Chasm - A Poem.

Sting of sarcasm

beneath masked smiles,

pride & cheer;

Chaotic chasm

where malicious memories

hide & peer;

Heart in spasm

when weighty wounds chide & sneer...

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Metaphysical Poetry - A Tribute Poem.

How does one extol the magic

of the brilliant metaphysical one?

Of poetry, witty and classic

of Herbert, Marvell and Donne?

Conceits, cool and dramatic

in intellectual imagination;

A swerve from the romantic,

but wordplay of wild abandon;

Critique in parody, satiric

with logical arguments won

Questions profound and philosophic

where rhymes of reason do run.

Penned in meters metaphoric,

are poems of paradoxical pun;

Spiritual, religious or tragic,

but sensuality aimed to stun!

Woven in wild & witty fabric,

Wondrous threads of flair are spun.

Collars, pulleys, & windows thematic,

Wings & Altars in Carmen figuratum;

Angst, spiritual and platonic,

Inquests of poignant Redemption.

Sweetened pills and strife rhetoric,

Metonymies & conflicts of Affliction.

Vibrant rhyme, melody & music,

Resonate in GEORGE HERBERT’s bells of Aaron.

Carpe Diem motif in flawless logic,

Floods of hyperbole, in Biblical allusion.

Winged chariots of time, ironic

‘Grave’ worms assault in gentle persuasion

Amorous birds, in fervours frantic,

Prey his Coy mistress to sexual submission.

Nine octaves in tetrameter rhyme iambic,

Quiet, Innocence, love & trees in personification.

Ovid’s Metamorphoses, in cadence tonic,

Luscious fruits in feasts Bucchanalian;

Silver-winged soul, mind oceanic,

Delicious solitude of Adam in Eden.

Volta in pastoral paradises, symbolic

Sundials & fragrant zodiacs in the Garden.

Three-forked lightning of Cromwell heroic

Replete with similes and allusion

Keener eye in regicide of Charles – tragic;

Deepest scars, Carisbrooke and Hampton.

Caesar, Gaul and Hannibal, climacteric,

Parti-coloured Pict, deer Caledonian.

Heaven’s flame from yore, monarchy historic

Cromwell’s return from Ireland, an ode Horation.

Political ambiguity in a perfect panegyric

ANDREW MARVELL’S verses are tactfully done.

Sepulchral statues, & soul transplants, Exstatic

‘twixt waves of sensual seduction.

Purpled nails, in The Flea barbaric,

Sighs & serpents in Twickenham garden.

Imagery spiritual but carnal - paradoxic,

Tapers & tombs in The Canonization.

Spent sun & sunk sap in earth hydroptic,

Nocturnal quintessence, in dull privation.

Good Morrow to souls, hyperbolic,

Replete with anaphora and alliteration.

Batter of hearts & blood symbolic ,     

Sublunary spheres & circling compasses - iconic

Sans mourning & tears in A Valediction.

Holy sonnets, penitent & didactic,

Dazzling brevity in elegies of reflection.

Carnal in tone, with openings dramatic,

He even chides the mighty Sunne!

Flawless flavour of verse, fantastic

A genius in the genre was JOHN DONNE.

The world revels, in Eliot's revival nostalgic,

Indebted to Dryden and Dr.Johnson.

How does one commend the marvellous magic

of the magnificent metaphysical one?

I pen a poem to literary greats, gigantic

in a heartfelt tribute to Marvell, Herbert & Donne.

-  ©Chethana Ramesh

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This poem is part of the MEG 1 - British Poetry assignment, that I  submitted for the academic year 2018-19. 
Please do not copy-paste or publish it elsewhere, without my permission and assent. Thank you.

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Lonesome

Purple sky blaze

placid & pulchritudinous;

Veriloquent heart

silent, yet loquacious.

Memories, in a haze

sly & scrupulous;

Lonesome night

long & stelliferous.

Mind, lost in maze

mercurial, but mellifluous.

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Be Mine.

Be the lane

that shows me

the way.

Be the mist

where I lose myself

everyday.

Be the cloudy alcove

that shields my woes.

Be the rain showers

that drench me with love.

Be the sunshine

that warms

the coldest corners

of my heart.

Be mine.

Be you,

the best you can be,

the only one for me.

You - A Reflection.

I shall never be like you

nor you like me.

We are too different

and yet similar enough:

you complement me.

You are never here,

but you're always

there for me.

Not as a shadow,

but as a presence

to rely on;

as a strength

to draw upon.

You're always there

when it truly matters.

You are mine,

as an epitome

of flawed perfection.

You are not

a dream come true,

but a flawless reflection

of my dreams.

Insomnia.

Weary eyes

desirous

of elusive sleep;

Rogue heart

insists on milking

the essence

of the night

wanting

the stars to stay

& clouds to pass

for the moon

to linger

until the first dawn

turns nocturnal

milky glows

into pale scarlet

for fleeting solace

of innate aches.

Poignant Nights.

Slivers of silver

slice inky blackness,

velvety silhouettes

amidst streaks of paleness.

In calculated calm

rays dispel darkness,

spawn a storm

soothing, yet ruthless.

Shimmer of beams

icy, yet powerless

to douse raging gleams

of fire within, relentless

Aching waits

long and endless

Poignant nights

cruel and callous.

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Gothic Romance - A Poem.

Lost in a vale,

of pines perchance,

within a gale

of an ardent trance

Amidst  buoyant

flight, corvines dance

thrives a radiant

gothic romance

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Demon Lover - A Poem.

Demented Demon Lover

Disguised Devil's Hoodlum

Dark disaster in her heart's bower

Deplorable mind of smooth scum

Disarming masks of disillusive power,

Disguises of dignified decorum

Deadly wolf in sheep's cover

Departs with disastrous outcome

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Image: Demon Lover, by Ricardo Pustiano.

I love using #Alliterations in my lines and this is one such poem where I've used a bazooka of 'D' alliterations in the verse.

The term 'Demon Lover' is from the poem, 'Kubla Khan' by Samuel Taylor #Coleridge.

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Carcass of Love - A Poem.

You hid your eyes

behind masks of virtuousness;

Betrayals were smooth

& steeped in colors of darkness;

Entwined in your lies –

chain of serpents, ruthless;

My blunt truth smoulders

on my love's carcass.

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