Best Nightfalls Poems

When the 
  moon muses 
to the 
  melody of memories, 
roaming wisps 
   of vanilla gently 
flow through 
   space and time.
Your voice 
  echoes through 
 scintillating 
   sheets of 
   unwavering...

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 O beloved rose in my 
  garden of fairy-lamps,
would you bloom in hues of stardust?
let the daffodil moon 
  envy this fragrant field of 
immortal lyrics~
for I’ll treat you with kindness,
 scatter herbs of compassion,
 with picturesque patience, 
 water your greying...

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Reflections of God
I feel God’s presence when walking o'er hills
In nodding heads of golden daffodils
In fields of green and crystal waterfalls
In trees standing proud, statuesque and tall.

I hear God in vibrant sounds of the woods
In murmurs of the breeze and babbling brooks
I find Him in...

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Sometimes when
nightfalls of summer 
feel so cold,
and everything seems dark,
I turn to the heat of 
my grandmother’s soup. 
Life can exist 
within bone China 
or simple ceramic textures, 
savoring salt and spices,
but when it becomes
bland, we seek 
sentimental essences 
to ease our yearning. 
When watercolor
sunsets...

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I’m feral like a fox
misplaced in the
maroon mists 
of wilderness,
only found in 
woeful woodland. 
My skin is blanketed
in crimson balmy
hyacinth feathers
from a 
forsaken rainforest. 

Misguided on 
delusional paths, 
where spring-tides 
mirror liquified colors
of warm diamond tears 
I’ve suppressed
behind ice blue sighs.

And I’ve seen
splintered petals
beneath thick-leaved
jewel...

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Reflections of God
I feel God’s presence when walking o'er hills
In nodding heads of golden daffodils
In fields of green and crystal waterfalls
In trees standing proud, statuesque and tall.

I hear God in vibrant sounds of the woods
In murmurs of the breeze and babbling brooks
I find Him in...

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As Hedgehog-type cactus in bloom,
With claret-cup desert perfume;
Red-orange petals
On top of nettles-
I guard with my sharp, thorny, broom.

I'm hardy, resistant to clime
In weather where sunshine is prime.
Yet, still thrive in cold
When nightfalls unfold;
A mainstay for mundane, sublime.

My flower is tender and smooth
As velvety surfaces soothe.
My...

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Silence listens to tremors of twilight,
spilled across shorelines bathed in lilac,
awaiting the soft sinking of the sun ~ 
soaked in storms of heavy heartbeats,
a Braille of dreams, a touch of secrets,
      like the wind that feels and follows,
the cracks within...

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White rapids rushing for the falls,
Morgan horses loosed from their stalls,
From fragrant sunsets to nightfalls,
Songbirds answering southern calls.

Precious moments of golden hours,
Butterflies midst cherry flowers,
Rainbow's appearance with colors,
Sun and silver moon encounters,

The time it takes for love to grow,
The time it takes for winds to...

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Dearest,


There would be no nightfalls 
thereunto your eyes but partly goosebumps
nor would be nightscapes along your brows 
even an inch above their  shorelines

where darkness heaves 
no. When shadows dance in tip-toed pirouette to the tune of your     hairfall
whose breaths breathe...

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A curious drop of organe dusk; making way to peek amid the curtains....

Hush the breath rising in slivers of delight; a manifold cat crowing

With blood dripping from the vine; candlelight shadows and the clock chimes

Black rubies twined atop pentagon lines; vanilla incantations of silk desires

Parting...

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Storm rages brimestones   from ages to ages.
    The earth quakes from its foundation,flakes of hell erupts from the depths beneath.
   Seed of discord blossom
  In the very cord of the society as nightfalls in   ...

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OLIVE EYES

                                    I like the smell of coffee
  ...

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A thick fog wraps it tenacles
Encapsulating all
Visibility limited
Floats summer into fall

As the autumn sun rises high
Its warmth dries and heats 
But less warmth and humidity 
With earlier nightfalls

The crickets early this morning
Serenaded the moon
Knowing soon their last love song sung
Will be crooned in quick tune

Doves...

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