Best Gemstones Poems
. "ice crystals on grass
glistening like pure gemstones
dawn winking at morning"...
An excerpt from "Ice Crystals on grass" by L. Milton Hankins
A poem composed of three haikus. I chose this haiku to show that Milton could write such beauty when he chose. Milton was so kind to me; I will miss him.
generous poet
shared feelings straight from the heart
softly closed the door
Life creates many things,
from plants to animals but
many forget the most vital
creation that begun many
millennia ago; the birth
of planet Earth.
Only a cloud of debris existed
in the cosmos that swirled
under gravity; slowly clumps of
ordinary looking stone begun
to stick together after a
thunderous impact; heat generated
within.
These mundane stones grew bigger;
their journey had suddenly begun.
Earth has many secrets hidden
beneath its outer shell but
sometimes it hints at the glory
of its power to create.
The earth we walk on is created
by magma so hot it glows in the
night; still the Earth has secrets;
gemstones are created by such
natural events.
Some are more cherished than others
then yet some are even eaten
without a single thought.
Some sparkle like stars, some
shine like gold while others
are dull and inert but have
such colours, like a rainbow,
they brighten up a smile when found.
However how a gemstone appears they
are still a creation of Earth;
powerful, resilient and beholder
of beauty.
People are like gemstones...
Some more valuable than the next
Some more tranparent so you can see through them
Some are dark some are light
People are like gemstones...
All it takes is some bad situation for us to fall out of the ring or necklace we were in place in the thing we call home
And all it takes is someone tougher than us to scratch our skin and leave us flawed even more than we already were
We can be shattered by the pressure put on us whether we go to school or people around us expect too much
We are both judged on how beautiful we look and our value is set by the beauty of the inside and the out....
So i reiterate people...are like...gemstones
And some people see me as a beautiful emerald
Yet i, the emerald so to speak, was cast aside for what seemed like a pebble
And now whats left is green shattered fragments of what the emerald used to be that he fell out of what he thought was his secure place in the world and someone tried to fit a rock in its absent space...
Little did they know people like gemstones can't seemlessly replace one another we can be polished off when dirty but never will we be repaired when we shatter on the floor
People are like gems and i just want to shine brightly off of the woman who chooses me to have with her at all times.
Earth’s natural gemstones thunder down
Miriards of multi sized scattered diamonds tumbling
trained jewels, beads, roll down roof glazing
Tiny shards of light begin to bounce, dance and reflect magnificantly
At first twinkles of days sunlight peep from behind storm clouds
Enters sunrise, day breaks
Vast darkness of night-times tears quickly disperse
evaporating to the brighter warmer climate
Nature’s tears are quickly dried
Outside still few mirrors remain reflecting the skies and beauty
Besides these little basins of wonder
patchy shadowed pavements still damp retract
As temperatures rise I recollect musing over shrinage of moisture
Just as the tides retrace their steps back to the oceans
But who ever sees their journey thereafter
The cycle of life continues whether we notice or not
So every droplet wasted counts
As climates change so must we
Earth and sea compositions alter
It’s down to us to make a difference
To help preserve and protect the living species
and precious commodities we need for every day living
before these treasures are lost, gone from our world altogether
Richer or poorer are we crumbling our planet
At the cost of bling we run down waste holes
Or leave to trail the land around us
Are we throwing our futures away
Should we not be evaluating the cost of new things precious
The waters of life, catch them if you can
Earths natural gemstones thunder down
Stones in life strong like stones,
As a weapon,
As a tool,
Shelter over the heads of souls,
Even beyond the Era of stones,
Stones in plenty and in varieties,
Gems,stones,Gemstones,
Rare,durable,colored,long life and beauty,
Weighed and valued in dots and drops,
A dream for the poor,
A desire for the rich,
Crowns without Gems not a King,not a Queen,
Taj Mahal minus Gems not a world wonder,
Ceylon turned Sri Lanka known Island of Gems,
Marco Polo toured and admired,
The Portuguese,The Dutch,The British much cared,
All stones are not Gems,all Gems are not stones,
In stones Gems,
In people some like Gems!
Self-sacrifice is the oyster’s lot;
this ocean martyr spends its life,
dedicated to its art.
Its sculptures of abalone and pearl;
grace softly, human skin,
with a luster bright.
Black opal is the rarest and most valuable opal for distinctive vibrant
“play-of-color”, as the dark body tone of the stone enhances the
beautiful and brilliant colors of blues, greens, yellows, oranges and
fiery reds. It is an exceptional opal that can rival or surpass diamonds.
Blue paraiba tourmaline is rare and valued for unique, electric color,
renowned for vivid, vibrant neon blue green to turquoise hues.
It is the most rarest of tourmalines for incandescent glow that
appears to light up the stone and is sought by gem collectors.
Easy to uproot
When you never planted love
Just some fake gemstones
Posed as pearls till the morning
She wakes up lonely and learns
A glowing sun sets over the breezy coast
battered by an angered sea,
and amid instilled peace,
percussion entices sadness
with its perfume from the contiguous jessamines
that smell stronger than the clustered cloves;
I neither contest nor seem contented with the inability
to satisfy this yearning with a passion so infinite...
until I discover these emerald eyes
more dazzling than gemstones!
Woman, so highly desirable,
with a skin so soft and touchable,
let my manly arms embrace you and hide
your beauty in the deepest place of the mind...
where it can only grow larger than memory,
and retain its wholeness of simplicity!
Once you entrust that love to me,
I'll make certain that it reaches its extremity,
enough not to want any other
who won't keeps his promise and doesn't love intensely;
dishonesty always defeats who is unfair!
Woman, seeking out a dreamy night...
through the arousal of sensual emotions
ruled by a rampant desire, embellish it
with these emerald eyes more dazzling than gemstones:
to captivate and liberate me from a wait I can hardly bear,
so that I don't wear away as a river swallowed up by the water!
A moon so glaring and displeased by unreachable distance,
illuminates what darkness made dull,
and approves of our unity by showing that beautiful
and radiant face without the usual spots;
and while it stands, it announces the sunrise of new days,
and I am grateful for these emerald eyes more dazzling than gemstones!
The Rose Horse
Leaping Tiger – Flying Lion
Dressed with gold and diamond
Saddles;
Topaz Horse
And
Emerald Dragon
Following close
The Silver Stallion;
Amber Tabby and Onyx Kitten
See with lightning eyes of
Coral
The Bronzed Gazelle – The Cinnabar Steed –
Held with bridled strings of
Pearls;
Gentle Serengeti Giant
Reined with Alabaster
Light,
Opal Ostrich, caught in leaping,
A Unicorn of Sapphire essence;
Lapis Rose Horse
Rides in sunshine
Bowing down
Inviting beckons
Ride on Crystal wings of
Childhood,
In a circle
Formed by music,
Round and round,
Led by the knighted
Sterling Stallion.
Comrades,Do you know the significance of nine?
Nine is a divine number, says Hindu mythology
The lord Jesus Christ died on a cross
His death time is called ninth hour
You wonder ,there are nine choruses of angels The sun is encircled by the nine planets. Precious gemstone are nine in number We believe that they exhibit healing powers. There are nine kinds of grains. And they are benefits to the human body. Do you know how many poisonous substance? Hindu mythology says there are nine The number nine possesses confidence and influential South African president Nelson Mandela born in this number. Above all ,nine is a magic number. The sum of the digits of the number to nine. is always equal to the sum of the digit of the result
Earth, air, fire and water together;
Transmutation births a new child.
Smoldering newborn appears;
This precious miracle,
Soon to be revealed
And worn around
Someone’s neck,
Turquoise
Dreams.
I sink down in grief
drowning in a pool of memories
the bottom is covered in gems
each gem a precious moment in time
I pick one up
joy makes me rise to the surface
like a bubble
I pop
when I reach the top
because you're not there
I sink again
in despair
the gems are so attractive
so I pick up another
rise to the top
pop
and sink again
and again
and again
so many wonderful memories
a lifetimes worth
I will always miss you
but the gems keep me going back
to dive into the pool of memories
Their delicate nature entices me to try harder
to stare into their translucence and see their souls
They speak to me from a variety of places
They are the opals, and they epitomize imagination
I wear them cheerfully, understanding their need
To show off their full power, and to enhance mine.
They make me bold, wittier, more effervescent.
They are the opals, and they surround a band I wear daily
enhancing a beautiful pear-shaped blue aquamarine
I have loved them forever, my jewelry box is a reflection of this
Carnelian, please, I need my strength;
Tell goldstone to be here in lengths
And dragon stone will guide me through,
With rose quartz here, for loving you.
My pyrite guides me to the left.
Labradorite leaves my hand, bereft.
And though my quartz is tattered and shattered,
Tell amethyst that it never mattered.
Just let me cry and let me sing--
Just let my heart explode again!
Snowflake obsidian strips me naked.
Strengthening contrasts are so sacred.
I'll put this rose quartz to my disposal,
Gift opalite ring, accept my proposal
And be with me forevermore.
Please, please be mine, forevermore