Gems Poems - Poems about Gems

The world is vast, a mystery kind, Words dive deep where secrets are mined. Images do paint in the mind, In every write, they grow entwined, As rhyme and phrase, their art aligned. Verses, like gold, glitter so bright, In every choice, they shine with light. Pure poetry shelters at night, In every gaze, tale is its might, Winning over the lost twilight. ©bfa030425 (Pasion)...

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The moon invites romantic hearts To ride moonbeams as kissing starts The heavens sewn in gleaming hems The stars they shine like precious gems From galaxies light years away The stars are there, and there to stay Adorned like queens in diadems The stars they shine like precious gems A star was seen, it...

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Gems when polished Gives you treasure You don't expect. Gems stone weight As ornament In jewelries. Gems adorn girls Shining, blooming Precious like gold. Gems are jewels Hid as heirloom In treasure box....

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we are uncut gems diamonds in the rough, but we sparkle when polished our hidden talents to be discovered by the world ...

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Weeping for no one, the great near-sister sobs, "Go, Queen, and find all the pink jewels." Soon they are found, examined and named: Little Pink Fish, Aurora of Evening and Forest Fire Sky. They are gathered and brought to the princess. Her beauty is her face; she is only five. She often goes from great to ungrateful. Then, being sorry,...

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Born into light Eons ago, the foundation was fractured everything built upon it was destined to angle down I tried to build upon it anyhow go big or go home my mantra I fabricated blueprints for a mansion I was granite poor but pastel rich so, I built it with...

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Nesting and fabrication might lead to the breakthrough most wish to achieve. It's much more than a marvel: and less speculative then other could believe. Confinements properties,Chheaper and more frequent reproductive cycles. Fields of fusion science and it's challenges will meet the must achieve status The positronic net a field of sophisticated sentiencing. Comutationing and figurance. Generative design. Written by Archemedes Primious 2024-2025...

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I Poems Pithy, lyrical Charming, enchanting, engaging They awaken one’s senses Gems II Poets Sensitive, observant Pondering, feeling, composed They dissect the world Lovers November 9, 2024 Baguio City, Philippines...

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Unwanted,as a sheet of used tissue paper, Born from someone who is a life giver and shaper, In a world where respect comes from only a few, Her rewards for struggles will always be long due. She wondered about the reason for less affection, Wasn't she working towards perfection? She too had a right to fulfill her parents' dreams, Wasn't she...

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The mansion now sits empty; in its halls and rooms memories of her echoing like dust-encrusted ...

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Sea Glass From Mother Nature’s Jewel Box She gives us… Hummingbirds with wings aflutter, a symphony for cherry blossoms Sunset, moonrise primordial orbs, magic looms Shooting comets that grace every sky Twinkling stars that wink on ebon nights then wane and vanish in sunlight She reciprocates … Over the sands of time She forms and fashions troves of jewels Refuse, shards of glass litter...

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Precious gems need care and attention Nurture, devotion need not mention As we prepare their dazzling display Not to forget ~ toddlers also must play ...

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Gemstone are birthstone Diamond is my subject Aries is my sign....

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Gardens of sea pebbles glistening 'neath the moon, shining their finest glow, ride the tide as it slinks away in ebbing flow. Gardens of sea pebbles, bright with seafloor colors, mingle with calm sea life that hug nocturnal shores beside Poseidon's wife. Gardens of sea pebbles bead chains of jewelry sparkling with waning waves that cleanses their design in gems that garner raves. Gardens of sea pebbles vibrant as the youthful Goddess...

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In a sky of bluest topaz I saw the citrine-shattered sun Glean emeralds from each blade of grass And gild the elm leaves platinum Silence, save for the autumn breeze And in my pockets, not a dime But do not tell this poet, please That October’s treasures can’t be mine....

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