
zany zippers, zany zeal
zingy zaftig, zippy zeroes
zoom zebus, zebrafishes
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wise winds, wired words
wide wilderness, wispy wait
wonder worms, wilted wars
wedged worlds, woven wings
violet veins, violet venom
verdant vials, vicious verses
vermillion vest, vicarious vampires
verdant voices, velvet vipers
unborn universes, unknown Unicorn
unfed urchins, unread Ulysses
unsorted ulcers, unheard Ukulele
unfold utterances, unfold urges
taut time, tendrils tender
timeless terrain, tainted trails
trickle taps, tick-tock tomorrows
tepid tapes, tallowed tubes
rounded rays, ringed rain
rusted reflection, rueful roses
rivers rugged, roosters red
ridged rosewood, Roman rocks
quarantined questions, quilted quarters
queues, quakes, quintessential quivers
quips, quests, quotidian Quixotes
quelled quack, quaint queens
plaited pipes, prosody parched
patterns purple, peppered past
plumes puckered, prosaic pauses
painted pains, psychedelic poker
owl’s ogle, ominous orange
omen ornate, oyster old
oracle’s ooze, overweight
overdraft, oversight, overboard
neon nectar, nightingale nests
nymphs, novellas, nuances noble
nomad nickels, narcotic napalm
nights nailed, nylon noose
mild manners, mellow morrow
mumbles, masks, murmurs
margarine, marmalade
mist, memo, maple
melt, microwave, mild
lounge, leaves, long looks
luster, luscious laughs
labels, lacquered lines
lime, loving, limousine
orange nails, tiger’s last dream
red smoke, blues, wafered puns
age in its one piece monologue
if yesterday were a door
would you find her hand
where the sunset slid
if yesterday were a door
would you hold her smile
where the memories hid
doors melt in my eyes
fishes shiver in fright
if rabbits could count ducks
leaves would spread smiles
time is water
taped on an unbending light
these pages stand
high eyed frogs
nights hemmed on verdana
moments they grow thick
deep pauses in mind
of fresh Nopal, the Mexican pink
held in a temper of love
fills this cupful of heart
in green, white and red
with sublime sounds
Hi All, it has been a really long time since I posted poems here. Recently I have been working on making music videos with Covid as the theme blended with my guitar compositions (to whatever extent I know to play). I am posting them in my wordpress page – https://quatrainpoems.wordpress.com/
It is not poetry in written form but then is there any thing that does not have poetry underneath? These music videos are a series as part of 30 days challenge I took on myself.
-Venkat
arrows
arrows they bled tears
thin sheets of time
split words under water
in jawless whirls
nails in clouds fill my dream
these sheets of tender ink
leave words under stones
to colour these stitches
fetch love in threads
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time comes with a lid
no handles to hold
the night was a thief
dark thumbs to wear
kept dreams to count
love without doors
leaves but feathers
till days break aloud
to let in theives
for their tall times
you are the wall
you are the mother
you are the duck
you are the music
you are the night
you are the sound
you are the silence
the clever skies come soft
from cocoons of my words
the Sun has its coat aloft
in thick seas of thoughts
bright in gold in jars of silence
who hides in wings of time
ever open in bars of distance
to that omnipresent
relativity of life