Allure Poems

I walk towards the golden sunset again tired and unwilling to go on, have walked enough to know the futility of it all, have seen enough to have the want to shut out, have been a vagabond all my life

I thought I saw you last night, Holding a hurricane in your hand! I beheld you in the fading light, Although I failed to understand. I’m sure I heard you in the morning, Teaching the birds how to sing. They

(With a cup of coffee in my hand, looking out the large window, there could be no other thought on my mind, but to write on this beautiful vision) The dainty flurries, swiftly flooding the skies… Snowy pearls, golly what

Your Gentle whisper A beautiful caress Lasting forever Till our souls are put to rest Us dancing at the gate of our unfolding journey While wrapped in love’s sweet innocence Embracing the allure of your breathless sanctuary Enduring love; perfect

Familiar looks, manners in sync, A slight acquaintance, a familiar hello, A warm smile and the mischievous wink, In you I see my good old fellow. Late nites and Long chats, Discussing life as it passed through, Somewhere amid those

A harlequin parrot as free as a butterfly Flapp’d her rainbow wings in the azure sky Boasting her grandeur and flamboyance To mates devoid of charm and elegance She settled on the fecund oak tree’s bough Whose bare branches in

Clear diamonds would regale, by being rare, In glints, beguiling, by the wearer’s hand; Hell conjures in many an envious stare, If but this gem been plenteous as sand; And yet raw quartz, may lay uncut for years, Which also

The lightness you feel at the oneness he brings As you melt in his thoughts with all his allure, Nothing could match the pleasantness that rings The lightness one feels, at all things pure. A feeling that no words can

“I’m coming home” that’s what she told me last december a short twelve days to a Christmas morning where the only present I could care for was waking next to her only to sneak out of bed to prepare her

Have you ever felt lost lost beyond hope beyond comprehension beyond care when you don’t want to be found when hope becomes blasphemy and something tells you “this is how it will be, always” Have you ever been in company

Swallowed in a dream of bliss, and sunset berry kisses in the still of azure skies I gaze into your eyes. Your lips, like honey exude streams of sweetness as a dream lover’s dream I find you resistless. Soft whispers

Deep into her eyes you stare The gateway to her soul Will it show her true emotion Can you be sure of her honest intention? Deep into her soul you glare Feeling her raw essence of meaning Can you look

You want the girl that wears pretty flowing dresses and floral Vans. Not the girl who wears mismatched brightly coloured trainers With odd socks and jumpers that would be more suited a boy on the Nickelodeon channel in 1996. You

Their fingers gently interlocking, each clasped the other’s hand. In silence whilst they slowly walked, on the soft, warm, evening sand. Just an occasional inquiring glance, into the other’s eyes. Spirits in a romantic waltz, such depth of feeling a

Her presence was like being breathless; skydiving over a foreign land you’d only seen in photos but admired, longing to visit in the cool unfamiliar majesty of a new landscape. She looked at me, and before anyone else could move,

Green, glistening eyes Like beautiful emeralds They must be jewels in disguise Mischeivous, daring smile Laughing at her and looking all the while Sense of humour Never fails to beguile. Accepting her for who she is That is all she

You have shared a true mantra “love to live”. Bestow allure in my life with delight, As spring makes life renewable for thrive, Spreading romantic gloom, as in twilight. Always your breath remains enmeshed in mine, Though we are miles

There goes a blazing trail of lightning across the deep indigo, starless, Australian night sky. I am momentarily startled by the dissonance of the rumbling thunder, playing drums in my ears. Driving past the long, steep road lined with bottlebrush

An isle so lonely, that no one seeks. Full of allure and comeliness, that no one sees. I search, I seek, my Shangri-La, in solitude purdah of wilderness, seeking for my ecstasy. It’s the detritus they see, winsomeness, is what

O life, O beautiful lie; Blinding light, release me from your tight embrace, For even the light deceives us, leads us of its own vices Under the guise of splendour and the veil of grace. I have broken down, and

Wheels are in motion again – clank clank ! The gypsy in me is packing up, unsettling the settled. Starting afresh, no want for hope. No desire for sorrow, subdued is the word. Put my books in a box, pack

The pencil chose the steed, Who traipsed in her glory across, Perfectly shaded monochromatic forests, Painted with scattered copses of grey moss. Along the white parchment, It glided along the curve of her crest, To the indentations of wither. The

To be the change, To see your self have no range, Put a step out of the cage And do what ever YOU think is sage. Do it even if people call you selfish, Because you aren’t like them who

The allure of ‘what ifs’, ungratefully moves, outside her niches, to break or make a dreamer’s riches; Her sweet fragrance to clog the air, O mistress blind, lovely and fair. Walking his truth, his ground unmoved, so the clouds of

Her body is the ever-punctured typewriter Pricked by the fingertips of lovers and liars alike, Since brick has been put upon brick to build – She has been made into verse. She is laced in souvenirs, splinters of a dismantled

Swallowed in dreams of bliss, and sunset berry kisses in the still of azure skies I gaze into your eyes. Your lips, like honey exude strange sweetness as a dream lover’s dream I find you resistless. Soft whispers pant to

Gulls swarm above the lake, clockwise and counter hundreds of miles from the sea, just a step below the unclothed mountain shoulders, they churn swerve near each other like some game, my brother tells me he wouldn’t be surprised if

A poet of the troubled soul A life on who the devil took his toll A happy bouncing bundle of joy Who turned into an angry stepson boy Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? And always will until the

A miserable hospital scene, with shouts and painful sobs, With fractures, wounds and injuries of various calamities, And my friend, one among them, cancerous, with no hope, Not weeping, but talking and laughing, as he was, years back, In our

What we do today will be planted for life and soon cultivate Hopefully into something we love and pray we’ll not hate It could be for someone we know or soon gladly meet Always treading fertile ground on our swift

I think I am falling in love with him. I love you. I was in love with you. Is this love going to last for long? Old couples in love. You are miles away but I still love you. Do

I will take those precious memories And will frame them with love.. Looking back sometimes i wonder If there were things i could change… It was all my choice I made Experiencing both good and bad… Although it was not

Have-beens went into fury. Like silkworms, after the shock spinning the myths around them. Then the gossip will turn towards the words, locked in extra sensory awakening. The gametes move in a chasm, needling the pastoral scorn. From the barrel

You are stupid they say For feeling this way But they don’t know the pain The tears which flow like rain Every night I try and smile For I feel some joy for awhile Just glad for making it through

Morning has once again broken Thanks again it is so lovely I have awoken I’m about to walk again down the future road Come with me my friends and share the load Lots of happiness I am going to take

The spectre of falling towers in night unfolds in awe. A reclusive star rises in east at dawn. Heart of pig was being readied for implant, tallies with the seizured hollow of a man. A young girl of seventeen, comes

It is idealism to think that life will always be as sweet as honey When a man always think about pretty things in this crazy world he will always fall as a victim of sadness because you will not always

Today I think I shall stay in my bed, Nothing accomplished, step back instead. No time to eat so I’ll eat on the go, Binge all day long but nobody knows. Petrol is low but I’ll take the chance, Roadside

All I ever wanted is just you and me, mistakes that I did broke down us beneath.. It’s me who laid down all the fights it’s u who helped me tackle my plights.. Every tear for you is worth tonight,

I’m a prisoner -A prisoner of my mind. I can’t be free. I can’t be me. Locked in by anxiety, interrogated by insecurity, and depression is barricading the door. With no room to breathe, I can feel my lungs collapse

When the angels created you they danced They sang and played with you constantly They laughed with you and had a smile on their faces all day They held you tenderly in their arms while you slept The day you