Gentle Poems - Poems about Gentle

Kiss me as you’d kiss a baby, softly to show your love. Touch me gently, as you would someone hurt and afraid. Hug me and hold me tightly, that I might feel secure and protected. Smile at me and laugh with me, so I can see your joy and inner peace. These are the things that sooth my soul, inviting me to join you...

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The master cracks his whip across the horse’s trembling flank, pushing the beast to its limits until the wildness snaps and the horse reacts, a flurry of chaos beneath the sting. When silence falls, the master believes the animal has learned, believes the wounds are healed. He reaches out with clean hands, petting the horse's weary muzzle, his fingers gentle, but not soft enough. The horse,...

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Each night I call your name— and the floorboards creak their answer, settling into the weight of waiting. Your laughter breaks the silence like warm light spilling through my chest, where my ribs cage only echoes. In your gaze, dust motes pause mid-fall, suspended in the shaft of afternoon— then spiral again, small galaxies collapsing into light. You are the hand that steadies the trembling cup, the...

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When you stand before the mirror so still.. Do you count the years, against your will? Trace each line like a fading chart.. And mourn the youth that did depart? But what if mirrors told the tale.. Not of what's gone, but where you prevail? Not just the texture, time, or trace.. But every triumph you now embrace. The silvered reflection that greets...

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Rhythm of soft sand, Rules shaped in grace, not in stone— Trust in sacred rounds, Voices calm the storm ahead, Spirit grows in gentle care. ________________________________________________________________ Author’s Note: In the circle’s gentle turn, kindness guides us and trust unites—each soft whisper holds the power to calm and to grow....

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some twist to the east for avoiding that thick mist some twist to the west...

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In the dead of night, when sleep refuses to come like a gentle cloud over thoughts, there should be a sanctuary where you can retreat when fatigue becomes a burden, when drinks no longer quench the thirst for forgetfulness, and grass no longer weaves dreams, and I don't mean places where the escape is towards stardust scattered in...

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From you, I feel a thrilling, gentle glow, A warmth that's magical and full of grace. No matter how many winters come and go, Each moment shared with you, I still embrace. With you, my heart feels calm and light as air, In my soul, awakened birds now sing. And though you're far away, I do not care, For in...

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With a gentle day, Comes a nice sunny sky, With no clouds to the eye, A careless whisper, And a time for fun, With a castaway, You’re never done, They watch them simmer, Under the rising sun, A chance where they need to run, And go through the gentle day, But still be a “difficult”, Cast-a-way....

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"There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.” -Patrick Rothfuss I walk with a silent grace... For I am a peaceful, quiet soul... But in the darkness of my heart... Is a story that's untold. ... an intense, brutal storm... Where the rain's blistering...

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You are the warmth of the summer sun That makes me long for distant shores On a rainy day You are the gentle breeze that bathes my face At the end of winter when spring flowers Come out to play You are the magnificence of the elusive moon That bids farewell to a day of joy And renders me whole You are the sweetness...

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gentle ray of sun melting last remains of snow tulips in all hues Submitted on , 2025 for contest A SPRING HAIKU sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN - RANKED 2ND...

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I have given all I have— The hush of dawn, the summer’s breath, The songs I sang when skies were grave, The strength that stilled another’s death. Gentle light, the darkest night— Shine not for me, but for the lost, Who walk in chains, who dwell in blight, Who know not yet the final cost. I stood amid the thorn and flame, And wore...

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A whisper soft, a tender glance, Like sunlight through the morning’s dance. Your laughter sings, so warm, so bright, A beacon in my darkest night. Hand in hand, our hearts align, Two souls entwined, a love divine. Through every storm, through joy and pain, I’d choose you, love, again… again....

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B-ell-shaped E-legant T-ulips T-enderly Y-awn. ©bfa041725 Monocrostic (Birthday of Betty Cervania)...

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