Posts tagged ‘Poems’

Oftentimes we come across someone who has real talent and we know in our hearts, we just have to share this with others – with the blogosphere.

And this is one of those instances in which I was so taken by the talent of this young man – LORENZO BERNARDINO a.k.a. ZORLONE - that I decided to blog about it!

To confirm my personal judgment, even the writing community at Helium.com has recognized his talent with his very first article entitled Writing for the Love of Writing , and had ranked him highly. His “Signs Your Wife is Cheating on You” is ranked 1 by Helium writers, and to think he isn’t married yet. Need I say more?

This poem was written by him – impromptu.

Oh, I forgot to mention that he is a practising medical doctor, specializing in internal medicine. Isn’t that amazing? A superb combination : A doctor-cum-poet!

Read his Cinquain and be the judge.

Here’s what he says:

My attempt at cinquain:

Foreplay
Passionate game
Frustrated feelings unfold
Overwhelmingly delightful expression unfulfilled
Foreplay

another one:

Coffee
Warm beverage
Every sip invites
Satisfaction of another company
Coffee

A Blank Verse he composed in high school.

Troubled Grief

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As the day stood still, woke up with a chill

And my hands are stiff, this body is adrift

Alone I felt and deep inside I cried

Chains are too tight, such truth I can’t deny

Such pleasure it was when I have found you

Lovely, sweet, unforgettable and true

All those treasured times I know we all had

I never did want to say our goodbyes

I don’t want to leave these friends in my arms

For we are destined to be together

If we separate, there will be no peace

But our hearts will remain in troubled grief.

Julia Ward of a Blinding Heart has a recent post of poems from different authors in her blog.

Julia is a great poet herself. She wrote one splendid poem for the post.

I read this from her About me Page and I can’t help but post it here:

Biography (By Julia Ward)

“I found myself alone in an Emergency Room last year. I couldn’t hear the shouting or even my own breathing as they pulled me onto a gurney with cold white sheets. My heart had been stabbed by a screaming white light that tore through me like a lazer. When my heart stopped, all I wanted was to see the dazzling red dragonfly that sat motionless in the palm of my hand so many summers ago.

I live now with a blinding heart, not sure when the jerky, tortured rythm will stop.

Lightning can not kill me.

My soul has been stripped clean of my former self. My soul drifting like a leaf in a dark stream.

I am no longer able to paint. My music is slow and tortured. I thought I could write, just ask the neighbor’s cat.

Perhaps it would be better if you just listened for a while. At least until the storms come and the lightning chases me off the porch.”

julia ward

Other poems are from:

Francis Scudellari, the poet, writer and the quintessential artist has written one superb poem too. He has a main site FrancisScudellari.com , which features all his creative works. It is one awesome site you would not like to miss. Read his interesting short stories and marvel at his brilliant poems and sketches/drawings.

Zorlone – a new, but fast rising poet and writer has also contributed a number of poems. His poems are highly ranked at Helium.com. He also writes for Triond.com and his blog is gaining readers and visitors at a phenomenal speed (19 followers within a span of less than 3 months). This is because his poems speak from the heart and soul.

And of course, yours truly.

Visit Julia’s site, and contribute too, to her Poetry Friday.

These are modified, related cinquains which I sincerely dedicate to Zorlone, as he had inspired me to write them.

You,
endowed, vacillating,
upon the threshold
of the elusive muse.
oblivious to everything -
fettered.

Realization,
dawning leisurely,
and the consummation
of passion and desire,
umbrage for lost
time, chances -
enlightenment

Liberation,
wanton, felicity,
deluge of words.
emancipating you from stillness,
alive, flying, skies,
empowering you -
freedom.

Write,
Enthused, unceasingly,
unafraid; and redeem
yourself, from the lengthy
slavery of silence.
Carve, indelibly -
words.