Chinese Lantern Poems - Poems about Chinese Lantern

...2025.2.12. Chinese Lantern Festival. Tonight, it is the first full moon of the Lunar Calendar year. It is also the end of the CNY's celebration. It is time to do something different. The villag......

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...Dusk unveils the stars, light by light; as blue morphs into ebony. And as silhouettes fade from sight, scarlet bleeds from a dying sun, marking the arrival of night. Slowly absorbing pin......

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...Chinese lantern colors are significant light blue and purple lanterns make dreams come true pink lanterns bring romance white lanterns promote health orange lanterns brings money yellow lanterns......

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...Farolitos: lanterns of candlelight; Luminarias: outdoor fires of pine. Both light quiet path on a Christmas night for Mary and Joseph, old ones define messages that the new babe is divine. A c......

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...The horizon bleeds ruby-red, above which a marigold moon ascends with regal splendor. Her pockmarked face aglow; She slowly rises like a Chinese lantern. Dusk descends like a ghostly s......

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...Watching a sway of a Chinese lantern in colors the shade of your smile, paper laced dreams in curvature shapes suspended by silver threads Ripples of koi pond whispers slowly beckon in mo......

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...A bubble of boundless buoyancy Gravity cancelled, the earth slips away As the bordered basket swayingly Takes us up, up out of the fray And slowly sound recedes below Not to background, but do......

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...One Chinese lantern Courted to her heart’s delight By a thousand moths......

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...Memories come alive of childhood days gone past When at day’s end I’d lie in bed, at last The house was quiet on those moonlit nights We’d gaze so amazed at the glorious sight A gigantic ball han......

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...At the end of the thought was sadness. When temple lies broken a little white lotus comes up on the tranquil lake. A cute word enters the lone voice, stands down, collapses, retreats into sil......

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...Picking off carrion birds on the telegraph line with a calculating eye; sat on a cold marble tombstone armchair chiseled with the name of a friend of mine... what was he called now? Strange days......

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