Winter : Balassi Stanza

Ivory paradise

charmingly entices.

Powdery crystalline dew,

spread all over on earth,

sips old life for new birth,

replacing those who once grew.

Achromatic painting,

by nature, for changing.

Life celebrates and renews.

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Eternal emotions,

life’s essential potions

   buried in isolation.

Waiting for warm feelings,

yearning peaceful healing,

needing love’s insulation.

Tucked in ice, perfect,

nothing can thaw except,

angelic adoration.

Balassi Stanza :Rhyme Scheme : bbaccadda; Syllable count: 667667667 

A Painting: Cinquain

If I,

be a painter,

I’ll paint you happiness,

azalea, iris, orchids and

roses,

smiling ,

at every day.

A perfect painting, with,

a desire to paint you, only,

If I.........

Cinquain:5 lines progressing, 2 syl's, 4 syl's,6 syl's, 8 syl's then back to 2 syl's. Same goes for subsequent stanzas. Last line ending as the first line in case of more than one stanza.

Autumn - Dreams : Ya Du

Colourful bliss,

nature’s kiss, of

love is this to,

smear hues on,

our hearts when its all gone.

                                                                                                                     

Dreams of autumn,

now forgotten, as

soft cotton fibers,

woven spider web,

autumn dreams to far ebb.

Ya Du (Burmese Poetry Form)  : 4 syllable lines and a fifth of 5, 7, 9,or 11 syllables. The staircase rule applies to the four lines, and the last syllable of the fourth and fifth line must rhyme.There should be reference to the seasons since the word yadu means "the seasons”.

When You Say Nothing

When you say nothing,

I can still hear your whispers,

riding on the winds,

your heart beats, your thoughts,

connect to me,

like they have been for the past many lives.

Your love - a shadow of moon,

The deep tremors resonating within you,

I feel in here.

This mist around,

allow me to vaporize,

transforming to glowing fireflies,

lighting the surroundings, clearing the darkness.

An angel of god you are,

I have come too far,

there’s no turning back for me,

for my soul is bound to thee.

A castle you have made around yourself,

to be away from this world,

but at its door, you ‘ll find me waiting.

If you want to be the ship,

roaming the vast blue ocean,

let me be the wind flowing along.

I can wait for a thousand years to be with you,

and hear your voice calling out my name.