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Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: absence, beautiful, lonely, longing, lost love, sad,

Strangely Beautiful

If moonbeams’ fickle shadow-plays collude
with tousled sheets to take the shape of you,
And silent sighing pillow-tops exude
your scent, how do I see the night-time through?
If longing breezes rat-tat on my glass,
Curled soft into the likeness of your hand,
And floorboards moan, as if to feel you pass,
How can I wake each day? How can I stand?
If crowds contrive to conjure up your face,
And, mesmerised by yearning, I collide
with echoes of your breath at every pace,
How can I walk? How can I step outside?
And yet, because you built this purgatory,
Its walls are strangely beautiful to me.

31 December 18
For Beautiful Sadness Contest
Hosted by John Hamilton

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: romance,

The Snowflake

Young love is pure - like snow when fallen new -
and always I’ll recall one wondrous day!
Through dawn, soft powder fell; clouds lingered grey
until mid-morning. Splendid sun shone through
the gloom, and sky turned periwinkle blue!
Excited, we ran laughing, out to play
in snow, which all around us brightly lay.
But never did I guess what would ensue. . .

You chased me, until breathless, we both dropped
onto a blanket of sheer white, and then
a snowflake touched my mouth. Your fingertips
began to trace its shape, until you stopped. . .
Your gaze became intense, and that is when
you bent to kiss the snowflake from my lips.

Poem Details | by Roy Pett |
Categories: beauty, change, color,

Thought changer

Catching sight of unwanted reflection 
through my eyes I observe my murky mind
lifeless, inactive, defying action
just a blank canvas, raw, pure, unrefined,

desire to inject substantial color 
inspired pastels to brighten the darkness
eyes opaque though restrict light, much duller
impulses, brain requesting less Starkness,

my poor mind is without shape or structure 
until my thoughts turn to the one I love
blissful images, colorful picture
changing this abyss, no more mourning dove,

she changes my thinking without restraints 
such beautiful colors my mind she paints.

Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: angel, beautiful, beauty, blessing, dream, fate, love,

To an angel treasured inside love

Shining brightly flashes of white light 
into spectral colours sparkle inwardly 

Atoms arranged within a crystal structure domed 
a gemstone takes shape measured from the clarity of beauty
Within diamond ultraviolet wavelengths transmit visible
jewel jubilantly crowned regally royal gift

Poem Details | by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: love,


I loved you before your eyes were blue
Before your face belonged to you;
Before I heard your voice, I knew
The love I never knew was you.
                                                                                                                           Long days and nights I yearned for you 
Without a name or shape for you;
And when at last I met you
I knew I had always loved you.

And when I lay in bed with you
Enchanted by the night and you;
Holding close the naked you
I knew I'd always be with you.

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: love, poetry, stress, words, writing,


So bittersweet is this creative art of writing thoughts through words of poetry. So many say how peaceful is my heart that it can shape a verse that's part of me. They never see the bitter times of stress my mind goes through for every perfect word: the hunting down of them to bring success, so thoughts within my heart can then be heard. But when I reach the mountaintop, complete a gem that tells my mind it met the goal, the stress dissolves into that joy so sweet, and peace envelopes me, my heart and soul. June 17, 2016 Submitted to Strand Choice 7 Contest

Poem Details | by P.M. Richter |
Categories: image, self, spiritual,

Spiritual Birth

grace will find you when thoughts fade away crushed with unbearable grief "losing your mind" suffering during a dark night of the soul the ego crumbles; revealing the light your soul consciousness "finding yourself" directly experiencing the divine sense of oneness where everything is connected at a deeper level there is but one consciousness appearing as many "awakened" breathless views are available with inner focus crossing a chasm with one final leap of faith you become blissful; radiating like the sun "experiencing enlightenment" revived with a new perspective humans are never perfect but our pure being is "love"

Poem Details | by Seren Roberts |
Categories: sad,


Sat at my easel your image is taking shape, where is the love gone! I try to ignite your eyes with loving strokes…. my tears fall
l Penned 13/4/2017

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: beautiful, fantasy, moon, night, simple, sky, uplifting,


					      o how
                                    i love the
                            gentle shape 
                        of a crescent
                    moon overhead
                 hanging in the sky
                amongst the stars
                 how I adore the 
                    idyllic shape of 
                        a crescent moon 
                            way up high
                                    in amongst 
					       the stars

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: family, history, pride, rose, tribute, women,


Great grandmother Rosa Grandmother Maryrose And Mother Roseann Daughter April Rose Granddaughter Kayla Rose Granddaughter Ella Rose Love all my Roses // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ ¦¦ ¦¦ ¦¦ ¦¦
posted on October 13, 2019

Poem Details | by Miriam Bell |
Categories: family, love, sister, wedding, sister, sister,

My Sister

My sister Sharon is getting marry and I’m a brides maid I said can I say a speech but she said nay My sister is a lovely girl even if I say so my self and I like her faunas he’s got fine health So there’s my speech I love you sis and I hope you like this

Poem Details | by Seren Roberts |
Categories: hope, love,

Beating heart

                                       Heart.                      Heart
                                    Is beating.                Is beating
                                  Sending hope and    promises.....
                                     pumping    ideals and   ideas
                                       reducing  life's  stresses.
                                          ready to look for love
                                             to accept to take..
                                                   for always..

Poem Details | by Deborah Burch |
Categories: birthday, dedication, funny, happy,



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Poem Details | by Yoni Dvorkis |
Categories: faith

Don't Cry for Me

.      blank page   
   this           I write
      and prayers.
     Tabula Rasa,   
    I wish to be    
    me ancient




I've kept my promise,
don't keep Your distance

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: longing, love, storm,

Powerful Storm

Drenching rains, no shape nor form
Howling winds, skies midnight black
Lightning striking, a powerful storm
Our little haven, now under attack

Plans for our moonlit stroll are dashed
No lights, no music, just you and me
Squeezing me tighter with every flash
Letting our two longing hearts be free

Waiting out the storm, we cuddle by the fire
Enjoying the crackling embers until it's done 
Soft touches, slow kisses, both showing desire
Two kindred spirits, coming together as one

Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: beauty, desire, lust, woman,

Form of Goddess

Oh that female beauty, form of goddess
a dreamers dream come true on the screen.
Mine adornment of that shape, that actress,
arousing image of a beauty queen.
Bosom! That luring shape of female form,
irresistible softness of arched curves,
luscious hips and thighs, bodily lusts warm,
feautures of ginger; eagerness serves.
Not only beauty, but vision of flair,
an alluring image of a film star,
being entranced by manner debonair,
to kindle the imaginings bizarre.

The fancy formed a desire to pursue,
love of beauty; in disguise so untrue.

T.J Grén

Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: beauty, girl, youth,

Youthful Fascination


A girl so sweet, ravishing rosiness,
young, yet in manner, a woman refined.
Youthful fascination of eagerness,
leading to keenness, by others defined.
A bosom of new ripeness, soft yet firm,
enchantment to embrace, yet without cause,
nor consent, but desirous to confirm,
female beauty’s form in a moment’s pause.
Loss of innocence, of respect, followed,
admiration by some, scorn by others,
worldly pleasure in place of pride swallowed,
conduct polite kept, lust for love smothers.

Female shape and form so much to adorn,
feelings warm reverenced by courage born.


Poem Details | by PAULINE NYUMU |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, loveheart, heart, love,

Wings of your Love

When I see your face
Bright as a star in dark skies
Your eyes radiant and clear as crystal
Tears of love drench my cheeks-
On your shoulders forever I’ll lull
Under the comfort of your warm wings of love

When I see greens of the fields
Celebrating every kiss of the winds;
The cold breeze at the shores of falling rivers
I see the shape of your heart-
A heart print that forever will stay
Whispering at every height of the melting mount

When you whisper my name
At the cold of a warm dawn
My heart bleeds for the unending bliss;
I weep when your shadow sublimes-
Leaving only an idol to cling on!
Let me nurture your heart, my love to defend.

Poem Details | by Arturo Michael |
Categories: devotion, love, soulmate, valentines day,

These eyes adore you

   Time after time ~ Our hearts intertwine ~ You're the shape of my Valentine

Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: faith

Afterglow II

Day fades quickly into night.
I try, but cannot fight.
Life wanes with no respite,
I pass into the light.

Far below, I hear the roar
of waves that brace the shore.
I pass the lofty eagle’s soar.
God calls, I am no more.

Instead, I pass with awe and grace,
through time and finite space.
I am a form, no shape, no face.
Yet, not alone in this strange place.

Within myself, I feel god hover.
I am my wife, my child, my brother.
I am the love of father and mother.
I am myself alone, yet altogether, one another

© Feb 20 2010	Charles Henderson.

We all wonder about God, death and an after life.  These are some of the answers I have 
reconciled in my musing.

Poem Details | by Brian Strand |
Categories: friendship, on writing and wordsheart, heart,

crosswise-MY FRIENDS

Your rhyme             your lyrics            your verse
So clever                 so telling              so witty
Diverts                    delights                tickles
My eye                    my heart              my ear

My eye                    my heart              my ear
To follow                 with love               to applaud
Your postings           your fellowship      your talent
Each day                  to value               here

Poem Details | by Just James |
Categories: love,

Vortex of Love

love bleeds into me and now becomes life 
 Light fractures into rainbow’s  not  hate 
   Warm rises  from  my  lonely black  
     Rain summers life from past cold  
       Old  tear  filled  eyes  now  dry 
        Soft dreams make me young 
              Single    was    hard       
                 Two now pair 
                     We’re one 

” spiraling effect” of vortex by antonyms in following line 

Poem Details | by Shubham Kamble |
Categories: for her, for him, hurt, lost love, love hurts, pain, sad love,

Unrequited Love

Why did everything had to happen this way?
Why do I still think of it? It's over anyway.
Of your heart, I always wanted to be a part.
Unrequited, fallen to the ground, is my heart shattered apart.

One might be strong to collect those pieces fallen.
But to join them again who would self embolden?
For they know, its shape it would ultimately retain,
But exposing its scars, its marks would always remain.

Worst pain you would suffer, still more you would have to pay.
For death is worst some may say .
But it's not, when embraced everyday.

Poem Details | by Minerva Ochoa |
Categories: allegory, devotion, love, passion, song-

A Lament

Your cold lips,
Your frozen Figure...a sad emotion you expelled.
I touch your shape, trembling at the source.
Modeling away to my cheeks.
At sunrise we slept,
At midnight we loved.
The stars and the clouds draw us layouts of dreams,
an enchantment,
our elixir of love.
Hands slept in our grave, a singing hymn.
We drank each other's memories.
We danced until the moon was put to sleep.
Covered ourselves with petals of Rose, 
Bare to the despair, the sun presented.
Decaying, and never growing old.
We fulfill these lavender caresses everyday.
Immortals, will will always love.
We will always be together...
Lovers in time.
Vampires in a dream,
A reality to me coming true.

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: longing, love,

She Sits Alone

His interest awakens, 
as he laid eyes on a young maiden 
sitting there alone.

How lovely she is, graceful
and beautiful.

Her auburn hair done up in a thick braid,
crowning her head with small stray 
tendrils, curling about her fair heart shape ethereal face,
above a long neck, and delicate shoulders it graced.

For a brief moment, his gaze
locked with her hazel gold eyes, amazed
and in thoughts of sweet illusion of having her near.
Wanting to kiss her long and sweetly, whisper
you are mine forever in her ear.