Celestine Poems - Poems about Celestine

...An angel proacting as a contradiction to Spawn, Hatches plans to murder the Spawn and bring in a new dawn; The hatred turned into a romance, ironically, Killed, many a hellspawn, so very sardonic......Read the rest...

...Lost in summer of freedom, locked in thrall to frenzy! Life blooms in her May; wilts as blaze bears down; dims with sun at the crossing in gold, purple, and rainbow. Stars take the stage ......Read the rest...

...THEY MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH CHELSEA Color blue... Dan Petrescu... Capi Dennis Wise, UEFA the biggest price, Celestine Babayaro, Still remember him like tomorrow. Zola definitely lure me ......Read the rest...

...I wasn't yet born and those rolling hills with renewed green awaited me to explore cloves of orange and lemon waving in the noon's peacefulness never felt by any other boy burning with eagernes......Read the rest...

...There's an inimical solemnity dissipating the last day of spring, I sought solitude from the very beginning, but this sudden farewell won't depart from me! Along the solitary roads so shady, I......Read the rest...

...?? I stood under a bald tree (once rich with foliage) on a carpet of dry leaves in drought, and saw dreams litter the landscape like the dry bones in the valley—dead, dry, and forlorn. I gaped.??I......Read the rest...

...Life is a flowing stream heading to a dumb past—a tittle on timeline—too brief for a whim, too fluid to fondle. Yet with an uncanny haste I flinch at horrors or wince at hurts. Can’t gel fleeting dre......Read the rest...

...There was once a Dragon in my mind, soaring her levy through it's eerie wind. On water's dipole and Tau's ring of Pi, she coiled her tail around my axis of pride. The invisible Dragon with a ......Read the rest...

......It was two days before she lost them, and an arrow slashed her small finger, a small wagon train did take her in, but a doctor found gangrene in her, chopped her pinkey with barely a word. Fe......Read the rest...

...The bee knows to find pollens; the spider, to bridge a gorge— driven, as in the blood. Stream follows a slope and locates the sea in a rustling meander, gathering moss, throwing up ......Read the rest...

...Grace granted us a say on our knees: a thousand pleas pummeled the sky, stirred the heavens. The Lord moved, gentle thunder rumbled: My daughter's back home! Our hearts sank, too heavy to b......Read the rest...

...Saddens when strength fritters, muscles run to flab with age; a once smooth surface wrinkles bold etchings of joy and sorrows while rough landscape seizes the trophy, buries beauty beneath creases......Read the rest...

...A friend and I in a chat down a winding road, I said, "Who can give me life, I mean real life?" He smiled: You've life already, fully yours. "So it seems," I said, "soon taken from me." "No! It's......Read the rest...

...For her backsplash style, I used cobalt tile. Her sapphire eyes bold cast me away cold. My heart dipped right to benitoite night. Hot to drown in brew and sad boleite blues. Yet I put on my new t......Read the rest...

...I hear a soft voice amidst deafening din of daily grind: Where's the forest dark and dense; the mountain high as heavens-- its shadow, a looming doom? Where's the valley that dews dawn to dus......Read the rest...