Ecstatically Poems - Poems about Ecstatically

...like shadows they follow us they tell their stories on pages that may or may not be seen, or read, we a'muse them - "we", of course, are truly inconsequential in the greater scheme of thi......Read the rest...

...alternately titles: I got noose for you, Yours truly doth garrotte tee another itsy bitsy, betsy wetsy easy breezy read. oft times ('specially these latter unsainted days and nights) in wh......Read the rest...

...Calm oceans nap while facing the sun on the one hand And raging waves readily release their pent up emotions on the other Wild wolves search for a connection with the moon at nighttime While godde......Read the rest...

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...A house is a home only when I fall ecstatically in love with you, feel cocooned in our nest with your warm presence and tender care! A house is a home only when its beautifully painted ......Read the rest...

...Beyond the Batumi city, i am endlessly unclothed A.m., rose, i ran out of my bed Hopped into a vile pleasure Naked and unbothered Being Naked, i started my morning with dancing and singing nurser......Read the rest...

...Mirth-filled, children converse boisterously Presenting their future jobs jovially As the best and greatest, well-said pridefully Midst innocence, sans ignorance of witty perspective cheerfully. ......Read the rest...

...Light-play ecstatically rides the air, in tones of pink, lavender, yellow, blue; cumuli smiles fill the skies, a blink or two of green slides by. Precipitation sighs its last goodbye; ......Read the rest...

...“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa” Spurred by mother dearest as well as other politesse drummed into her second born fobbing blandishments as incentive tumbled off fingers of prodigal son tr......Read the rest...

...When in drizly April, I am swayed by incredible petrichor, run to the window, watch pouring rain on every trembling leaf, every quivering branch, caressing the trees, ecstatically savouring ever......Read the rest...

...The goal of life is rapture. Art is the way we experience it. Joseph Campbell A calm, unpretentious, breathtaking connection, A hypnotic glimpse of Z......Read the rest...

...Beneath the mistletoe I stand Wishing for Santa to land, Presently. Under the tree sits a motion to fix with a heartfelt notion, Understanding. However long it takes to stay the house re......Read the rest...

...Waiting in the wings Of life there are pleasures A collection of victories Existences within life Exceptional felicity over Flowing Eclipsing subtle ideas Searching every destination ......Read the rest...

...Elegant wooden chariots are pulled by devotees; In scorching sun, like buzzing bees, many on naked knees; Though superstitions form parts of Puri festive features, Gods and goddesses freely mingle......Read the rest...

...We all feared her the kind of fear that tastes of curdled milk A new friend- Jenny Six years old One step beside me chattering away little sparrow Together we churned our childhood as ......Read the rest...