Stubborn thoughts surface
refusing to hibernate
in winter’s cold breast.
Mind’s cotyledons
cracking the thick bed of snow
‘fore the first spring bloom.
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(Remember Thomas, friends and poets? 😀 Who missed him like I did?! Raise your hands! 😀
P.S. Thank you for this first collab, Thomas! ;))
i am the flower and he is the bee. the part 1 is here.my bee, that kiss was sweeter than honey,
brimming with love, i’d choose it ceaselessly.
but after you let go, I saw the look in your eyes,
gazing at another pretty blue bathing in sunrise.
the wind remains warm, but I am freezing inside,
as you fly towards your next flower bride.
i have no choice but to let you go freely,
because I, however beautiful, will never be your only.
angry on me is my favorite flower,
she doesn’t know, how hungry i’m at this hour.
for survival, i might fly to another blue,
but for love, i will always come back to only you.
the queen bee was angry, for i brought only a little honey,
allow me to go to the flower brides, oh they are so many.
your nectar, though only a little, gives me life,
however you misunderstand me, you’ll be my only wife.
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she was beautiful, a bright blue,
wearing a shiny coat of morning dew.
her sweet nectar was too much to resist,
so I dived into her and kissed.
the wind blew hard, we held on to each other,
she could have swayed and kicked me rather.
her delicate petals didn’t want to be free of me,
because i, however ugly, was her favorite bee.
he was the bubbly painted in yellow
buzzing loudly yet his inside is mellow.
his wings’ flaps are my kind of music,
as he nears i felt like i’m sea sick.
bathe in the warm morning rays, we kissed.
i hope my longing for him was unnoticed.
with him, i wish to have a time-stopping power,
for in warm dry or cold shower, i am his, flower.
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Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.
Pride
Lionize me now.
There ain’t no vainglory here
I’m the best there is.
Stand tall but know when
it’s your turn to bow down ‘cause–
life’s a turning wheel.
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Thank you for yet another AWESOMe collab Mel! 🙂
Cheers on getting ‘high’ on senryu!
❤
Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.
Envy
He own things I lack.
She wore leather boots, I want.
Why I lack a lot?
He’s not more lucky.
I don’t need those leather boots.
I don’t covet things.
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More deadly senryu tomorrow…
Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.
Sloth
Sun sets and rises,
I’m unmoved in unmade bed,
tomorrow, I’ll move.
Get up, get moving–
ignore the couch, your enemy–
turn off the tv.
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More deadly senryu tomorrow…
Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.
Greed
Money stacks tower,
casting shadows that lengthen–
extend my power.
Will you be happy,
to sleep in bed of millions,
locked up, all alone?
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More deadly senryu tomorrow…
Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.
Gluttony
Calories unseen,
six sumptuous slices still
not enough, more please!
Counting calories–
Eat more lettuce not more cake.
Lock the cookies up!
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More deadly senryu tomorrow…
Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.
Whispers soft and light,
scream signals storm’s strong might, yet
cradles flying kites.
Wind whips tornadoes,
hurls them across the grassland–
toss cars and houses.
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Last ‘element’ tomorrow…
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Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.
Evolves ceaselessly,
frozen then flowing briskly,
can’t live without thee.
Water dashes rocks,
falling in a silver spray–
purity that flows.
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To be continued tomorrow…
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