Cool Air Poems

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Castles in air

Castles in air short poem

Tide was low sea was calm sun was warm and the beach was commodious he thought to himself “let me build a castle” a castle so big, a castle so strong, that all will behold it as a gem of

Cool …..cool…rain

Cool .....cool...rain short poem

Drop by drop the water falls down, Down on earth with a giggling sound. It makes the ground cool and soft, And nourishes the life on earth, The patter and dripping sound of rain, Brought joy and pleasure in me.

An Aire ‘ Bout Central Air

An Aire  Bout Central Air ode

Far moost o’ me three score minus one year tethered upon terra firmae where planet Earth doth veer (spins upon the global axis (tilted 23.5 degrees from the plane of its orbit around the sun), terrestrial genesis (perhaps accompanied for

Air Was Naked

Air Was Naked short poem

After the putsch, through night he set himself alight ensnared in flames of societal conflicts, for a vision of tomorrow, in the birth of a bloody dawn. The drone of history had failed on a loaded salt. A solitary murder

Like Air

Like Air short poem

The next time we meet. I plan to meet you in unnoticed fashion. To come face to face even if you laugh or chase to how far your mind wanders. I plan to meet you today and the day after.

Cool Air

Cool Air prose poem

I saw a man the other day sitting outside in his chair, who seemed to enjoy the cool, night air. He sat and watched daily life pass by with glistening eyes and a warm, bright smile; thinking about those who

Happiness Under The Cool Blanket

Happiness Under The Cool Blanket short poem

Hidden, there, behind a barrel two eyes peep out ever so often— glimmer of their pipe dreams, evanescent, in a hopeless world. In those seconds, micro-seconds in a landscape cleft where other sets of dulled eyes search forlorn vistas in

Love Is In Air

Love Is In Air long poem

True love is something so elusive. True love between two people is the most precious of gifts, Falling in love is not just an expression. Love is a powerful force that cannot be dissuaded. Love requires a lot of faith.

Midnight Cool

Midnight Cool short poem

Is it springtime brewing gentle raindrops or autumn bringing sea-salt aroma or snowy whispers from a wintry mountain peak reluctant to prophesy those true prophecies during the middle age of the night, as if they may over-heal and crack my

Cool To Be A 21st Century Haiku

Cool To Be A 21st Century Haiku short poem

Feels cool to be a 21st century haiku. Not bothered with others’ frowns, scoffs and sneers. Only concerned with widening some unseen folded petals of their hearts, lips and thighs. Softening their flowing molecules of love, making them feel their

My Air Castle

My Air Castle short poem

There’s a solemn ” Castle in the air” sometime.. Yes, sometime there is…. Phantasms of that vignette takes me to a chronicle of memories….. & it’s twinkling there like a shooting star.. Let me hallucinate with that dream again… Let

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Thirst Of A Human Touch

Thirst Of A Human Touch short poem

I wandered in the woods – No humans around. No feelings , no worries, no cries and laughter, Only the chirping of Birds, Howling of Jackals, buzzing of Bees heard around. The Trees were bouncing in the wind- The cool

Cold Rain

Cold Rain long poem

A cold deserted alleyway, dark as a desolate grave, away off in the distance dogs howling their dismay. A winter wind is gathering, blowing old papers away, with tired forgotten faces and news of yesterday. Discarded cans and bottles clatter

An Ode To “once Mine” Love

An Ode To once Mine Love short poem

We meet again , after a long five years I always wished never to see you Never ever, when I bid GoodBye Unfathomable was the depth of hurt You gifted me, when you rejected My unbridled love for you Each

Will I See You Flying?

Will I See You Flying? short poem

She lived like a gush of wind And looked like breeze in trance Her thoughts freely bounced on paper In an awesomely imperfect dance She loved and sang and smiled to the sky Dived in dreams without asking why Her

My Life

My Life short poem

The light of my life Is not from the sun, But is from the eyes of my children. The happiness of my mind Is not from the worldly attractions But is from the words of my loved ones. For the

Famine

Famine short poem

Windless dry air blankets the horn of this continent A familiar stare from large ebony eyes embedded in one cherished frame From the scorched earth an anguished image peers out with born innocence Simple wishes glimmer from sunken optic caves

The Vow

The Vow ballad

If you see a distant star in the evening sky and you shiver from the chill night air, yet you feel a warmth in the depth of your heart, then you know that I am still there. When your tears

Shall Rock you, some more!

Shall Rock you, some more! short poem

Built to perfection, designed for comfort Polished warm brown, with cushions floral.. Often, admired a while, by those on road I waited a keen eye, to take me home… And then came in, a dainty inquiring lady Ah, but look

Evening After

Evening After short poem

The winged commuters return to their warm cosy nest for their lovely night rest it is turning cool after the day long scorching burn. the rim of the endless sea turns red the sinking sun casts long yellow shadows the

Plaguing Pain

Plaguing Pain short poem

What is it that is plaguing me, Like a knotted maze, Slicing my very core, Into tiny shreds of agony, Haunting the soul with its echoes? Could a bond just melt, Into nothingness, Like a kite that cuts off, On

Butcher Not Mother Nature

Butcher Not Mother Nature short poem

(A small lyrical tribute on Environment) We seldom forget to go about our routine But sure we forget to protect nature’s goldmine We keep priorities changing, as a matter of fact, keep re-arranging. Mountain highs to ocean lows Mother Nature

A Lost Song

A Lost Song short poem

Reprise from the past, Bringing back missing notes, In my heart laden, Of quote and misquotes. Some are evident of me, Others remind me of a child, A mother’s favorite melody, On go.. or in a mood mild. A song

The Banyan Square

The Banyan Square short poem

Vines entwined, in engrossing weaves. Lush green branches, on archaic trunks. A specter familiar, charmingly exotic, Gazing I stand, recollecting the years. A vision, of some evening, eons back.. Kids’ playful frolic, and cheers lively. Carefree days, romping round the

My Teenage Beauty

My Teenage Beauty short poem

To entice by charm – Princess Ana, My teenage beauty. Never meant harm – singing Hosanna, She really is a cutie. Both met in a church – In her fairness, I wished her for a mate. She was in search

When I Was A Raven

When I Was A Raven long poem

When I was a raven, I flew out of the night, My ebon wings flashed and glistened in the light. The wind it held me high and carried me away, But not a soul would listen to the words I

Crimson Shore

Crimson Shore short poem

I sail towards the melting horizon. The boat hugs a rock, yet only cracks. I don’t drown, but there is a frozen mass, Stone heavy, pulling me down; my heart. Worried, I dive and swim to the edge. I see

Twilight Memories

Twilight Memories short poem

The aesthetic beauty of twilight , Reminds of a lost soul, In the fleeting moment of bygone years, That vanished to oblivion, Surfacing in the sea of thoughts, To bring back the silent hopes, Wishfully strewn in path of life.

A Seek

A Seek short poem

An imprisoned bird looks through the window, beauty of the stars in the dark sky. She dreams to fly with her wings wide, sensing the fresh air, rejoicing amidst her fellow birds. She dreams to be happy and free again,

It Hurts

It Hurts short poem

It is time without weariness you can just cross the threshold: they say it doesn’t hurt. I think it hurts terribly to depart from this half-dream ! A dark cloud drifts by– then happy sunshine comes my love forgets. A

Toy Soldier

Toy Soldier short poem

If I were a toy solider, I would sail, A child’s paper boat of reveries, When the afternoon was a languorous snail, And the scent of sleep slept upon trees. I would be the smile that played on his eyes,

To The Solitary Stranger

To The Solitary Stranger long poem

Part I Has the spring of poetry faded away? In a deluge of falling leaves, When the shadows and lights are at play, Like transient doubts and beliefs. Have words become faceless apparitions, Gazing into the boundless night, At ancient

What is my existence (A woman’s plea)

What is my existence (A womans plea) short poem

What is my existence? Am I just a mere substance or a thing of pleasure? Am I just a homemaker or just a refuge seeker? In this world of masks I am left with just a veil. I see this

That day I Cried

That day I Cried short poem

I cried that day like never before Sobbing, wailing and fumbling like I had words no more… And life had no meaning anymore Kept wiping my eyes to stop my tears But that day they had their own flow The

The Snubbed Vs The True Love

The Snubbed Vs The True Love prose poem

We make the rejected Love occupy our whole heart , while We ignore the true Love enacting from her heart We dream fantasy and console ourselves for the snubbed Love , while We shatter her dreams and show scant respect

All Things That Bloom To Grief

All Things That Bloom To Grief short poem

Ain’t it a paradise when you see, all things beautiful, white and grey? When the melodies of life lit up in glee, all things surreal painted in this air. Ain’t it a heaven as you crawl and beckon, the white

When I Am Gone

When I Am Gone short poem

When I am gone, find me in The sunsets and twilight, The billowing and colorful clouds, The waxing and waning of moon, The chirping of birds. The mist over mountains, The music of flowing river, The undulation of the waves,

The Dream

The Dream short poem

The clock stuck 3:00AM; My cellphone alarm said, “Sleep Lakhan” I switched off the lights and turned the fan on; Went to sleep, as it was almost dawn. Dream started: I was sitting in a coffee shop working on my

My Adorable Mother

My Adorable Mother ode

To my sweet and lovely mamma with greatest love and respect. My mother is a lady of strong convictions, She loves unity condemns fractions. She is a talented lady of diverse arts,she has a good command on her mother-tongue,and Knows

Invoking The Rain Gods

Invoking The Rain Gods prose poem

Come month of May And the sultry summer is here With all its fire and fury In full swing . Like an unwanted guest It arrives with no invitation And continues staying unduly Despite the hosts’ displeasure . Equipped with

Lives Untold

Lives Untold short poem

Lives untold Lives not read Lives unfollowed Lives not led Some don’t want it Some don’t need it Some don’t have a choice So take it Take it in Breathe the air around you Let life begin Let it end

Quarter Moon

Quarter Moon short poem

The quarter moon has arrived on seaside, The carved bay being limited by sandline Is quite pleased with saline touch And is watched carelessly by drowsy moon. The breathing silence of distant forest, Feels happy for not being assailed by

Bloody Wars

Bloody Wars short poem

Blood splatter everywhere, You can hear cries in the air. Oh! There’s so much despair, Why, in war, is everything fair? Differences in colour, religion, Nose – All depends on our region. These differences, can’t we accept? Instead of killing

Fog

Fog ode

‘Don’t create fog’, covering truth, people say, afraid of fog, For me, the invisible beauty, nothing to cover, but be here, With me, at least in the morning and evening, as my love, To cover ourselves, as we walk, embracing

I love

I love short poem

I love.. The early sounds of  dawn. The twitter of birds and the sound of Silence too – as calm and blissful peace they bring. ​ I love.. Fresh jasmine flowers A walk on wet green grass The crimson in the sky with birds

The Rain

The Rain short poem

When the clouds frown, She drips down. She’s the battle’s victory Of the massive maddened clouds Fought to rub out the dearth. She fills the world, With the bliss of cool breeze, the sorrows end. with her mild blow, the

The Fragile Facade

The Fragile Facade long poem

How frail, in truth, is the world that we tread The captains and kings predicting calm seas ahead As they’re riding high, upon their silver spoons Laughing, as below the world withers; dying blooms How thin the membrane of life’s

Mountain Joy

Mountain Joy short poem

Mountain road a staircase to the sky As the early morning mist tries to fly Like a maiden lazily awakens to the morning sun Amid dancing fluffy clouds looking for fun Mountain breeze that strangely never tires Whistling nonchalantly through

The Simple Life,the Easy Life

The Simple Life,the Easy Life prose poem

Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and

Senses Of Love

Senses Of Love long poem

She is the color of dusk, Just before it begins to rain. A shade of orange From the setting sun, A pinch of yellow, From the street lamps, A sprinkle of red, From the pregnant clouds. There is a name