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Poem Details | by
Jerry T Curtis |
Categories:
humorous, nonsense, silly,
Please catch me a Ghazal
And don't even ask me why
It's something I've just wanted
someday before I die
More docile than a lion
More graceful than a giraffe
More sleek than a hippo
Let me see you ply your craft
Not as crazy as a monkey
or as slow as a sloth
not as high strung as a zebra
now please give me your oath
That you'll catch me a Ghazal
It matters not in what condition
as long as you write it
in the pure Persian tradition
Poem Details | by
Andrew Crisci |
Categories:
adventure, fantasy, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love, music, sad, me,
Incited by her Allure Sensuelle...
a vulnerable man is noticed by all.
Quite by nature, I rarely frequent clubs...
loud music turns me into a demon from hell.
She brought me so many Martinis on the Rocks...
I drank them too quickly and took a bad fall.
The spell in the potion must have acted too slowly...
I showed her respect, but she became too sensual.
Discovering the foul play, I was dismayed by her madnesss...
she left in a hurry and disappeared down the crowded hall.
Entered in Jared Pickett's contest, " The Ghazal "
Poem Details | by
Paula Goldsmith |
Categories:
dream, humorous, life, moon, sleep, sun, today,
Life is a great dream
What a first rate dream
Sleep now not a scream
Slip into a dream
My coffee and cream
Today have a dream
Sun is filled with gleam
Life comes with a dream
Moon shines with a beam
Shining on my dream
Date Written 9/4/2020
Note: 5 Syllables-Rhyme
Poem Details | by
Carolyn Sears |
Categories:
funny, lost love, urdu,
Always and forever, I think
Of you..
Every morning I raise its like
The dawn golden light..
You are in my mind
My heart..
My soul..
I carry you where ever my
Mind decide to go..
You are like a special rose
Growing to perfection..
So pure and true..
You sit upon my heart.
Like super glue..
You are the air I breath..
You the very soul of me..
Your memory locked
Within my mind my
Soul..
You are my pass my present
My future..
You are..
Woven so softly within my
Spirit that flies so free..
You will be..
Always and forever my love
So true..
Poem Details | by
Aniruddha Pathak |
Categories:
cat, humor,
She came in life, bend I had to,
Her to understand, I had to.
Not in one’s hand life’s few things are,
Spoil this pushy friend, I had to.
From nowhere-land as if she came
My set ways to bend, I had to.
My ways so grand I’d always walked,
But the way she wend, I had to.
Cats as my friend? Never in life,
On seeing her, mend I had to.
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Ghazal |25.01.2023| humour, she
Poet’s note: When a pussy cat became a pushy pat in my house.
Poem Details | by
Aniruddha Pathak |
Categories:
humor, wife,
Try versus wife to win and see,
Weigh her words nor loud din and see.
Unless game to sleep all night out,
Dare say, to truth you lean and see.
Find her fault and try to point out,
Dare keep up keen your chin and see.
You might be a poet of weight,
Play to her ‘that old been’ and see.
At work you wear a weighty hat,
Try, show her a dust bin and see.
Not to weigh her words is big sin,
Try not to her mood lean and see.
For sure, you are no king at home,
Doubt, God forbid, she’s queen and see.
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Ghazal |23.10.2024| humour, wife
Poet’s note: The word ‘been’ comes from Sanskrit Veena, a string instrument of Indian origin.
Poem Details | by
Aniruddha Pathak |
Categories:
giggle, wife,
Her gossip, holy dung,
Her scoring points, ho hung,
That get on my mind clung,
The rest is pretty fine.
Fine her stare of sharp eye,
Fine, full cheeks, dimpled nigh,
But for her battle cry,
The rest is pretty fine.
Let her utensils strike,
Grumbles as if on mike,
But for her moods on hike,
The rest is pretty fine.
Forever oven-fresh
Her barrage, verbal bash,
But for her vict’ry dash,
The rest is pretty fine.
At first, sham of her sigh,
Her voice then goes on high,
But for ‘her way or nay’,
The rest is pretty fine.
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Ghazal (Tongue-in-cheek) |08.06.2024| humour, wife
Based on a Gujarati Hazal by Sanjay Bapodariya (Sangee)
Poem Details | by
PRATIK SAKHARE |
Categories:
dark, deep, grave, humor, lost love,
My heart’s a grave, don’t wake her, wake her.
Her laughter stings like glass in the veins,
If she's poison, let it break her.
Nights fall heavy, shadows dance,
If love’s a joke, just make her faker
I’ve chained my soul to her absent touch,
If I’m the sinner, drag her further.
Hey God, if I can’t take her, take her,