Beauty. Poems - Poems about Beauty.

Not before and not After

We might ask

what is that

which is not

before and

not after

well~

we might say

that is those

appearances 

popping up~~

The Bell of the East

When we speak, I hear your voice through the words! Only a few times have I heard your voice! To me you are beautiful and perfect in everything! Maybe I am a fool for having a passion that is strong and appreciative of your presence!
I would rather be called a fool by everyone for my

A Triad of Tanka III

Young children should grow

Straight upright, honest and strong

As giant bamboo.

We shall take them to Kyoto...

There to know contemplation.
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Filtered beams pausing

Deep inside Sagano's groves

Of rustling bamboo...

Where at rest and undisturbed

In immortal sereneness.
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Rikugien's Maples,

Lit up at night time - ablaze!  

Incandescent fire

Whom, through which great splendour made...

Can scorch the very heavens.

River I

The sedate, dreamful morn
is  planted in a heteromorphic
anemone.
It is engraved  on sonorous 
red star.

The  sun is sowed in a melodious
seedy route.
An unparalleled felicity  fills the 
soundless, enchanting rivulet.

DEAR FEMALE FRIENDS poetrix

     All my female friends are;
     charming spring flowers
     in any and every season...!

Ghazal No 1

The rose, beholding your bright face, entranced has grown,
All eye and cheek and ear in worship lost and shown.

You stole my heart, O heedless one—I still recall,
Though you've forgotten me, I stand and heed love's call.

'Tis dawn, bring forth that wine jar, bearer, on whose face
Your beauty's form in painted art has found its place.

No

LOVING YOU IS AN ART

Loving You Is an Art ????

Loving you is an art,
Not just words, not just emotions,
Not just romance.

It is like carving a linocut,
Each stroke, each cut—
Careful, gentle,
So I do not wound the sketch,
The same way I hold your heart,
Responsible not to hurt you.

Loving you is an art,
Like stringing beads with patience.
And when the thread breaks,
And the

Patty Master

Flippin patties, fresh and hot,
SpongeBob’s grill is the best spot.
The secret formula, a secret so tight,
Makes the Krabby Patty just right!

Flippin’ fast with perfect skill,
Each patty cooked with extra thrill.

He loves his job, he’s full of cheer,
But he’s messy, and sometimes weird.
With cheese and buns, he’s set to go,
Serving up patties with a big hello!

Bikini

Raindrops on Roses

pink petal’d-petrichor scent
brumous blossoms fold
dark rain falls from sunless skies
still, her garden’s gold
doused roses airing
as bright beam disperses clouds
poised beauty flaring

Look At Her

Look at her body,
Her scars tell stories.
Look at her face,
Her smile hides so much pain.
Look at her eyes,
Those green eyes have cried so many tears.
Look at her heart,
You’ll see it’s broken.
Look at her ears,
They’ve heard unimaginable things.
Look at her shadow,
It’s the only one that never left her side.
Look at her cheeks,
You’ll see the path of

Raindrops On Roses

                                        With a lyrical refrain
           

Sunrise

Sun rising in the distance. 
Slowly staining the sky in its wake. 
The sky is painted with perfect hues of blue and pink. 
Clouds spread across the sky like cotton. 
A soft breeze blowing through the trees. 
That breeze, so gentle, caresses my face. 
That delicate caress grounds me with each breath.

The grunge effect

Grunge

the grunge

effect seems to

offer beauty in

an unkept way~

opening to the

concept of the

unending 

expressions of

beauty which itself

cannot be expressed~~

Raindrops On Roses

Raindrops on roses last night,
what a storm it blew.
My garden got a great bath,
looking clean and new.
Roses wanting sun,
their faces are shining up.
Rose garden is done.

Raindrops on Roses

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Sponsor: Nette Onclaud 
Date of poem: 15th August, 2025
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A sky kiss on rose beauty,
long for bees in flight
to reach sumptuous nectar,
where rains blend with fright,
yet no sun to dry,
after many days of rain,
clouds still drape the sky.

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