Embrace
This prelude has arrived, and now I can feel our
Initial romance takes shape.
On an everlasting horizon.
Genesis, unshakable conviction.
Embarking on the wings of freedom.
Here, desires call out to us.
When we are next to each other.
You made me forget myself.
Into the turning pages, reading
Between the lines of our fascination.
Flipping through curious highlights of infatuation. All-nighters anywhere,
Anytime. How about now as we embrace?
Take me home with your hands in mine.
I’m lighter with you: waiting for your kisses,
As it was the first time. Surrounded by city lights.
In this moment, our interlude, laughter at play.
Sudden moves feel like the way life goes.
Here were things that were meant to be.
Embraced.
Standing proud on the Hudson River
Built for the world to see
Essence golden
Encouraging immigrants to visit America and stay
Beacon of Hope
Setting the standards of desire
Transformation into survival reality
Lady Liberty entry
Embarking full force on Freedom
Wisdom understanding
Journeying ships far and wide
Everlasting commitment
Tomorrow and arriving today permanent
Around the globe a set sail
Dreams mounted without fail
Multitudes of heritage
Languages spoken from every native tongue
New York City renaissance of transcend
Lady Liberty assurance
Constitution policy like insurance
Total guarantee
Lady Liberty concept with an agenda being a promise.
FACIAL EXPRESSIONS
averting
gaze
rendering
lively
sensations
restlessly
embarking
wandering
in
dramatic
visual
figments
seemingly
transparent
retrospective
augment
energy
to
scrutinise
but
barely
register
isolated
vigour
At autumn dusk we love to linger.
Romantic hours we'll spend together.
We're embarking on creating our new memories.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Planted Seeds,
A tree of timelines,
Mine to define,
Refine into gold,
Never growing old,
Boldly standing strong,
My trunk is getting longer,
The song from my leaves,
Harmony to those who believe,
We achieve great things,
Little strings tie us together,
Tethered by eternity,
We are free to choose,
You never lose,
Just cruising along,
There's no wrong turn,
Only lessons to learn,
As we earn experience,
Clearance to begin again,
A win win for me,
I can see many branches,
Taking chances to advance,
Dancing in the breeze,
Memories tease my mind,
As I find what I left behind,
Reminding me to unwind,
I designed this time,
Climbing higher to shine,
Refining everyday,
I play in the possibility,
My ability opens new doors,
Allowing room to explore,
What's stored in the core,
Before time even began,
You planted a seed,
Agreed to the conditions,
Got in position,
Made the decision to grow,
Knowing you'll cast a shadow,
Below the roots go deep,
Creeping through the dark,
Embarking on their own journey,
Growing a tree in eternity
Bestowing the life you see.
Wandering, leave my world behind,
A journey, new beginnings.
Unsure of what I’ll find,
Thoughts and images flash my mind
On this journey I’m embarking.
Wandering, leave my world behind.
These thoughts I have aren’t always kind.
Tangled, jumbled, darting, seeking,
Unsure of what I’ll find.
Pausing briefly to unwind,
The prospect of reflecting.
Wandering, leave my world behind.
Emotions strapped and, in a bind,
My steps slow down, I’m faltering.
Unsure of what I’ll find.
So, I embark, eyes remain blind.
This challenge I’m accepting.
Wandering, leave my world behind,
Unsure of what I’ll find.
Day one embarking on adventure.
A new setup to stimulate my muse.
Already creative ideas were bubbling.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2026
As the sky darkens
Bringing curfew to the Earth,
Moonlight kisses the sea soaked, shell filled dirt
Revealing artifacts of moments passed
Stories buried in waiting,
awakened at last.
Deep deep deep beneath
rests a power no chain can defeat.
The first rebellion, a final home
Granted in memory of their gallant bones.
Laying here, guarding weary souls
embarking into worlds unknown.
Give me freedom or give me death.
For slavery is what these bones detest.
Heroic actions of normal men,
inspiring fights for liberty again and again.
To be property and owned by your fellow men,
is the death of the soul, the ultimate end.
Let their actions be passed down like the wind is blown
Forever forging the unity of saltwater and bone.
No tears
from eyes of
clouds
on heart of sand
heated to passion
angered
without compassion
stirred by tempest
of past
to loneliness
of endless sand
embarking
solitude boat
without sail
on waves of heart
to reach harbor
and return
without anchoring
native port
left
in springtime
of love
flowering with dreams
and youthful songs
sparkling tears
of abandoned
love
desert night
of migrant heart
cold
without clouds
unveiling splendor
of million stars
beauty
of full moon
undistracted
by reflections
eyes looking up
to piercing rays
from God's Light
unearthing
oil of faith
igniting
lamp of love
to embrace thorns
of diversity
with roses
in golden solitude
of silence
quiet enough
to discern
voice of devils
or angels pray
and choosing
the better
I step onto my departure from the dock
to embark on a voyage of the amygdala.
Here lies a treasure trove of motion.
The gangway moves slowly,
no suitcases or fare stubs,
only our passports—
those little books of identity
that grant us entry.
Then we all separate into the chambers
of the left and right atriums.
We check in at the front desk
like a queue of traffic.
Murmurs from fellow passengers drown out
the gratuities,
as our steward paces the hallway
with a duty-free smile.
At last, we reach the bridge,
suspended between the bow and stern.
All my ‘what ifs’ and ‘buts’
rising up and thrown overboard
like drifting flotsam.
A reason for Seasons,
All things have their season,
Everything happens for a reason,
Existence is teasing us,
Pleasing us in return.
Our flame continues to burn,
As we turn into the experience,
Taking chance after chance,
Growing into a dance.
A romance with life,
Fighting for flight,
Shining bright,
Fruits hold on tight.
Excited for the harvest,
Only when it's ripest,
Will it taste the best,
The beating in your chest,
Experiences the rest.
As you test the waters,
Tasting the wonders,
A roar thunders through the realm,
Awareness at the helm.
Awakening earths element,
You are what I meant,
Walking the firmament,
Lying dormant,
Wondering where it went.
The reason you were sent,
A changing environment,
Soon to be forgotten,
As the rest of the fruit lies rotten.
Feeling downtrodden,
Pushed to the end,
Until life sends a spark,
Lifting us from the dark.
Embarking on a new season,
A reason for being,
Seeing love in everything,
Singing for all to see,
The new growth on your tree.
Thanx for the spark Soulsters?
Have a beautiful day
Relighting my spark,
I'm igniting the dark,
Embarking on a journey,
That could end in a gurney,
Turning the key,
So you can see me,
Eternity set free,
Lighting up the world around me,
Bound by gravity,
A soul stuck in a cavity,
Deep beneath layers of being,
The dark is fleeing,
Releasing it's hold,
The lessons are gold,
To behold the power,
Of this blooming flower,
Opens up to devour your attention,
It's illuminating ascension,
Through my best intentions,
An invention so pure,
You'll remember who you were.
Earthbound, beneath the dark sky above,
enduring a empty endless night,
I first gave my heart over to love,
and my spirit suddenly took flight.
Illuminated by this newfound light,
what had for long been a dormant seed,
nourished by astonishing delight,
was, at once, fortuitously freed.
What followed, then, with surprising speed,
a sleepless child, who would fuss and cry,
prompting me to find a story to read,
and forever asking, "why, why, why".
It seems life's best changes do appear
when embarking on a new frontier.
The day arrives with its light,
The stranger hides in the night.
Its tendrils linger within a chamber,
Sometimes trailing us in our slumber.
I seek the light, but the night pursues me;
Each day is a walk across a turbulent sea.
I tread along the paths of the Divine,
Grafted firmly to the Vine.
My chamber is a meadow of shadows,
Awakened by the cries of the crows,
This reveals what is unknown,
It’s a mysterious zone.
Alone in my room,
Oblivious to the lurking gloom,
I break free from its weight,
Embarking on a journey to Zion’s gate.
July 14, 2025.
Trees of powder,
Delicate and firm.
They conceal my feathers of frost.
I perch myself by all that glitters
All that warms, and all that flickers.
I perch myself by candlelight
Snug in my nest of yarn.
My dearest deer is lost today.
The other starlings fly away.
Drifting off, a state of slumber
Filling me with fear, but wonder.
My nest of yarn, it cradles me
Despondent, I've become.
My woollen retreat, it comforts me
But chilled air bites my bones.
Beyond me waltzing are deer and starlings.
The others, romancing, like dears and darlings.
These shards of ice are carving, carving
And I know I should be out there, dancing, bombarding.
Glaciers, ponds, shining, sparkling
So stunning, so sinister for one who's so wanting
But no. Instead, in my head, I've been trying
To rid my thoughts of these paths I'm embarking.
I wished to be there, filled by warmth and by sympathy,
And in return, I was gifted immunity.
So instead, I laid here. I filled up with wonder
Drifting, and lulling a state of slumber,
Despondent and desperate, melting candlelight;
Found dead when my deer galloped into my sight.
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.