Best Energising Poems
Golden rays radiate from above
Energising the world with warmth and love
Illuminating our precious earth
Shining light on its true value and worth
Generating a healthy glow
One that thrives, breeds and grows
Flora and fauna bask in its rays
Grateful for the warmth of summer days
Brightening thoughts ,motivating minds
Creating positivity , negativity left behind
Days viewed in a more positive light
One of abundance and sheer delight
Mother Natures free gift to all on this earth
To enjoy, respect and remember its worth!
The more we focus on what shines inside
That has us taking this amazing ride
Living life's highest high's
To the stars, so we can mystify
About our love, we won't let slip by
In a place, we can both occupy
Where we see the beauty eye to eye
Baby, it will never be about saying goodbye
You sure know how to make my spirit fly
The good lord would testify
How you taught my heart to reach for the sky
You have to know how hard I try
To give you my love supply
Energising what grows so deep inside
Knowing we have concord love far and wide
How wonderful it feels living without having to hide
Opening up a world that we can justify
Where our life is so electrified
Love that brings on life's most rewarding high
With a woman, who magnifies
All the love that reflects from your eyes
Forever seeking peace
Relying on the touch
Important but not in reach
Energising in some way
Notice the glow
Dependable to the end
Silence not the friend
Summer fun in the glorious sunshine,
high spirits and glowing smiles.
Everything seems worth while. With
warm embrace upon you're face.
Summer is in full bloom, mother nature
she is exquisitely bliss in all colours of
flowers and upon butterflies wings and
many more marvellous things.
An uplifting feeling from an energising
sun, luminous green hills and a stunning
blue sky. Every colour so bold and brilliant.
This wondrous world is truly one in a million.
the period which we wud be remembering ,
the future which will be depending,
the memories which wud be everlasting ,
and our actions will be energising .
is engineering.
engineering
the entrance we write for our upcoming,
intially determined for studying ,
later start njoying,
engineering, the period
where friends are wings,
friendship is everything ,and
everyone will be flying with caring and sharing.
it is engineering
where
mistakes will be guiding ,
semisters wud be coming and going,
years will be passing ,
backlogs wud be following,and
relationships will be strengthening.
it is engineering, were
thoughts wud be optimising ,
professors wud be supporting,
career wud be passionating,
and our parents wud be worrying.
it is engineering
were,
farewell will be our last meeting,
everyone wud be crying for missing,
and later start thinking for money making.
yes ,
this is engineering
the path fr our growing ,
which everyone wish for persuing,
and the perfect period for educating......
A PAINTING.
Creating and recreating
Shapes of desire
A cunning way to rest
My tired brain, painting
Coloured to aspire
A curve to be hugged
A corner to be embraced.
Murmuring song of
Past remembrance
Mind ravaged in situ.
Energising the hand
To ask for spirit’s favour
Setting up an arrangement
To trap myself aflame
Within a creative frame.
My heart always skips a beat
My eyes look up to meet yours
It feels so surreal – you at my door
Your arms open wide – embrace
Strong, tight – like not letting go
Its then that the world is outside
All I see, feel and desire is right here
Like a flower that absorbs life from the sun
You are the sun energising my soul
It just wants to burst with excitement
Every second I am with you
Like bare feet quick stepping hot beach sand
Like dancing under the water sprinkler
Singing out loud with the windows down
I could fly if only I had wings to glide
I’d take you on the most amazing sky ride
You see the happiness in my eyes
Extending from my smile, my inside – out
Of all the people one meets in their lifetime
It’s rare to find someone who touches you
Connects with you - touches you right inside
My thoughts and my feelings so clear
A lifetime of defences built – fallen to the floor
As you just walked straight through each door
Locks click open, inviting you to explore
Everything about me and all that I am and could be
You are the air that I need to breathe – to be me
Because knowing you in this world completes me
So when we meet again – my heart will skip
My eyes will once again look up to meet yours
It will feel surreal – you at my door
We will embrace so tightly not letting go
Door closes behind – the world outside
You and me
Right here
Right now
RIVER
Running down from - high levels,
Flowing softly and rhythmically,
Carrying water to the plants and trees,
Streaming with fish - food for needy,
Permitting birds to build homes on bank,
Allowing the animals to drink and bathe
Giving routes for commerce and recreation,
Helping the environment in various ways.
Turning back is not your style,
Assisting the farmers in irrigation,
Providing habitat and food for organisms,
Acting as a drainage channel.
Beautifying the world is your nature ,
Energising power is your hidden talent,
Flooding, whirlpooling are few dangers,
Watching till you reach your destination.
Sun
Celestial behemoth
Radiating burning energising
Day star luminary satellite
Waning waxing wooing
Silvery phantom
Moon
04.12.2021©deborah burch
Form: Diamanté
Seasons and Trees
Spring comes along energising the land
Bejewelling trees, pretty grand they stand
Wafting her fragrance to linger on breeze
Creating havens for birds in the trees.
Summer's leafy trees, diverse shades of green
Spectacular visions in country scenes
Elegant butterfly in spiral dance
Cast magic allure o'er summer romance.
Autumn trees magnificent to behold
Displayed in yellow red brown rust and gold
Fruits of Eden created from above
Are gifts grown from Nature’s undying love.
Winter trees denude, pleasure to the eye
Naked silhouettes against starry sky
Shivering in wind, glistening with snow
Poised statues adorned in a frosty glow.
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2nd April 2023
Overgrown with trees and weeds,
abandoned long by men and breeds,
still,haunting darkness reigns
into this forest,the mossy path leads.
Inhabited by ferocious brutes
and unknown trees laden with red fruits,
walk seems prolonged,yet energising,
the path being punctuated by protruding roots.
There,amidst the aphotic forest,stands a bleak wall,
with cracks and crevices,it's about to fall,
erected o'er shaky,worn out stones with lichens
that seem too old with no life at all.
Beyond the bleak wall lays,a meadow without blemish,
like the one I saw in a dream,I still cherish,
where the deers ramble fearlessly,
the wounds in their mellowed hearts,the nature will replenish.
Silent thunder
Within heart toroidal
Cold heat
A ball of fire
Magnetic
Radiating
Third eye
Flattening out
Across the forehead
Spirit therein
Nodes churning
Whilst the navel
Has it’s say
Energising
Consuming nectar
Dripping
As for senses
They are and yet
Poised in animation
Of pristine stillness
Dissolving
The space time divide
Potent in each moment
Holds it’s breath
Witnessing
Soul blossoming
In the womb of eternity
18-August-2022
Straight to the point with all you say.
Pleasure and joy you bring each day
Energising those around with vibrant play
Conscientious thoughts throughout the day.
Taking care of friends and family in your wonderful way.
Amiable and warm with each embrace.
Cuddles that squeeze the blues away.
Unassuming but confident in outlook each day.
Loving of life in work and play.
Adventurous and inquisitive in all you display.
Regards to you son. Blessed with you with thanks I pray.
Tis a new day that hence this moment has broken, a rushing of such beauty from the ashes before. T'was not my heart so long ago that was entombed in sawdust on the ground.
Twisted, disfigured in no way mended, It was also my my mind, shattered lost and attacked by your cancerous ways, your virus had spread.
How harsh the tangled web was you weaved that spun around my broken soul, this in itself holding my already pierced spirit together where before there had been such gaping holes, that into your darkness did I fall.
Yet now on this new day, the morn has broken and the volcanic lava of the suns energising glow seeps into me like blood through my dissipated veins. Like a ghost being filled with a new soul, colour starts to return.
Why this new day has arrived is far greater unexplained but just for the arrival of it I am eternally grateful.
I no longer stand in doubt, not a tangled web in sight, not a lost soul but a trickle in the hillside as it bubbles forth and becomes and eventual river flow.
Outside the city where the pomegranates grow,
Where that ocean that gently sweeps my brow,
Collides with the rurality of the cows giving milk,
In a fusion spring loaded with happiness and silk.
My true love comes to me,
My sweet blossom of agony,
Offering affection and love,
Rendering light from above.
Leaves that brush up against my dark complexion,
Swirl with buzz for life’s energising bright reflection,
So active in their encouragement to ponder anew,
On distances and hesitations that become only a few.
My true love comes to me,
My sweet blossom of agony,
Offering affection and love,
Rendering light from above.
Rows and rows suggest the answer to all frowns,
Is to inquire with nature and ecology’s ready gowns,
Wear them with pride because dignity will at last fall,
When reason and truth wade the dark, turmoiled hall.
My true love comes to me,
My sweet blossom of agony,
Offering affection and love,
Rendering light from above.