"lapa" poems - Hello Poetry

Swrgiding dwima dwisa gaigra mai dubli benw jwngni gami Goi patwini bari ~ no no mai bakri maihung **** mwswo goli benw jwngni gami gwmkangw magw-bwisagu ~ dwikorniprai dwi kaonai nosim janjiyao paperna labwnai benw jwngni gami grwm grwm raijw janai ~ swrangsi swrangsi daola gesernai hal huronlangnai benw jwngni gami hal kodaljwng abad maonai - bari kona kona mwigongni bari lai lapa baidi mulani benw jwngni gami angkal gwiya megong taigongni ~ mandir girja bathou puja switw jwngni sibisali benw jwngni gami goi taijow kantal bari mungni.

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Dec 29, 2015

Dec 29, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC

ronjoy-brahma6f

Jwngni gami

Swrgiding dwima dwisa gaigra mai dubli benw jwngni gami Goi patwini bari ~ no no mai bakri maihung **** mwswo goli benw jwngni gami gwmkangw magw-bwisagu ~ dwikorniprai dwi kaonai nosim janjiyao paperna labwnai benw jwngni gami grwm grwm raijw janai ~ swrangsi swrangsi daola gesernai hal huronlangnai benw jwngni gami hal kodaljwng abad maonai - bari kona kona mwigongni bari lai lapa baidi mulani benw jwngni gami angkal gwiya megong taigongni ~ mandir girja bathou puja switw jwngni sibisali benw jwngni gami goi taijow kantal bari mungni.

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Dawn stretches golden over Guanabara Bay, sugarloaf rising like a dream in stone. Waves kiss the shore in samba rhythms, each tide a whisper from the heart of Brazil. Birdsong rains from the canopy, scarlet macaws slicing morning light like brushstrokes. The rainforest exhales its perfume, a living mural swaying in greens and golds. Cobblestone streets hum beneath bare feet, colors bursting from murals and music. The air tastes of mango and maracujá, joy lingers in every sun-soaked laugh. Ipanema gleams like a string of pearls, bodies bronzed and basking in euphoria. Even the breeze dances, flirting with palms, curling through café songs. From Lapa’s arches to Christ’s open arms, the city holds you, wide-eyed, blooming. And oh, to see Rio not just with eyes but with your whole soul alight.

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Apr 19, 2025

Apr 19, 2025 at 11:26 AM UTC

poetriesgrave

Rio in Bloom

Dawn stretches golden over Guanabara Bay, sugarloaf rising like a dream in stone. Waves kiss the shore in samba rhythms, each tide a whisper from the heart of Brazil. Birdsong rains from the canopy, scarlet macaws slicing morning light like brushstrokes. The rainforest exhales its perfume, a living mural swaying in greens and golds. Cobblestone streets hum beneath bare feet, colors bursting from murals and music. The air tastes of mango and maracujá, joy lingers in every sun-soaked laugh. Ipanema gleams like a string of pearls, bodies bronzed and basking in euphoria. Even the breeze dances, flirting with palms, curling through café songs. From Lapa’s arches to Christ’s open arms, the city holds you, wide-eyed, blooming. And oh, to see Rio not just with eyes but with your whole soul alight.

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pahalı küfürlerim var hayata konsinye bıraktığım biraz da tebessüm dudak uçuklatan karı, kız aşk, sevda fasarya desem hortlar falaka şişik şişik dolaşırım nevizade şuhu’nda loştur ambians içerde ve hatırlar dudağını son içtiğim sigara şaraplanır ilikleri gecenin vantuzlarım her yudumda pembeleşir yanak kasar baldırını sevda ve... lapa lapa düşer yıldız boşalırız sonsuzluğa..

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Feb 17, 2019

Feb 17, 2019 at 7:27 AM UTC

Vaha

Lapa Taklak Düşmeler

pahalı küfürlerim var hayata konsinye bıraktığım biraz da tebessüm dudak uçuklatan karı, kız aşk, sevda fasarya desem hortlar falaka şişik şişik dolaşırım nevizade şuhu’nda loştur ambians içerde ve hatırlar dudağını son içtiğim sigara şaraplanır ilikleri gecenin vantuzlarım her yudumda pembeleşir yanak kasar baldırını sevda ve... lapa lapa düşer yıldız boşalırız sonsuzluğa..

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