Yldara - A Glimpse at Poetry & Life
Touched by an idea
For Moments Inspired
Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007
whirling thoughts into fine phrases
licking words in measured phases
as dust devils of the mind jaunt
the embers of poetry taunt
struggling with some silly notions
to make new with fresh emotions
digging and searching for old schemes
mining silk-lined cupboard of dreams
sorting moonbeams held in one hand
stringing words, pearls of wisdom grand
trusting moments to carve a place
as rhymes fly, and lines run a race
the strong winds of time allaying,
verses stand, silent guards - praying
while dust devils remain, still wired
waiting for those moments, inspired
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Loading ...In my porch of dreams
Friday, September 21st, 2007
I sit in comfort on a cloud
of soft pillows, a glass in hand
as butterflies, hover and crowd
over some flowers on a stand:
daffodils and yellow roses -
just above where my pup dozes.
They flutter and dance in the breeze
with such a show of playful glee
along with busy, buzzing bees:
to me, a jolly company;
flitting in and out while I sit
musing, dreaming, as I see fit.
Lost in a thought, never alone,
locked in the moment’s warm embrace,
caressed by the wind’s gentle moan -
contentment written on my face.
I bask in such joy as it streams
in me, here in my porch of dreams
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(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...Freedom talking
Tuesday, September 11th, 2007
Touch me not in fear
I am not bought with gold
Hold me gently, dearly
make me stay on and bloom
Weaken not to my foes
They cannot win this fight
Grant me faith, trust
and I will live on forever
yldara 19882007
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(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...A Broken Heart Speaks
Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007
Take it all in, is what I do
as I try to portray a serene act
I move precisely in a stage play
my every beat with a story, behold!
I cry in a way with silent sobs
pushing aside setbacks encountered
An air of primness I often assume
in mourning for each death I die
In all honesty I long to rest
but to do so would end my role
Though perhaps in a way cruel
I too, must serve my own purpose
Then again, if what’s said is true
just be quick to note my presence
For without fail you will find me
broken and surviving another death.
yldara 19831999
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...The Reaper
Friday, August 17th, 2007
Out of the dark shadows
a figure is seen lurking
Every step, cautiously taken
every breath, is heavily drawn
Nothing dare stand in its wake
Even the grand old street lamp
proud and boastful to the core
suddenly seems to have lost its light
As it nears its destination
for just a brief instant
the cold chill of fear is felt
Then, a strange calmness takes over.
For now, one must be ready
To finally, face
Death
yldara 19862007
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Beauty is
Tuesday, August 14th, 2007
an experienced phenomenon
perception, cognition of pleasure
consciousness of perfection’s treasure
form’s balance and charm’s avalon
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Beyond
Saturday, August 11th, 2007
Away from the pits of sin
gone through the world of fear
Amidst the pain of love and life
gaped from the light of stars
Cries of loneliness and hunger
sent forth to the highest mount
Dreams spun from threads of gold
unfold no secret of what lies beyond
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(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...Affected Reflections
Sunday, August 5th, 2007
Flickering under the light’s spell
grave thoughts, touches deep, the mind
begging for more, in wisdom find
reality, too deep a well
Dark and light merges, held to gel
by pieces scattered everywhere
dots connecting, in truth declare
vanity’s death, in peace now dwell
With memories, fate selected
fragments of time and directions
guiding, leading, all reflections
in life, of love, quite affected
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Gems of Innocence
Sunday, July 29th, 2007
Treasures held up by dirt soiled hands
gray ore, red-brown stones, sticks and strands
incorruptible jewels found
dug up, discovered off the ground
Hidden from the jaded hunter
with stakes too high for a punter
true innocence rediscovered
next to a rock, green moss covered
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Illusion
Saturday, July 21st, 2007
Is it bright colored lights,
in a dark empty room?
Or black velvet nights
made to dispel the gloom?
Is it peals of laughter
coming from thin air?
Or a fly for a spider
trapped in its lair?
Perhaps it’s a way out
of such a terrible plight
Then again, maybe not
just a trick on one’s sight
yldara 0919992001
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