Embroidered Poems - Poems about Embroidered

I embroidered my dreams on my skin, with threads of desires and burning hopes, But now they pull at every movement, tearing me from within. In the burnt pages of my journal, there you live, Somewhere between the gray ashes or in the scent of dried roses. You will live forever in the expanse of ink spread across those...

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Under the mantle of night, embroidered with hidden symbols and untold secrets, The stars reflect infinite desires, like eternal jewels in the abyss, With finite pages and ephemeral moments of intense passion, But the thirst for reading and the ardor of loving remain infinite, They surpass even death, our fears, and our ephemeral dreams of peace. In the mysterious libraries...

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To Live and Breathe ———- ———————————- For time, again, I dive into the Arts: Colors my joy, Lines my breath, Words to tour feelings, and these Pens and pastels are My instruments to Draw upon the music Of my solace… Or, my thrill Of translating The scenes I see. Where The Peace of God May be All… Surrounding… Creating… Stroke by stroke I could know Heart arias, Symphonic ...

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* Depicting a young child or baby with sight impairment given clear vision ...

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I got a SoupMail; didn’t know Who sent it, so I read it. A person found a poem of mine And had the thought to thread it. By that, I mean embroidery – She stitched it, oh, so neatly, To make a lovely sampler which Just floored me, quite completely. Although she also sewed my name, She needed my permission For in a contest...

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In the valley there is a boat I gloat at this discovery And look for the crests That shook my spinal column It is the curls of dreams there Pearls of turquoise delight For which aspires everyone While swimming in English channel Thanks to the bliss in the current In pink yellow and orange Van Gogh blooms in the valley Natural flowers get envious Embroidered waves rise...

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Along the lovely verdant side A spirited campus doth reside Arouse the defts - yes they say Molded deeply like clay. In thy dark forest deeply sank And there in every rivers bank One found refreshment and delight Could send a heart in joyful flight. A dig deep trench in thy beauty’s field Thou poignant pains thoust not yield Heart and spirit for thee...

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She blithely dreams of flitting butterflies, essence of lemon-drop poetry and lighter-than-vapor argent cotton candy castles upon empurpled cloud embellishes, meanwhilst wistfully hot air balloons designed of lilting paisley embroidery inflated with the airy fragrance of wildflowers' whimsied zestfulness merrily drifts furthermost simultaneously burbling curiouser moons & starry dusted whirlwinds gaily prancing 'pon watercolor hues, imagination's perceptibility musing ...

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Spirit-born sun stood in my heart momentarily It was naked and rolling around seeking for a shelter Feeling the cold body it moved to my limbs Spreading itself in strange little particles… I gathered my sunny soul into my blood I took it inside my aorta so it could feed from its spring Outside it was just snowing while my spirit...

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