Bud Poems - Poems about Bud

2025.5.01 Thursday, first day of May. It has been 6 months since I played songs from a different language, So far I did only 8. Only two since the start of the year. On 17 March this year, I was at the library, waiting for JC, To return his book as I promised. I ended up meeting someone else instead. Since then, I had...

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Like crystal tears, soft petals dance and gleam, While dewdrops stitch stars on morning's silken dream. Each blossom spins gold wisdom from earth's mud, As heaven's jewels birth dawn's awakening bud. Bud blooms like the sun breaking through midnight's veil. Mud cradles pearls where phoenix tales prevail. Dream waters mirror souls...

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I am like a flower bud, delicate and fragile, always seeking light in the eyes of others, My face may be a painting you'd like to admire, but deep inside, I am torn into shreds, Yet I ask for your love like a spring rain that soothes my longing for warmth and clarity. I ask for someone—to nourish...

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buds beckon to pop leaves unfurl reveal green scroll spring devolves uncurls...

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Bud is loyal to the end Bud loves me. I’m her friend Bud licks my face And sniffs my butt Wags her tail Yah, she’s a mut Just like me, you see I just may have some Native in me yet With maps of Earth in her fur And wrinkled ones on me We’ve guided...

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Winters are ending And the spring is coming up The time has come for me To bloom fully. Its easy to say But hard to act For those who just say And they don't act. Waited for long To bloom on this day But its hard to try And harder to decide. Made the dreams While enclosed in it (bud) So happy then To think of it. Now I realized Why its...

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You remind me of Autumn your simple grace can be compared to a rosebud falling in the wind. I was blessed by your presence the soft tone of your form as you brushed against me moving flirtatiously, subtly. Your scent lingers on my mind and your sudden touch of kindness pulled me, strongly attracted I gazed into your almond-shaped eyes. I think of you...

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Rose decided to plant a flower For every person she loved – Beneath the soil, beneath the shower, Her seeds began to develop and sprout. Each small seed led to a new shoot, Springing up from the rich ground, Rose was surprised they all took root, Offering her such a variety of blooms. Once the buds had grown into floras, Rose decided to create...

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Slight may outdo the sizeable ...

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Dandelion little bud soon will have a golden crown, taller this is bound to grow upwards, skywards to our sun, now ripened with blossom wide, unconcealed, too bold to hide, until the time is right to leave... though death is a mere bluff, evolving to a special stage transforming to fine fluff!...

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a strange sense of dread builds up we know not what could be the cause yet it manifests and so we do recognise our stuporous awareness that was oblivious but be that as it may, we take measures to nip in the bud the heart contraction by becoming a witness to ourself...

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“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”– Frances Hodgson Burnett Though I’m unable to bear the coldest days, My heart is eager when they put me on display, All my buds and blooms seem like a blaze, Vibrant hues of scarlet and cerise smile hooray! Summer silences all my doubts about...

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On the forest’s edge, colorful blooms thrive, Startling my spirit, wakening my thirst, For more than just a glimpse so I’ll survive, Mystery of pines, laurels so well versed. Trembling within me, a heartfelt prayer, Dreaming of fate beyond this quiet path, Kissing back the dew from soft dawn’s affair, Seeing the urgency of twilight’s wrath. While sun breathes out a trail of...

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A Mother Theresa Quote: “If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” She, a Loreto sister of great value a Saint in old Calcutta took a train ride in 1946, and found her true calling As a teacher and an exemplary woman of the world, she healed and fed the sick...

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watch barbs that sting deep angst bringing heart sings no more...

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