Life Beauty Poems - Poems about Life Beauty

It's too cold for angels to fly up here, It's too windy to raise a fire. Explosion? I don't know her. And she doesn't care who or what she destroyed. Life is just like a shard of frozen gold, Coveted most when it cracks and ends. Pardon me for being so bold, But in the end even beauty here stinks....

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You live in my heart, Always and forever, You have pierced it with your kindness’s arrows, Where my mind is your dart. You are in my mind, I have never seen anyone so kind, Your eyes have accepted me as its guest, Now your home is to me- My cozy nest. You may love the Rose, But you cannot hide when I am to...

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Life is unique and different As no fingerprint is the same As no flower is same in design They may have the same color But varies in form and style. Beauty is unique and different Different race, different grace Seasons affect its appearance Fashion is beautiful in each culture taste People's nice determine countenance. Love is a unifying force on earth It makes the people...

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When life's winds begin to fade when that great sunlight sinks into the shade. When your song skips to that final chord, when some think they are heading to meet their lord. It's the final page of your longest book the lovers eyes in the parting look. When your temples ruins begin to cave, you've run out of all that...

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Today sun shined on green lush grass The tuft reflects the fellow sun Soft and fleshy Scent of rose Roams the air Trees rough Bush with thorns Sky clear...

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Green and red apples flowers in a ruby vase Hues shout in stillness and sweetest blooms, richest red capture the laziest eye. Vibrant explosions in the hushed art museum where the colors dream Life frozen in a moment cause red hearts to beat faster!...

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Night settles softly On the evening shade, As the sun takes leave And the colors fade. Nature slows her pace And the world grows still, As the creatures of night Begin to fill. The crickets and cicadas Sing their serenade, As the cool breeze whispers Through the leaves in the glade. I stand upon the bridge, Suspended over the river, Watching as the snowflakes Continue to softly quiver. I’m tired, like...

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I can recall another lifetime, one where I could fly Gazing down upon the earth, moonlight glinting in my eye A king among the stars with a piercing call that could terrify I was once a mighty falcon, a raptor of the sky Soaring majestically brought exhilarating thrills Cruising deep valleys and magnificent hills Preparation for the hunt was how...

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young birds sing new songs new buds grow on ancient tree, spring's beauty for all March 31, 2022...

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For years I was a trained gymnast, and I'd competed in the Olympics, Before my leg was injured in a car accident, among fate's cruel tricks. I had photographs and memories, of my glory days on the trampoline, As summer manages to keep recalling, the gold hours of sunlit sheen. My leg had not mended enough, for me to...

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Volatile beauties, our fleeting lives... What absurd wonders, our joyful sad fates... eternal lives, while they last... !...

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You can measure your calories not the pleasures of a full-filling meal You can measure your steps not the pleasures of a relaxing walk You can measure your days of life they say time is an illusion anyway You can measure a lot of things the beauty of life is often in un-measured...

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Within a second of her contact I lost all feeling of combat Her enlightened energy entered me Touching me like a warm bath Her synergy centered me A balance that didn't teeter I whispered I would never leave her A reply with her eyes she wouldn't either I didn't need to see her To know why I believed her The voice of...

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Life is deeper than what you want it to be. Dreams are closer than you choose to see. ...

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His name is Griffin. Folks though call him “Griff” He hails from universities of stone Debate with him is as a smoken spliff It leaves one’s mental faculties undone For high o’er land and sea and distant isles The eye of Griff doth wander wide and free All he beholds, his intellect defiles Dreaming disaster from the rings of trees The seas do...

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