Best Lilacs Poems

Like violets were her eyes when first I spied
the lady with a sweet child’s face who peeked
at me from bushes that she stood beside,
alluring Lilah, beaming, apple-cheeked!

And so it was that more and more I found
myself among the lilacs in that place
where first we’d met,...

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Where lilacs bloomed, I spied a brown-haired child.
She, riveted by what was in her book,
did not see me! She wore a wistful look.
I guessed her to be somewhat shy and mild.

The girl at last looked up and showed surprise
to see me standing there to study...

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May lilacs linger everlastingly
in dreams he dreams of me. Whenever he,
by chance, is in a pitch black room alone,
may he recall the scent of my cologne.

As long as I can write sweet poetry,
may lilacs linger everlastingly.
May he recall our love song slowly playing;
how we danced,...

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There were pink blossoms on the trees
that fateful day. The teasing breeze
whispered of love as their eyes met;
they lingered there till the sun set.

The days went by since that first kiss;
their dancing hearts were wrapped in bliss.
The smell of lilacs filled the air.
They had their...

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One day soon I will grow old enough

not to remember the date,day, night and season

But , my mind ...  My mind would never forget that hazy afternoon

When Spring was over, yet lilacs blossomed with your return....

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midst forget-me-nots
deep purple and white passion
plum and bright blue world

lacy like cream clouds
honey sunshine Saturday
fluttery shadows

day follows dream day
for family of flowers
memorable moon...

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It seems I am too late to know
The lilacs sweet perfume
For like myself
They are past their prime

But wait - there is a cluster yet
And it is fragrant still
Perhaps I too
Can stand outside of time...

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At winter end
 comes the time of lilac
pubescent shoots tipped light green
 budding up and down each branch,
young growth stretching, flexing new muscles
 ready and anxious to answer the call;
a gentle but large white sun
 hangs low in the gray blued sky,
spring comes as it...

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Laughing purple lilacs rain wonders through a thirsty soul – by poet

Lavender lilacs, tranquil and prayerful
Fill up the heart with a sense of compassion
Lightly whispering in the morning breeze
Gentling the eyes with breaths of pure love
Serenity flows warm through the tender petals
Melting away all worry,...

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though cut, nothing yet dies
life is full, fresh
enough to sustain weight
enough to envelope 
as we deceive/discover ourselves
believe there is no drop
despite that, the moon falls
obscures, rolls into/out of orbit/view 
becomes a part of me
lunar fascinate 
as inexplicably you love me
I've stolen the gravity of the...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of devotion
has felt the winter hoar
and shed her dress;
companionless,
she shivers—nude, forlorn.

Published by Songs of Innocence, The Aurorean, Contemporary Rhyme



Roses for a...

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Lavender
scent drifts in the window
lilacs below...

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    Smell of lilacs  
Combination of three words contest: 
 Smell of lilacs, pitch black room, dancing


Lilac is purple; purple is blue.
The smell is so great, you’ll pursue.
Night after night, in a pitch-black room,
The smell of lilacs makes you renew.

I wake...

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Mushrooms peak b'neath
the moon, and rabbits charm'd by grass

do swoon. Where tulip's petals once
so strong, unite the fall'n, one

last song. Once again the goslings
wander, stray not
 far from

nipping mother.
 The winds will

howl in sheets of rain,
 grandma snug,
wrapped

in her shawl.
 Aside the fire, pen
will bend,

...

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"A spoonful of fantasy is often the best medicine for reality." - Poet

Somedays I'm a pale apple wishing to be a tangerine.
Fantasy focused fulfillment fondles contentment dreams.
Enthrall me free amid emerald enthused energy,
wrapped snug-complete in scented sachet sheets -
let gleaming threads golden-gloss this glorious bed.
May...

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