Earth Alexandrine Poems

How beautiful thou art
Oh butterfly
Out of ecstasy at holy place as ally
Seems leisurely created by Almighty
A fascinating climax of beauty

Multiferous colours majestically
Wonderfully blended magically
Unique shades...

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When they declared allegiance
Overnight, you would not know
Who is by your side and who is not:
You would not know
If you are a victim or a...

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wherever we go in life... it is there for us
it is our sustenance...  for all of life a must
without it, all will die... it's...

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The earth speaks of your discerning and stern glory:
Speaking the language human couldn't comprehend:
The wind telling the leafs to go on pilgrimage,
The leafs in turn...

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I, the end of man
The son of Mala
The offspring of Lamia
I care not for testaments
Ripping out the crimson hearts
They lie freshly dead
I kill all there...

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Your love is like paradise
On earth to me;
Evergreen, with rivers beneath:
With God and your love,
I am secure, ever and never wanting
Of your love and nothing...

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When your heart is pounding,and your muscles cry out no more.When your bones say it's over you're tired to the core.Press On Young Young Sweat...

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The night was too tide
When I sticked with my last
So embraced with the maid
In the middle of the light

She is certain superb of the maids
The...

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Can we write a  poem of love?
Can we write a poem that we can't tell its story?
Can we become the fire of the pastors?
Can...

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Beautiful angel a soul's destination flies
High above on gossamer wings delicately 
Circling between heaven and earth as soul keepers

Eclipsing the light seraph twitches softly gaze
Touching...

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How I seek someone to love with all my heart without fear
How I wish I her could find, embrace her in my arms
show her the...

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Step with me onto a boat; we need somewhere to go.
Our destination is not for us to know.
A stiff wind carries us beyond the sight...

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Decades of mystic dreamers have worn the path
trod across the leys, coupling pairs within Stonehenge.
Beneath the Wiltshire skies cornflower blue; they lust,
lotus-eaters, loose-limbed, seeking a...

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The grandstand is gelid by a sharp wintry breeze
Carried off from the field are the last of dead leaves
The shrill of the whistle, muffled calls...

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