Envelops Poems - Poems about Envelops

While fame hinders and constrains the soul, obscurity envelops a person like a mysterious mist, Obscurity is dark, vast, and free, allowing the mind to follow its path unimpeded by the world, Over the obscure person flows a merciful infusion of soothing and profound darkness, No one knows where he goes or where he comes from, for he...

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I lay down in bed at 9 PM, seeking peace in the darkness that envelops me, beneath blankets that conceal the burden of a world full of noise and light, where their laughter and joy intertwine with screams lost in the night, paper hats flutter in shadows like faded dreams, cars glide down streets, carrying women and drinkers, in a...

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I feel as if I am another being, in a kingdom of shadows that envelops me, And I cannot believe I will ever return to be a creature of flesh and blood, As if reality has transformed into a canvas of dreams and mist, And I, lost among echoes and shadows, am searching for my way to the...

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May each of us embrace our soul's path. The love and light envelops me By Michelle Morris 04/08/2024 The love and light envelops me It surges through my heart and soul Every cell and strand vibrate With God's blessings pure and golden My aura speaks it loudly My colours linked to Heaven No matter what is happening here I'm guided by Angel...

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You are the silence that envelops me in the bosom of the night, When words retreat into their timid shadow, The sacred interval between the tolling of bells, Announcing the zenith of our misunderstood dreams. You are the coolness of murmuring springs in the horizon, A tranquility that drips pearls of dew at dawn, The dawn which begets hope and knows...

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The fog enveloped early morning Coating it with a silvery mist Even the golden leaves 'pon the magnolia Knew they had been sweetly kissed Bright sunlight tried to peek through But the clouds gathered around Closing off the laughter, tears dripped Slowly to the damp cold ground White pampas spikes stood still As a soldier in his watch No breeze to move the blossoms Or the...

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