Traveler Poems - Poems about Traveler

...Twas' a mellowing twilight on the end of the day Where the whispers of dusk benignly sway when the weary traveler of orange bid adieu varnishing the sky with amber and blue As the shadows lengthe......Read the rest...

...Underneath the Southern Cross, the comet makes its way, A trail of greenish fire, igniting night from day. It came from distant realms, from icy, darkened space, Returning after decades, with it......Read the rest...

...(prelude) the buzzing of the evening insects presage evil ! here are black wolves ! here are ghosts and fiends and here are blackest of demons ! and black be the murk ton......Read the rest...

...A secret accord written in breaths, Configured in kisses and celestial caresses, A saga-rhapsody we inscribe in flights of love, Upon this stringless harp called Love. Ancestral pact, Woven from......Read the rest...

...Cosmic Embrace As we ventured far beyond the reaches of Earth, we found ourselves immersed in a realm of galaxies and nebulas, breathtaking celestial bodies that would astound even the most jaded tr......Read the rest...

...In the vast ocean of beings and tempestuous thoughts, You are the vessel that sails with heart at the prow, brimming with unsaid treasures. Not all can taste your depths, not all can penetrate the ......Read the rest...

...In a never sleeping metropolis, In the dungeon of a room, My days and nights are locked! I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight, But just the bustle of the moving crowd, And a handfu......Read the rest...

...In the canvas of infinity, a man's soul wanders seeking endless chains of moments, To weave loves and fates beneath a world without hemispheres. The moments under the moon are not enough, the sun s......Read the rest...

... This man, a space technologist, got tired of seeing everyday to his dismay, the scarlet sun rise and the crimson sun set, always felt that time tore away life’s green leaves when it crept pas......Read the rest...

...Do you see me in my fleeting forms, In my moments painted with ephemeral hues, With the posture of masks and affectation on stage, Playful in jewelry that glitters vacantly, Shyly heralding the y......Read the rest...

...Whisperer of the ancient tales, Breath of the Earth that gales. Daylight's gentle breeze, And dark night's howling trees. Bearer of seeds and carrier of scents, Sculptor of dunes and herald of......Read the rest...

...Have you ever sat or laid down Deep in thoughts that float Into your mind and your imagination Creates a movie What if those thoughts made you think About your ancestors and what kind of life......Read the rest...

... Be My Guardian, My Fearless Guide Lend Me An Ear for My Beckoning Cries Prodigal Pilgrim Prevailing Where Grace and Mercy Abide Grace Sufficiently Abstracting Fears Throughout The Changing ......Read the rest...

..."A POOR TRAVELER” A traveler is walking but doesn't know where his path will end. The end of path can be good or can be bad. But he......Read the rest...

..."A POOR TRAVELER” A traveler is walking but doesn't know where his path will end. The end of path can be good or can be bad. But he......Read the rest...