Art Beauty Poems

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Look around, lovers with temptations
are everywhere: do boy's shy eyes  
charm a naive girl, who believes
they are true and that he tells no lies?...

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I want to write something beautiful for you
How can when all I am is ugly?
Grab a mirror just to be sure
Reflecting sunsets and puppies
Can something...

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To forge a bond that truly thrives,
And build a bridge where friendship strives,
This poem, a simple guide,
May open doors where hearts reside.

Vulnerability
Lay bare your truth,...

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The day comes to an end and night draws near
Where the shadows are cast but vision is clear
The sun fights back with a vibrant show
With...

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No one, nor art thou Dear, free from some flaws, 
A flaw endears and scarce if at all irks, 
It seems strange, but a flaw...

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Mango
Warm and sweet in the summertime
Bright like the sunshine
My starburst ... technicolor dreamboat fantasy
Lapping up every trickle of ecstasy that runs down your skin
Tantalizing the...

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Good in smoking
Is the art of making clouds
Without you choking....

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake and darling buds of May and summer's lease...

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They get tangled when crocheting.
Much like hair, they weave dreams.
It changes shape, changes form,
when touched with barehand, 
it crumbles, triggers a storm. 

They say, 2.537...

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Recipe for Beauty

To Whom it May Concern,
(I'm thinking God…but others say
Mother Nature is to blame. Still others believe Evolution,but to 'You’, just the same…)

At risk...

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Short of words, the 
soup has been my 
strength and guide.
I hope to get inspired 
more and achieve my 
goals and dreams.
I just want to...

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The beauty of blossoming flower,
exudes from the charismatic core 
of the unfurling buds 
with the fervent fragrance 
of rippling shower of the spring colors,
trails the...

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The tulips are too excitable, it is Winter here.
—Sylvia Plath (Tulips)

Like Tulip-beds of different shape and dyes,
bending beneath the invisible west-wind’s sighs.
—Thomas Moore

Roses propose to...

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Not gardens bursting forth with bloom, but landscapes in the mind,
Where tangled thoughts, both light and gloom, in vibrant chaos bind.
A library of whispers old,...

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