Best Sepals Poems

O’ my dearest love,  
I gather the world’s rarest petals for you—  
Ghost Orchid fragrance lingers  
in the marsh’s quiet air  

look, love, it fades  
then rises in  
the curve of my hands  
on the curve of your...

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In the May-time of my life
time bloomed each day a prickly boll –
but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed  
swaddled in the purity of security 
for what seemed like eternity 
a lamb in His white embrace 
especially when flocked in...

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In the narrow margin between life and death,
I feel as I'm walking a tightrope - but balancing.
I'm a portrayal of metaphors, 
illuminating like spring's moon,
who sunk like winter sunset,
but arose like summer sunrise -
my last breath an autumnal leaf.

What is life but a blank canvas...

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Now that only forgotten promises remain,
sounds of solitude are gifts I wish to obtain.
Sentiments are temporary in a world full of change,
affections are wasted in an insincere exchange.

Some say my words are engraved too deep,
others feel expression is only cheap,
so close your mind and enjoy...

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seasons keep m o v i n g 
 and s w i r l i n g
memories keep f l o w i n g 
and s h i f t i n g
through pillowy puffs 
of  w h i r l i...

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These words of love I give to you, my dear
to have comfort in the stillness of time
and meld two souls to keep love's wishes near
when the length of the years and age will climb
I will be your knight and loving sentry
to chase away the darkness...

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Through frayed seams a rosy dream bleeds 
needled and re-stitched 
with threads of time and love and hope..

and still — a rosy dream bleeds 
the miscarriage of a promised rose garden 
leaving me bereft but for entwined bands of gold – 
contemplative thorns tempt my...

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These words of love I give to you, my dear
to have comfort in the stillness of time
and meld two souls to keep love's wishes near
when the length of the years and age will climb
I will be your knight and loving sentry
to chase away the darkness...

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Spring
summons
season of
rebirth, where birds
build nests for new-borns.
Nature's palette spreads joy
as bright colours flourish with
buttercups, daffodils, bluebells,
blooming with rows of vibrant tulips.
Golden orb begins to spread its warm rays,
virgin summer roses bloom like rubies.
My inner child smiles at butterflies,
fledglings expand their tiny wings.
Mild rain hydrates perfumed...

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In my hunger,
I saw a hallucination of heaven.
From afar, visions of a golden glow,
lustered, lingering above a crowded crossroad.
This aura of agave aromatherapy,
left an amorous aroma of romantic ruminations,
so I became a devotee, desiring her divinity.

But, such was her evanescent existence,
those effervescent eyes now seem...

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When the enchanted 
jailors of life, 
siezed my soul 
and those
sepals unfurling
manipulative
manuscripts 
ceased to 
script a twinkle 
above screams, 
I became a 
slave to my 
own silence, 
chained by 
granite wings of 
masked butterflies, 
who have been 
bewitched by 
the first rays of the
maleficent moon....

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  As heartrose epitaphs
swathe earthly echoes
   with swelled up  w a v e s
  of spiritual sirens,
sea-fairies collide
  with honeysuckle footprints,
traced by mint-green manta rays
  along aquatic vessel of karma,
 pumping a nascent wilderness. 

In shawls of raven...

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When wounds keep seeping,  
dawn continues to unfold~  
 blurred projections 
    engrossed in dishonesty.  
And I wonder if the tulip moon  
  could see the ash and dust dancing  
    across the...

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I dream poetry;
I breathe poetry, for poetry 
calls your name, feeling your 
inerrant essentia—
your soul bleeds into mine—
a collision of cosmos, 
diffused magnetically, once 
a vagrant in a haze of miasmic 
vapors—wildered and exposed—
you unshackled me from 
this purgatory;
inversely immersing me in 
your sphere of...

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This Aphrodite rose
slowly unfurls
pink ombre balms
of sun-kissed 
springfalls, 
as the luminous 
lake of tears
cascade in 
exotic wreaths 
of honey-soaked
velvety sepals, 
there succulent seeds
of zestful dawns adorned
our silken sheets
across luscious meadows 
sprinkled with 
glistening cosmic dust. 
Yet neon streaks
of longing unveiled;
romanticized rainbows
engrossed within
fire opal clouds,
awaiting to...

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