Category: poetry
Waltz in your own fury
Snow: as blank as one’s malnourished glare strolls
Through its’ courtyard of embittered forks of
Maliciousness and warps itself into
Another’s frolicful play amongst cold
And portentous bites of atrocity
Alas, it ends its allure of devilry
By twining its claws with the vain wooden
Hands of nature and letting itself melt
Into puddles of envious rage, for
It’s now that you waltz in your own fury
Poem: Fantasy Bloom Old By: Azka
Under the horizon, the lull of spring
Waltzed into fluttering upon blessed gold
Rose ivy of a mirthful jewelled ring
Purred a tune upon pained red lace it told
For the beast of winter had dawned its wing
And its witch cursed claws are yet to be sold
To the leaves of the stars combined to cling
So, dare not let their fantasy bloom old
This is another one of my poems and it uses iambic pentameter, a volta and enjambment.
Poem: Come by Azka
Shan’t the hapless quarrel of blood ebb and dye away the mess?
And shan’t the hap dawn rest?
Come
For hatred shall grow into the sun
And its’ spring flowers shall finesse
Now that I have listened with close ears
The ivy of mirth has purred into my tears
Come
For its’ elfin enchantment had done its deed and more
So, wait under the moonlight, and the rose shall stand with grace
And under the moon-lit night, the rose shall waltz with blood red lace
Alas, ’tis the wondrous moon of Lahore
Come