
The cacophony captured
in the melody of forlorn music,
chaotic symphony floats
out of tune
on disharmonic wave,
strained smiles displayed
with elusive enactment
in ostentatious podium of life,
songs turn into echo
of convoluted noise
in hollow souls,
pretentious.
The intriguing facet
of listless life
seen entranced
through liquefied layers
of cynical stratum,
configures pessimism
in the sunken essence
of living exaltation,
the apparent aspect
refracts defiled expression
of warped existence,
enshrined.
"The pure heart is a spotless mirror in which
images of infinite beauty are reflected"
In splendorous devout space of my pristine heart,
shimmering in the sanctified radiance of indigo night,
you gleam like seraphic sequins of the moondust,
I feel fascinated as I sense your sapphire sheen.
My heart morphs into mesmeric turquoise lake,
where the rose petals flying from my garden float
with reflection of the facsimile of your florid face,
my essence engraves the beauty of heavenly intuition.
My heart swathed by silver streaks of stardust sparkle,
pulsates at its crescendo with the concerto of ecstasy,
where the beauty of your enticing ballet I see imaged,
suffused with moonshine my mind mirrors your charm.
My heart becomes the replica of memory montage,
as the receptive perception pattern of divine love
configures the enticement image in kaleidoscopic collage,
the unsoiled mirror of my heart reflects your beauty.
They said to keep silent
But my silence speaks much
My master said, "Silence is the master of knowledge.”
But the silence wanders as a verbose inquisitive
No one is a listener of the silent speech
That’s why the silence writes itself lonely
The dazzling white paper invokes the drizzling of pen
The silence configures itself as the words of the poem
Summer to spring, cradle to the graveyard
The silence touches the soul of the tongue
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
29/04/2023
Moving ceiling fan configures the shadow thru light
The lizard is wandering silently to its food
The light is the obstinate demand of the ant-hill
Food is the output gist of the life's death!
© Mahtab Bangalee
23/03/2023
“Nocturnal silk sheathes the woods,
moon dust laces lattice on lush leaves,
fireflies flash on the trail of dream”. By Poet
The opaque film of darkness spreads silently
out of the cauldron of infinite emptiness,
that the sky shapes at the edge of the dwindling dusk,
its condensed vestige configures the amorphous night.
The black tapestry stretches the silken swathe
to the hinge of the hazy horizon where twilight dissolves
like the rainbow melting on the skyline,
from where the satin shade flows to form the fluid night.
The sound of sensual silence echoes in the night sky,
wakes up the sleeping stars to sparkle bright
on the bejeweled crown adorning the amorous ambiance,
with the moonbeam strands I weave the dream of you.
In the stardust sprinkled sapphire night I see you
emerge out of my dream like an angel,
and walk in the craving corridor of my mind,
my love embraces you with nocturnal charm.
_______________
March 22, 2023
Word used : Nocturnal
Contest : Writing Challenge - "N" Words
Sponsored by : Constance La France
The sordid thought thicket thrives
within the dungeon of the dark mind,
where the web of tormenting roots wriggles,
entangles all the escape routes,
as qualm deconstructs life’s forest path.
Unsure frail footsteps falter,
deranged wobbly tread dithers,
the root trap and the abyss wait
for the traveller, worn out of walking long,
going jaded to nowhere in the jungle of life.
The survival struggle starts as shovel of resolve
upturns the security soil, fells the trees,
removes the mesh and the darkness,
the crafted pasture of freedom then
looks up to the sky above the dismal canopy.
Destiny isn’t a pretext, the walk is one’s own walk
through the murky maze of the forlorn forest,
where the insightful impulse carves out
a pasture transforming into the garden of bliss,
the inner vision configures in the clearing.
_____________
February 17, 2023
Contest : The Clearing
Sponsored by : Craig Cornish
For Brian Strand Premier No. 1194
The unwavering faith molds the mind
for its inward journey to the eternity,
life turns into a turbulent river,
the currents of contemplation interlace,
and carry the elements of innate reflection.
The ultimate merger with the serene sea,
shaping the fathomless soul,
manifests in the final amalgamation
with the aspects of infinite bliss,
sublimating the essence of mental motif.
The swirling currents of the vagrant mind
find the course of introspection to the absolute
through the layers of consciousness,
disappear in the shade beneath the divine lamp
that illumines the swathe of dark acuity.
The soul then shines in the spiritual glow,
reflecting the patina of the perception lotus,
as the self-searching comprehension odyssey ends
in the seamless sanctum of the supreme,
the oneness configures into thought rested awareness.
___________________
December 11, 2022
Contest : Thought Rested Awareness
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
The turning wheel of transient time
rotates life’s rhapsodic kaleidoscope,
and creates enchanting patterns prime,
crafted by mélange of mesmeric hope.
Contrived chameleon colors transform
the visage of mind’s vast topography
into ashen wasteland ravaged by storm,
or into a glistening emerald valley.
The rootless diffused dreams adrift,
float in the cascade of fantasy sight,
the shroud from misty vision they lift,
fashioning a beguiling vista of delight.
I have been flying on butterfly wings,
flittering in rippling air out of distress,
before it could fly away beyond spring,
forms for me the tapestry of happiness.
I have traveled lonesome in sunny days,
across the greening wilderness in shine,
or along the glittering garden pathways,
lined with spring saplings in hued vine.
Mind’s canvas turns into memory montage,
as the receptive consciousness free of strife,
configures bliss in the kaleidoscopic collage,
I see the reflection of joy in the mirror of life.
________________
May 7, 2022
Contest : In The Mirror Of Life
Sponsored by : Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Silver hue
stardust spreads
night turns blue.
On forest’s faint pathway
rustling leaves stir darkness
dust of dream flies away
to where my footprints go
rests in obscurity
covering my shadow.
I meander through forest at night
breathing the mystique mist lying low
the stars bring your glimmer to my sight.
The rising sun lifts a bright dawn new
the horizon blossoms in colors
I see pure patina flash on you
as you embrace me with gleam of grace
my yearning configures into dream
its image I find etched on your face.
_________________
July 4, 2021
Contest : A 3-6-9 Poem
Sponsor : Emile Pinet
January 12, 2022
Brian Strand Contest A Strand (1050)
In my maroon meadow
Storm cloud slithers on foliage
Turns the rain drops into rolling tear
Dripping with the rhythm of wind requiem
The melody configures your enticing essence
My heart holds when you’re gone.
June 5, 2021
For Bite Size Poem 4 Contest
Spnsored by Line Gauthier
A bud cradled within two tiny leaves
A dulcet design of tantalizing trinity
The proud plant tenderly conceives.
A flower blooming between two tinged leaves
A pristine picture of fervent fulfillment
The passionate plant arduously achieves.
A bridge binding two banks on land lonely
A suturing structure of crafted closeness
In the rhapsodic river euphoria flows freely.
A dormant desire twinning two hearts innately
A child creates the link in paired possession
The triad configures the epitome of life completely.
February 12, 20121
I chose to make 3-line stanza for the contest
Contest : 3
Sponsor : Anthony Biaanco
April 28, 2021
Contest : All Yours (Apr 28)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
SILHOUETTE (14/23) — PLAYTIME
Play prompts ploy
Surreal senses sway;
Craze configures
~~~~~
Here I dance
With each bright chance
In dreamy trance
As sense takes flight
In the clear light
Here I sigh
With happy highs
That cry and ply
For now fits here
In presence dear
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
08 January 2021
Singapore
I call to you, but you do not know
For these are just well kept thoughts
Nourished by my heart, in my mind
Visions of embraces, laughter and love
No thread holding us together, we are one
Connected by something we didn’t create
Yet from this unison, we create more
Bright as the meteor showers in the sky
No need to wish upon fast falling stars
The wishes have already come true for us
Words are spoken in gestures undeniable
Truth configures the trust that we share
I know you will hear me, because I rest
In only one special place, you can find me
Heidi Sands
6/21/20
At the edge of the shrinking time
in the gleam of pale twilight hour,
down the misty memory lane
I see me walk my children
on the changing contours of childhood,
hands held with paternal care,
with warmth of everlasting love
as they grow wings, fly away later.
An ancient mariner, self-disposed,
I navigate across many a rough sea,
with propitious winds of love and empathy,
on the frayed sail, I strive to raise,
you all take me to the shore called home.
In the obscure depth of introvert psyche,
the shrouded sense of gratitude subsists,
instinctively silent, undemonstrated.
Engulfed by seamless emptiness of solitude
I open my window on the flushing meadow,
the sunburst dawn sparkles on pearls of dew.
My blank mind morphs into a Monet canvas,
on strokes of bruised brush paints of joy flow,
forlorn life configures in spectrum of expression,
as the sensuous stimulus of the pristine nature
aspirates the dormant artist in me, unexposed.
Written : March 2, 2020
May 27, 2020
Contest : Brian's Choice X
Sponsor : Brian Strand
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