Banishing Poems - Poems about Banishing

...In a land where kings once ruled, a new voice emerges at dawn. It's a quiet call, but clear, a reminder of a duty reborn. A young person hears the echo on sacred ground, whispering stories. No lon......Read the rest...

...Yes, if only this love you thirst for burns, A desert wellspring, where your spirit yearns. No parched despair, no longing unfulfilled, This love, a chalice, patiently instilled. A cool repriev......Read the rest...

...In the chaos of my mind, where uncertainty reigns, God's love whispers softly, soothing all my pains. When overwhelmed by life's relentless tide, His peace flows gently, becoming my guide. In m......Read the rest...

...Quite far we have traversed, in pursuit of goals we chose, Through troubles and trepidations of seasons in throes; Sometimes reveling sunshine, sometime in glum of shadows, Always together~ on bar......Read the rest...

...In a field of golden tall sunflowers , Swaying in the gentle breeze, Yellow petals shining bright, Bathing in the warm sunlight. The color of the morning sun, Rising in the sky, Yellow rays ......Read the rest...

...Moonlit Whisper 10 April 2024 Depth of one's mind In the midst of desolation, where the earth's wrath does rage, Near the fiery tempest, where volcanic flames engage. Amidst the thun......Read the rest...

...In the tapestry of time, seasons dance and sway, Each with its own allure, in a grand display. But spring, oh spring, how it steals the show, With its vibrant hues and a gentle, warming glow. A......Read the rest...

...As the sun gently parts the sleepy clouds It casts hopeful rays upon the brand new day Banishing the shadows of the night That had ensnared the hopeful soul The morning breeze as it blows gentl......Read the rest...

...Not muscles forged in fire's wrath, But gentle hands that cradle life's path. Not thunder's roar that shakes the earth, But whispers soft, of wisdom's worth. Weavers of dreams, on futures brigh......Read the rest...

...Love is like a flame in the heart's hearth A warmth that spread, that comforting mirth Love is that finger that trace an invisible line That touch that lingers,so sweet,so Divine Love is like......Read the rest...

...I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change, Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged. Studying the said effects on the biosph......Read the rest...

...In the grayest of skies, a cloud may roam But in its darkness, a rainbow can call home A vibrant beam of hope, a splash of color bright A promise of better days, a ray of light Be that rainbow,......Read the rest...

...I was an eminent, solar physicist, like the blushing rose, craving renown. Each butterscotch morning I drove to work, and toiled until red sundown. The observatory was the place I loved, keeping ......Read the rest...

...In my youth, I was a prisoner of pain, A soul lost in the fog of melancholy, without comfort. Gloomy horizons had been my home under a cold and white moon, I sailed alone, among rocks of despair a......Read the rest...

...THE GOLD CHAMPION IN A COLOURLESS WORLD In a colorless world, he stands bold & bright, The golden champion, a shimmering light. Amidst the gray & drear, he shines with grace, A beacon of hope ......Read the rest...