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Flower Aubade Poems

These Flower Aubade poems are examples of Aubade poems about Flower. These are the best examples of Aubade Flower poems written by international poets.


Summer Mornings
Splendid charm of morn
Abound in flora and fauna
Time to decompress



Dated: 28.06.2021
Summer Haiku Contest
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Categories: animal, aubade, environment, flower,



There For Me
Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Categories: aubade, 12th grade, character, hope,

Premium Member A Crying Thirst
A single white rose bloomed near the grave stone,
Swaying in breeze against dark cloud and rain,
In the vast churchyard she stood all alone,
To brighten resting...

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Categories: aubade, bereavement, devotion, flower,

The Goldfish Bowl
The Goldfish Bowl


Once injected with water, sorrow becomes colorless and tasteless
Inside the glass bowl, all lives
only live seven seconds

The same route, again and again --
The...

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Categories: anti bullying, arabic, aubade,

To Gawk
The thorns have come for me
Her deadly flower walks
There's more for taking me
to deadly hallow docks

What once was gracing me
now trecherous goary blocks
When now I...

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Categories: abuse, analogy, aubade, bullying,



Premium Member There Are Days When
Jewel-colored butterflies flutter in scarlet sage
Hovering hummingbirds on a red tubular stage

Highways they navigate apparently their own
Invisible to humans as they stay in their zone

These...

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Categories: aubade, beautiful, bird, butterfly,

World of Paradise
Buds is a delicate flower.
The scent is smelling.
The four winds moving winds 
are blowing their fragrance.
Rivers out from the waterfalls.
The falling droplets are search
for their...

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Categories: aubade, august, autumn, bangla,

Globalism
Globalism 

The winter after war was not jubilant
the snow was slushy like the beginning of spring.
A poor street, houses had not been painted 
not much...

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Categories: aubade, beach, best friend,


Book: Shattered Sighs