Delicate Poems - Poems about Delicate

You live like this, sheltered in a delicate world crafted from dreams and illusions, Believing you are truly living, while your steps are guided by routine, But then you open a book... or embark on an unexpected journey, And discover that you are not living, but hibernating, asleep in an apparent silence. The symptoms of hibernation are easy to...

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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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“From the debris of desire the essence of lost love retrieves the hurt heart” – Quote by Poet The glee of love embracing me if ever dies My heart will feel it depart while it cries From dire dust of demolished desire I’ll rise ...

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I wish to lose myself in that delicate and gentle light, in a fragile morning that dissolves into nothingness, to be pure madness and silent peace like a dream, completely forgotten, impossible yet desired. I wish to collapse into the grass untouched by steps, with eyes fixed on the infinite and insatiable sky, to immerse myself in the scents of summer...

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Suitors lined up, hoping to court me Promising plethoras of pleasure Tantalizing, teasing hints of treasure To move my...

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The bare branches are painted with a dusting of snow Delicate dreams rest in the distance to be seen The slightest breeze can blow them away It's time to capture a photo with confidence To hold a memory of what can be created In the cold, no sun shining, still pure and beautiful Dreams may be delicate , but not...

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In the delicate weave of dreams lies an unseen universe, full of light, Hold tightly to these golden threads, for when dreams fade, Life becomes a bird with broken wings, lying under the sky that once called it, A song that can no longer be sung, a story without an end or a beginning. Dreams are the rainbows that...

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Every touch at the edge of the sword, Cuts through skin and cuts through words. The delicate sliver, plated on the sides, To decorate and embellish the sharp glide. As beautiful as night, Astonishing many mortal breaths. The sword can determine, life or death....

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If I disappeared, very few would notice My presence is small if even showing That’s how I feel right now But this will pass I just have to acknowledge this little fact I am never going to be normal So how I think will also never be just that And all this is supposed to be ok Being the spare patch That’s just...

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his schnozzle was delicate, in tune, sharp, and fine he could decipher bread, cupcakes and white zin wine smelled jelly fingerprints on Las Vegas dice annoyingly, he also smelled lots of horrible mice...

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unexpectedly she stood strangely not feeling good ... unaccustomed ... of prime decency sheltered world ~ as a mistress breathes regency -- barfs...

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Women are liken To delicate flowers; need Extra love and care....

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Those humble and wise do not criticize They find a delicate way to beating hearts sway ...

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“Delicate” is such a gentle word Conjures up thoughts of aromas Of freshly baked bread Meandering through kitchens Of years gone by Simpler times when the world Witnessed less turmoil Greeting each other with love With a friendly smile a tip of the hat Ladies smiling demurely Filling the air with a scent Of lavender conjuring up odours Thoughts of distant lands Sweet scents of lavender and...

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Delicate distress of the loon beckons plaintive thoughts return home, as they wriggle desperately away from where our past confronts us ...

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