Best Adoration Poems

As dusk's misty tones awake from silence,
darkness fades, as birds gather to rejoice.
A beautiful reminder of patience,
their sweet melodies give nature her voice.

Darkness fades, as birds gather to rejoice,
basking in the glory of a new dawn.
Their sweet melodies give nature her voice,
as they parade, dancing...

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“A lover asked his beloved,
Do you love yourself more than you love me?
Beloved replied, I have died to myself and I live for you.
I've disappeared from myself and my attributes,
I am present only for you.
I've forgotten all my learnings,
but from knowing you I've become a...

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Adrift in silent tranquillity, admiring a
Backdrop of nature's charm and grace.
Clarion cloudless sapphire skies above
Depict the state of calmness in my mind.
Eyes admire an abundance of blossoming
Flowers, red tulips, lilac lilies and bluebells.
Growing around lush emerald meadows.
Heart is at ease watching robins in trees.
Instrumental echoes...

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If I was the artist 
     The painter
The world would be my high
Painting sheets of clouds with my brush 
     Like this day
The clouds would be paving a hallway for the waking sun
There would be freckles of...

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His bright eyes, 
radiant like sun's rays, 
melting my frozen heart with its warmth.

His insights
deep; vast like universe, 
uplifting my dazed mind to it's heights.

His aura, 
unique and magical, 
glowing like a resplendent full moon.

His pure soul, 
a calm and smooth ocean, 
soaking my spirit...

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Since my life started on earth, I've felt coziness. 
You gave me your Infinite joy, vigor, and gladness
You surrender everything and raise your eagerness. 
Everything infers that will ruin me of the richness. 

Amid day and night, You pour me with your tenderness
My label gathers...

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A vision a thought of apparel 
Outreach choral or a group of gather to withness a proposal
Given in mean A good deed

Sound raven to a revolt champs of champions secured witness witness Hands welcome greatness fit of a tone

Numbers and letters how they create great...

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Listen all that stumble and fallen into arms of Angels.
This of mine' loves so dearly, much more than she can be loved.

Seraphims above and ghastly deities below -
She is the purest form of them all. 
Her smiles' elegantly reassuring. 
Like a singing bird that deserves...

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incense' scent wafts

amongst the silent crowd
 

i sneeze out loud...

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You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing  
   I call you by name not to possess it
but because it is the only prayer  
   I have ever known how to say  

You are the sea—each wave not an argument...

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Old Mountain tales of love spin 
     'neath dawn's blush,
Elderberries, purple ink drop pearls 
     drawing me nigh.
Ah! Her laughter just like a honeybee’s dance 
     in the summer’s rush.

For you ignite my...

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Neon lights of love
glister from the strobic sphere.
Is my desire abhorrent?

My head, spinning with
each phantasmagoric twirl, 
yearns for your adoration....

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Come my beloved
rest long within
the ethereal reaches
of my haven
within my sanctuary
rest your wickedly disconsolate
mind and so lay in repose
absolve yourself in shadows
cast for you
renew yourself in
the mist of my creation.

Crush me with your suffering
and your broken dreams
and your histories and your
deadliest deceptions
those cunning slayers of
all...

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I’d annihilate
the ascending sun
from the sky

incinerate the
eremitic moon
beyond recognition

eradicate
each and every
constellation from its
galaxy

decimate every
planet one
at
a
time

if I believed
that it would
give you one
instant of
respite

from the
savages gorging
on your essence....

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You are the stuff my culinary dreams are made of.
Unending shapes and sizes.
From skinny linguini to the rounded orecchiette 
and squiggly fusilli.
As my tongue tastes morsels of your saucy tubular goodness,
I compose a rhyme of the ancient marinara to atone
for my over-the-top pasta love.
Stuffed, plain,...

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