Magical Poems - Poems about Magical

...Valentines day is a special time in just so many ways It is an occassion to show your gratitude to the one you love by truly seizing the day A candle light dinner for my lady I must make ,before sh......Read the rest...

...A Dreamer’s Dream In my dreams, my thoughts wove a tapestry, and on silken wings, I watched their vision take flight. Off they went, defying obstacles and shaping destines with a great force......Read the rest...

... blue or pink beats fast ~magical wrapped hopes growing~ life will open eyes......Read the rest...

...Through a world of wax and shadows they ever wander, Secret auditors of inner voices, clear as crystal, Following them like music throbbing through the veins of a slumbering city, Whispering hidde......Read the rest...

...In the crucible of time, where the iron of human will is melted, Lords of armies forge their crowns from flames that build mirages. They invoke the spirit of the earth, but their thoughts leap over......Read the rest...

...In the odyssey of days that mercilessly run like grains of sand, An unseen battle is foretold that we shall wage in the shadow. The war within our hearts, a citadel besieged by falling stars, Wher......Read the rest...

... In the manicured meadow of woeful weeds, where hope sprouts amidst forlorn fragrance of frozen seeds, I dance to the hypnotic breeze, hanging on saintly strings with cosmic eyes, unraveli......Read the rest...

...Characters Giselle dreams of meeting a prince and experiencing a "happily ever after." A yearning heroine princess trope in a fairy tale who relies on her innate ability to adap......Read the rest...

...May is magical, the garden is an ocean of color climb every shade of green conceived circled round the pathways of time, long ago perceived; to the right dark juniper and pine, short an......Read the rest...

...I continue staring at the wall. If spiders started spilling out of that crack. I don’t think I’d move. My mom thinks I’m weird. I hadn’t spoken for hours but there’s still echoes down here. I co......Read the rest...

...Beneath the everyday attire, the spirit falls ill, dormant, In the monotony that seems an eternity of silver smoke, contingent. Boredom weaves its fabric between walls of flesh, walking dead, Many......Read the rest...

...Mother of us all Powerhouse of all life Goddess of the gods She is the Bird of birds The Beast of beasts The Fish of fish The Amphibian of amphibians The Reptile of reptiles The Bug of......Read the rest...

...In the mystic labyrinth of my soul, The exterior mirrors vanish into the heavy void, Like veils of mist, enveloping metaphors, Concealing the deep, magical, and mysterious secrets. Mirrors shimme......Read the rest...

...It was 3'O clock On a lonely morning, You called me It's only a Cup of tea, But you are the only attracted me the most, Your eyes are the beauty Where I get lost, I lost myself in your magi......Read the rest...

...When the hot sun begins to drown in the deep mighty ocean, And the cool moon begins to rise from the high mountains in slow motion, She starts to fly away steadily with the gentle winds, As she op......Read the rest...