Beauty Literature Poems

Here come April showers.
Here come the last snow flurries.
The trees are jolly and rejuvenating,
Since the weather is now cool, spring
Is here. Yes, the lilies are...

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I don't know why I love your smile
I don't know why I admire your style
I don't know why I appreciate your ways
I don't know why...

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The simplicity of yearning. It burns softly, like a hand grazing over a candle. A mouth full of sweet nothings to be spilled onto the...

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She arrived driving a black cougar red 
interior a dark pony tail she was the only female 
agent so she would always install the wires...

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 Who Glistens in Emerald and Ruby Auric Luster, But Thy Queen
 Long Live the Tales and Legacy,
 Pearls Of Wisdom and Beauty Abound
 Shine...

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came out of home standing on the crosswalk						3.45 am streets are empty yet I can feel the voices 					cold breeze came like a whisper in...

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Poetry is a verbal engagement, that tells a story in a rhythmic arrangement

Poetry is a form of linguistical art, that evokes your sentiments right from...

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In the labyrinth of thought, where neurons weave,
A cosmic dance, where perceptions deceive.
Synaptic constellations in a quantum trance,
Reality's illusion, a cerebral dance.

Thoughts, elusive particles, in...

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A reckoning, daring taunt bestowed 
my weariness, a covenant catering 
to the boundary, of self why I'd become
 
more open to resolve, life's issues
abundantly, as...

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Inches of snow, soft as serentity and sound
Night glaze and day blaze and time in between
Chrysalis forming life’s beauty within
Amethyst healing and prompting release
Nightingale and...

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Whats about these flaws that everyone is scared of 
Scared enough to hide behind a mask
But never show them to the world 
Somewhere we are...

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If I could choose a moment,
To be my eternity,
It would be that one,
Sitting above the Bow River,
On that high Banff perch,
Above the Rocky Mountains.

And your...

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Poetry is not dead
Poetry will never die
Poets do not lie
Poetry is naturally well-fed
With vibrant poems every second
Of the day to make the soil more fecund
The...

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I had leaned on the bar of the balcony, when suddenly
My eyes and my mind have captured, from far away
A silhouette creeping down the steps...

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I'm eloquent in words that sound poetic;
I'm creative in composing music,
which is an art form so intrinsic!
I run to the one who's sad and bleeds;
I'm...

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