Adoration Poems - Poems about Adoration

Your golden calf speaks artfully in my ear marketing its millions of worshipers- whispers of temptation to be like you- If all life produces are idolators from the gold calves they adore, where are its gardeners its realtors its nourishers its doctors its listeners its philosophers it cleaners its mothers its fathers? These are the pillars of society. Remember this and don't feel ashamed of who you...

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Your hand touches mine, a tether of warmth shimmering like starlight. Days spill into nights, and still, your embrace cradles me as the dawn unfurls, its golden tendrils brushing against our sanctuary. Your gaze-drowsy and divine-meets mine, and like whispers from another realm, our story unfolds: bare feet gliding over enchanted sands, seafoam singing lullabies as the salt-kisses breeze binds our...

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You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing I call you by name not to possess it but because it is the only prayer I have ever known how to say You are the sea—each wave not an argument but a hymn a hymn without...

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A poet once said, Never trust blood with, traces of ink. Never trust the hand, that holds the pen. Poets? We’re Liars. Your Honour, I’m guilty, I know. My crime? Obsession. I have a problem, I admit. Everyone, does. How art thou so different from me? Obsession is a ravishing, hunt for satiation, this adoration, you, never got, (Was I never enough?) Obsession is a beautiful lad, of 25, Sharp claws, (in hindsight) that sucks out...

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I’m sure if I had the ears to hear The sound of blood rushing in my veins Would be a roaring voice of love This great river of life Pulses to a steady beat Carrying more than we can ever know Calling out and pulling in our heart’s desire That manifests as all we say and do And everyone and thing...

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For it speaks true, to sensitize through taste and touch, nose, ears and eyes By nature, some will genuflect, a flower's fragrance to respect, detect unseen need to admire gifts freely given by the Sire. Fires up arms to pick within reach all goodness plants, uncalled for, teach. Breach dug in doubt - fear engineers imperfect thoughts, brave minds adhere,...

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Finding myself in tune With steps in the wind blowing My dance then to construct And in love a face a glowing Nymphs spellbinding in the heart A maiden with the music they sing I see those trees - the hues of desire The God's look in awe dancing with wing Blue - the beauteous blue skies The muse with glee and opportunity Blue skies,...

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A lonely scarecrow in the meadow never stopped a forager So when the sun shined down on them myriad wildflowers adored her ...

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You are the stuff my culinary dreams are made of. Unending shapes and sizes. From skinny linguini to the rounded orecchiette and squiggly fusilli. As my tongue tastes morsels of your saucy tubular goodness, I compose a rhyme of the ancient marinara to atone for my over-the-top pasta love. Stuffed, plain, buttered. Swimming in Sunday sauce. The tastiest were those plain whites...

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Most radiant host, angelic glory be Within thy blesséd grace, Portal of Faith. In simple form You came, yet still through thee We see theophony, through which God saith, ¨Dear child mine, most valiant flesh now is thine. Hereby thy peace I grant, through darkest night With burden light and blood of freshest vine. My veil, most pale, shines forth the brightest...

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“A lover asked his beloved, Do you love yourself more than you love me? Beloved replied, I have died to myself and I live for you. I've disappeared from myself and my attributes, I am present only for you. I've forgotten all my learnings, but from knowing you I've become a scholar. I've lost all my strength, but from your power I...

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Neon lights of love glister from the strobic sphere. Is my desire abhorrent? My head, spinning with each phantasmagoric twirl, yearns for your adoration....

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Old Mountain tales of love spin 'neath dawn's blush, Elderberries, purple ink drop pearls drawing me nigh. Ah! Her laughter just like a honeybee’s dance in the summer’s rush. For you ignite my days with passion, 'tis morn,...

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I saw a Greek god on the oval ground. Smiling widely while running around With the jersey on and sweat shown I can watch you from day 'til dawn. Slid a motivational quote in your locker. Silently slip a medicine into your corner. I hope it can make your day lighter. Because I know being you is not easier. I am...

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What more to give, What more to do What more to show, That I love you my bird. You snuggle so softly And remember my lonely And perch in my heart....

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