Embroiders Poems - Poems about Embroiders

... The dazzling dawn lights up my heart’s horizon, spreads the sensuous spectrum of luring longing on the gorgeous blooming garden flushed with my love, swathing the facsimile of your florid fac......Read the rest...

... The divine spear embroiders the flowery thought. The contemplative luminescence, ......Read the rest...

...How long will I elude you, who resides in me Lo! You molded me like clay, from a dirty drop the singular whispered voice that spoke with the ferocity of a booming baritone choir, You were t......Read the rest...

... They fire at her she mourns and weeps unremittingly. ......Read the rest...

...L O V E ————— Love… Crosses walls- Invites the vines- Joins the harvest toil- Stays, Faithful- Speaks the ineffable- Increases- Offers its fruit- Swells within- Embroiders tapestries- Wil......Read the rest...

...A child's life is like a tapestry, interwoven with simple notions and delights, such as butterfly rainbows and dust dancing in the sun. With threads of laughter and a needle of joy, God lavish......Read the rest...

...My life was so exciting and busy, but still I was dissatisfied, For my job was going nowhere, like blooms with noplace to hide. I had for long had a dream, of becoming a world famous singer, But......Read the rest...

...The morning sky fills heaven azure bright, and shining eye doth peek to show from height. Earth's hymnal's opened wide for choral strains, creation's chorus trolls the sweet refrains. Birds war......Read the rest...

...The line of white school toilets, with their cold, wooden seats, remind us of our youth, and welcome penny treats So much has happened since then; it’s ok to be gay, and ok to be black (even ......Read the rest...

...In his songbook, are raving songs of beauty, which thrushes around the phrases of my mind and embroiders my soul on an errand into a white night of a white Christmas, in a white dreamland, and ha......Read the rest...

...We have to rebirth, the soul of this planet and pray it be cleansed and gentled evermore, but as nails keep piercing hands reach to smooth across her scared shroud It has to be worshipped ......Read the rest...

...Mornings of mystic enchantment inspired by a jestful warden invigorates the soul, While a distant mew over yonder at where enlightenment disperses forms into a mould. Who can say what is lustrous w......Read the rest...