Lioness Poems - Poems about Lioness

My love, it looks like summer days with a bit of shade. Singing birds dancing upon your grace Rainbows are crying at the beauty that you paint An everyday Christmas when you're awake You are a gift to me Cherishing how your hand sparkles Feet smoother than any babies Sweet Carmel skin My love looks like winter but is always...

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The searing sun has long been a revolving revelation of angst, repelling songs of the skies, sung by the strings of the wings. Pallid, poised only by muscle memory - a compositional backdrop, past the point of revival, yet something inside me still ticks. A trembling truth that never drifts, these broken blues: a silent shadow with loud hues. The bones...

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______________ The heroine angry and disappointed, confronts her beloved for being unfaithful. Mood: despair, jealousy, and weariness- mixed aggression of a wounded lioness. _________________ O my long-dreamt dreams’ only man, I never could imagine a woman Other than me in your love life, Nor in my life such fateful strife, Yet, even my wounded self-worth Won’t let me get swallowed by Earth, Thou hast made a...

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The mountain stretched beyond the sky, where rivers carved and clouds ran high. Side by side, we found our way, through golden light and fleeting day. The wind wove secrets through her hair, wild and free, beyond compare. A lioness in quiet grace, with fire and softness on...

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Seasons have more reasons to celebrate an innovative artist who speaks in colorful dialects— when abstract silence kicks in and suffocates the petals dried and left as bookmarks within pages of the past. I see the opalescent rays burst through the ashen skies the day the ink of...

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There was a time when I was meek tears streaming down with effortless ease Amidst the hollers, the taunts, the cries The tears would flow like autumn leaves But the hunted has turned hallowed I rise with a lion’s might Gone are the days of silent shadows I am a roar in the heart of the night With the poise of the...

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I'm a Christian Lioness of the Lion of Judah, I had a tumultuous youth and came to redemption. To be forgiven as to forgive. In His blessed mercy I have pardon. In Him there is pure love's Holiness, In Him there is forevermore. I sing to Him in exultation, or softly as an April whispered breeze. As I lift prayers to my Yeshua, Rabboni, I cherish You! You love...

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I am the original African queen of huntresses. My golden and taut body in unison with my sisters, as we bunch and tense our muscles ready to spring. Our young are with their fathers daytime sleeping, as we females mainly provide the sustenance. On we charge, in the ancient dance of predators, spinning in the dust as we quickly kill our...

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Soul Sounding I have felt my soul Solid Within me Lighten, Ascend Into God’s focus Into communion That all my spirit and being Be known by Him… Thus, often I have heard My soul to coo, to whisper, To...

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My cat sat on the window seat Tail thumping with a rhythmic beat Like a lioness stalking meat A bird to eat A bird to eat Oh, no you don't, my sweet kitty That raven is much too gritty You'd be hurt. Oh, what a pity! You're too pretty You're too pretty I'll...

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The lioness watches the two-footer from her hiding place in the shadow There is something majestic about her; how would she taste? Just rip her apart! Her reptilian brain urges her. A recent mother herself, lioness keeps watch as she gets closer. She could have her by the neck in an instant. But would this be feel...

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I do not have a perfect life Blue, brown, yellow, black... Orange and silver, civilize my emotions Correspond to justify my ambiguity Like a swarm of bees, protecting its hive I have succumbed to my delicacy It magnifies my efficacy The roar of a lioness. Lay to rest the troubles of thy self Unfold the folded and iron the crumbled Take a closer look in...

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What's a girl to do? With no knight and shining armor, I'm here to tell you. Women don't need a knight and shining armor. Women are strong! Women are brave! They are the Lionesses of the pack. Women can be fierce! We will chew you up and spit you out, If you hurt, their own. The Lionesses are the ones that hold their family together, They...

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A lioness hear me roar, in the midst of weakness and uncertainty she holds her head up high. In her strength she roars so ferociously; She doesn’t roam the terrain to conquer nor to misguide any dominions. She has been thru many years of disappointments and tears of loss, inside she cries out with a...

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The longing for you grows on me, a long mane I need you to come to cut my hair... my companion lioness !...

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