Lyrical Poems - Poems about Lyrical

Before soil met seed or the sun claimed the skies, There bloomed Nefarys, veiled from mortal eyes Here, blossoms rose from memory’s breath, Unbound by season, untouched by death. Tulip leapt bold with a whip of wild cheer, While Sunflower spun where the sky poured clear. Daffodil hummed where the stillness was deep, And Marigold dreamed in the moon’s drowsy sweep. Rose sat...

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Written By: Traducir Al Spaniel' A.K.A El Alborotado ----------------------------------- To support all of this emotion to take everything in stride to up lift to and to encourage put all that doubt and envy aside how can go on saying when so many want me o fail hold my head up and keep on stibing hoping one day I would prevail Keep me grooving to the music gone darling...

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Play only love songs For tonight’s starshine hours, with its winking Constellations all Hailed And wished upon To make this night completely Ours ~ and keep love’s longing Lasting Here within us Near enough to Touch Smiles While our wooing words turn into gifts of kisses Re-living our first embraces ...

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O Jodhpur sky, vast and wide, You sparkled late in starry light. Your silence so deep, Made my longing heart yield with ease. Pink and purple in the vesper, Yellow-orange at dusk, so tender. You guide and embrace my texture, My soul wrapped tight in your rapture. I declare my love to you, My lips await your touch so true! My hands...

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I love her easy smile Am mesermerized by her beauty She has the gentleness of a Gazzel The grace of a Girraffe browsing Upon the majestic accacias of the Savana Her voice makes Fairies jelous in the nether world Her's is a love the Angels and Jinn alike crave for She has that tantalizing quality her Kind are famed for When am...

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Covid quarantine I need to learn something new Creativity I self taught ukulele I began to hear my song Music notes on air Like bubbles floating by me Pop! I hear lyrics! Writing feelings; melodies My thoughts turned to Poetry ...

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Drum beats Sunrises Dancing dusky clouds In tune with blues In leafy garden To the hills of yearning ...

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"The Honorific Bridge" : by Suzanne Alexander [neé C] Nicknamed missilverwood ...

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"The Honorific Bridge" : by Suzanne Alexander [neé C] Nicknamed missilverwood ...

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Wordweaver inquisitive, imaginative, intuitive and playful daughter of Alice and Albert lover of my twin flame, family and Nature who feels appreciation, delight and empathy who fears oppression, the unknown and hateful emotions who dreams new dreams, believes in tomorrow, never gives up resident of Acushnet, Massachusetts Gelinas My husband Bill my center flame and I the moth drawn in...

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If you are the vast, ever-changing ocean, I will be the sturdy mountain, holding you close, Embracing your gentle morning waves with care, And welcome your crashing tidal surges in the evening without fear. If you are the radiant sun that brightens each day, I will be the mighty Hehuanshan peak, basking in your brilliant rays, Creating a vast space...

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When you spread your arms wide with a smile so bright, No words are needed, our souls are in flight. Let's watch as the birds soar over Green Island's charm, Flying carefree through nature's loving arms. Who knows, we may even catch sight from afar, Of the brave souls who found refuge there, like a...

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In case you haven't noticed I'm a poet verbal usage explosive, Wrote it to show I'm potent while showing I'm still unfolding, With words I manage verbs the action within observed, Then swerves I'm pitching curves a gentleman well reserved, I'm classic because I practice my passion bring satisfaction, Imagine the acrobatics of circumstances enacted, On paper with just a pen...

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You question was disassociating essential? Dire Straits, your presence? 2 dang influential Press play, the beat drops. It was all a dream. I feel it, just like heavy d up in the limousine Stories bleed together, wasn’t it biggie? Nah it’s Nelly. Thinkin bout her, thinkin 'bout me bout us, how we’ll never be. Only just a dream Sold...

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P o e t r y fills my heart with lyrical acrolect: slowly swaying my fingers to outstanding octaves, through ecstatic liberated librettos, uplifting in a medley of melancholic motions. I n k is bleeding in nocturnal nouns, composing charismatic choruses in eclectic shades~ of violet and vermilion,...

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