In Awe Of Poems - Poems about In Awe Of

Silenced By Awe

mouth unable to form words
     then sounds of desperation
inspired by wisdoms presence
     awestruck I retreat into silence

In awe of You

We looked up to you---
When during lessons you helped us look within.
Without, it'd be a confusion.
Expectations, a riot of colorful thrill.
You'd observe, steady and silent.
Then encourage us to go ahead.
Fond rememberances.
Your suggestions for books hit.
Like one patient, enchanted-
We'd wait for you to come.
Poetry and thought twined,
And you turned 'Wasteland' our home.

IN A GILDED INSTANT

IN A GILDED INSTANT

The monarch’s wings opened as a picture book, fluttering by. It glided, uncertain but undeterred, through a gentle haze of gold and shadow, the garden’s hush punctuated by the faint murmur of leaves. Sunlight filtered in rare skeins, dappling the monarch’s patterned wings as it hovered, hesitated, and then pressed onward—a flicker

NATURE’S UMBRELLA

Beautifully she stood,
shadowing the pretty grass:
a sweet poised mushroom:-

Toccata and Fugue in D Minor

It begins with a sky-split cry—
a blade of wind slicing the stillness,
gulls scattering like torn pages
as the sea holds its breath.
Then comes the first thunderstroke,
not from clouds, but from below—
the ocean remembering its anger.

The sea begins to speak in tongues—
lightning dances across the waves.
The ocean surges, climbs the wind,
rising in spiraled towers of spray—
a mind

Aurora Borealis

The dying sun gives birth to the night,
the stars glittering with their eternal light.
In the north a glow, a living rainbow,
moving, shifting, an incredible show.

Leaping and dancing in the ebony sky
with a life all its own, beauty alive.
Like flames of a fire, a celestial pyre,
flickering, shifting, and reaching ever higher.

The Master’s artistry in the heavens,

Awe So You Say part 2

Awe, So You Say part 2  
A letter to you 
I can’t imagine walking in your shoes 
Victorian time period 
Your so fluent 
Awe, so yo say 
Maybe some lavender tea 
Nothing gets to you 
You have it all together 
Thank you for reaching out 
Your heart echoes 
You bring out the best in

Awe, So You Say

Awe, So You Say  
Awe, so you say. 
I’m bewildered. 
Ice on the rocks. 
Amber to alcohol. 
Your radiant smile. 
Time departed. 
A dance in the night. 
Bring back old memories. 
We drifted apart. 
Gravity pulled so far. 
A second chance. 
Hand in hand. 
You came back to me. 
Heaven was watching. 
Maybe it’s

Nature's Fireworks

Flowers are nature's fireworks.
Especially in May.
The explosion of color
takes one's breath away.

From the finest artists' hands,
come morning, day and night,
in all their different hues
and every shade of light.

Swaying in the wind,
majestic, sleepy or gay;
scenting the blustery air
with heaven's secret bouquet.

Feeding the hungry insects,
drawing the busy bees,
hiding the smallest forms,
decorating spring's trees.

The pink flowery beds,
the evening

Play-Doh Poetry

Playing with words is like playing with Play-Doh for the first time,
mixing colors
messing with structures,
feeling it's designs between your fingers.
All five of them.
And then delicately stroking its surface with the others,
learning to comprehend the difference between smooth and rough,
and that the difference between them defines beauty.
It's like wiping the floor clean with its sticky skin,
and

In awe

I stand in awe.

I watch in amazement.

You're a cirque du soleil performer,

A contortionist.

I watch you bend and twist,

Until you turn into this brute.

This beast.

This monster before me.

You warp your words until all trace of love has crumbled and fallen through the cracks in the foundation.

This love feels empty. 

You say I'm horrible, I'm a b*tch

Colors of the Morning

One early autumn morning, before the sun awoke, 
before the moon had disappeared, or any robin spoke. 
I opened up my window to feel the breezes play 
and let a breath of beauty in before the hectic day. 

I gazed across the river, where hills of palest green, 
like candle-lighted altars, glowed soft in morning's

Purple Dreams In Other Realms

Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see 
dressed in a fantastical dress with  two dappled wings of lace,     
she shone like the midnight sun; 

I must confess, she looked rather whimsical  
sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! 

DEEP RUN

Run it deep, run you words through me,
You make me feel right, I still recognize myself to be the wrong guy cos I'm still in doubt.
The sky is bright in the dark, o my god look at that,
Aren't you the reason for bright days and night that I have?
Making me to relax, feel good and

This is cottage life

warm cup in hand i take stock
as the cool air caresses my face
the smells of dawn comingle
the lake ever so still with
sounds of nature waking up

there's nothing more precious
than this moment and 
the sense of awe i feel

i am undeniably blessed



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