Poems by Lily Swarn

Poems by Lily Swarn
Little birdie
The little birdie cocks her head inquisitively
Her pepper corn sized eyes
It’s because she has wings, I think
To take flight at the slightest sign of danger
Hovering around me while the pied cuckoo hunts for her lost mate
Till the wee hours of the morn
Will you befriend me tiny bundle of spunk
And show me where you keep your brave reserves of nerve
For I often stumble on the cobbled streets of the heart
Falling clumsily on my high heeled feet
More embarrassed than hurt !
Copyright Lily Swarn 23.6.2017
Mists rising behind the vain moon
Veiling its hypnotic magnetism
Slyly disappearing from feasting eyes
Collyrium hued clouds of cloaking burquas
Keeping under wraps her glimmering aura
Winter rain seeping into crannies of hearts
Icy rivers mutilating Scarlet
O Haras
Turbaned fakirs chanting Sufi
Gorges and canyons of liquid moonbeams
Thawing moonlight pale and snowy
Craning its neck through fog
Dormant dredges of dribbles
Arching their backs to peep
Hark!the call of the Yeti
The Himalayan abomination ?
Copyright Lily Swarn 28.12.2015
Jasmine hued
Squabbling with
Kohl shaded light
O my horizons
It’s distracting !
Don’t fight
Let me wallow
In the twilight
Of my
Aurora Borealis
You and me
Sometimes umbra
Then Penumbra
Come be my
Antumbra !
Copyright Lily Swarn 7.6.2016
Lily Swarn

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