Short Imissyou Poems

Poetry
is the true
expression
of one's soul.

Tropes
rhymes
rhythm
and a meter
accentuating
its aesthetics
underline
its existence,
an existence
that is
inseparable
from that
of the poet.

Fireflies die
Stars wink out of existence
Butterflies fall from the sky
Rivers take the path of least resistance
And so do you and I.
.
~~~~~~~© by susan williams, April 9,2016

Like a crystal of Salt,
You dispersed in me throughout
The moment I met you.

You and me
Me and you
Flower-bee
Grass and dew.

A beautiful singing bird
Imprisoned in a golden cage
Waiting to be freed
Since the hominoid age!

Poems without readers
Are like lonely wallflowers
On the wide dance floor.


Copyright 2018, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

A handful of dreams and desires

In a fortnight of Spring is

In the lyrics of the bees.

There was very little physical about their love,
It went well beyond all that,
Like two Swans whose necks intertwine,
Creating an everlasting bond,
They embraced, floating away together,
Into the Eternity of Time,
Forever

cryptic majesty
where, sky bows down to kiss earth
true cosmic union

Forget me not,
Forget not me.
Forget day hot,
Keep night with thee.

I will touch you
In thought, in dream.
My love soft dew,
Summer's ice-cream.

Forget me not,
I won't too you.
You my sweet thought
Calm, green, soft, new.

Soon to be published in a novel

On the window pane
The purple orchid blossoms
Despite the gray sky

A lifelong process
That lifelong obsesses
With lifelong failure
Or lifelong success,

Then as daffodil
Must fall
Before it is noon
And nothing can heal.

Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 10/24/2016

your love, my mirror,
reflecting how good I am
In words and in deeds

roots down to the heart
love blossoming in full swing
happiness takes wing.

Good friends are rare,
Especially those,
That really care,
Who keep you,
In their thoughts and heart,
And never let you fall apart.

A rose has bloomed so far,
I get smell, can't see her.

A rose has bloomed so high,
Nose gets smell, can't see Eye.

Daylight comes, daylight goes;
Sleepless I love the rose.

I sweat
To be a poet
Please wait
I’ll be a poet.

Please wait
Till a date
I’ll be a poet.

Finally of late
Confessing straight
Puzzled by words
I’m checkmate.

For sure I bet
I can’t be a poet! !

For: Ace Grace
Undress and Embrace
Enjoy solace in divine crèche.