'Tis beauty is, glory after the fall,
A soul that swam in sin now with the sun,
At war with Autumn's act, abused and all,
By love that left unto another one.
Leaves died and fell unto the heart of grass,
Burning thine soul and gifted chlorophyll.
Lovely a leaf that lied with lust at last,
Causing a fever that ones earth would feel.
Glory that God hath lifted seasons change,
To birth the life of breath into a tree.
As love would leave, new leaves would grow with-in,
Of beauty blossoming beyond debri.
A broken heart is like a fallen leaf,
Yet night born from unloved light rise from grief.
Somewhere I called Paradise
A voyage that starts in one dreary way
The heart felt gloomy, mind got glum
Though the eye sees an outside heaven
An angel dances hypnotizing in some way
The land I stared, in dreams I never knew
Trees evergreen, sky, never been that blue
The disbelief be thrown no longer exist
Enchanted, hath seek for pleasure!
Fear I posses yet I don’t heed
The freshness f air lingers in within
Falling leaves blown by the wind
Far down in the water of crystal spring
Floating and engulfing a heart of nothingness
I can’t bear to hear the song of a nightingale
It lavished upon my head and fantasy
Bliss I enjoyed like a home that hungers me
I bestowed it, letting my hand write a poem
A writer shouting forlorn! Forlorn!
Judas, don’t make it insane!
Imbibe it’s beauty, please love it..
I thought death will cause pain
But freedom in thy land like god’s vow
It’s never a dream to wake me from sleep
Standing in realm, and never thought of a paradise..
A garden of flowers.............
A garden of flowers are grown for the Eden of love
There are so many lovely flowers are grown in this garden
Only each flower will attract us with its own beauty
All the flowers are swarming, gracefully and clamor on the earth
Each flower could open our heart to feel the love of nature
Flowers in the morning mist with crystal dew drops
make us to see the light of the God shine from heaven
When the rain falls from the sky, Mother Nature makes them grow widely
When I walked in the garden, I smell the sweet aroma from their petals
When the darkness covers the garden with shade of night
then the moonlight shine on all those flower's petals with dew drops
When all those flowers are in your hands, you will feel the world for the moment
And love for the flowers in all her splendor grand, my heart at rests more
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2008 - Ravi Sathasivam
From the side of the bridge
A teardrop fell from her eye
And splashed into the flowing waters
Of the rippling stream passing by
Away the teardrop was swept
With the freshly fallen rain
The rippling stream stole her tear
But left behind the pain
She stood staring at the stream
Originating from the mountain top
With water pure and clean
A rippling flow that never stops
She comes to this bridge
Too many times to her it seems
But her broken heart appears to mend
After dropping tears into the stream
She takes a cleansing breath
Inhaling the fresh air
She wipes her cheek dry
And lets down her golden hair
The tear is now long gone
Fresh water in its place
The rippling magic worked again
She wore a smile upon her face
Lovers may come and go
Causing her heart to often ache
But as long as streams still ripple
Her spirit they’ll never break
by Joe Flach, written for Constances' Rippling Stream Contest.
Written and posted on 6/1/2011
Something about a sunny winter's slanting light
Makes one want to spend sunny lazy afternoons
In sunlight that seems just to lift world's weight
While in one's heart there beats merry tunes
Winter afternoons wonderful time for us
Living our wintertime without a scar
Worked through years that have made all difference
This wintertime is made up of things that just are
Wintertime prepares one's heart for most anything
The slant of the afernoon's sun impedes despair
Even plants, animals overcome all winter's affliction
They sway and dance with the slant fo warm air
Stand_ears erect, twitch different ways listens
As if they are holding their warm moist deep breath
Now renewed by the slanted light run the distance
To their winter's bed, where this time winter won't mean death
Angel looks at angelic reflection
Much to her surprise heavenly being
Exact copy of Angel with pinion
Timely moment spiritually freeing
Beauty opens door for supernatural
Soft glow of light as the spirit reveals
This cherub's role in life is natural
Angel has to be a jewel who feels
Her wings will lift her up to ideal
Just as Water Lilies have own beauty
Her allure reflects love that will appeal
Unlike Hydrangea her pure heart of duty
Her purest heart will give her wings in time
Angel will transport to realms so divine
Contest:Reflection
Contest's sponsor:Constance La France
Written by: Sara Kendrick
Spring Equinox has come at last
As morning dawns from winter’s night
New dreams revealed from seasons past
Soft petals open to the light
As morning dawns from winter’s night
Awareness drawn from dreamers keep
Soft petals open to the light
Evoking visions from the deep
Awareness drawn from dreamer’s keep
A guiding light that shines desire
Evoking visions from the deep
Open to sweet love passion’s fire
A guiding light that shines desire
Beckoning birds of feather home
Open to sweet love passion’s fire
Sing harmony, spring season poem
Beckoning birds of feather home
Synchrony of fecundate soul
Sing harmony spring season poem
Open heart to awaken whole
Synchrony of fecundate soul
A gathering of light transpires
Open heart to awaken whole
To blossom forth our true desires
A gathering of light transpires
New dreams revealed from seasons past
To blossom forth our true desires
Spring Equinox has come at last
The wind howled
The mountain glowed
The sky roared
The heart thundered
The pelting rain
Washed the pain
The heart again
Joy regained
Come the shoots, come the spring
Come the rains and summer bring
Come the Skylark, bring the song
Fill the sky and the valley throng
Come on blossom and fill the air
Your colour sweet, fragrance fair
Come Butterfly dance these eyes
Float the warmth of clearing skies
Come sweet Rose and comfort me
Fill this heart with all your beauty
Come the gentle flowing streams
Gently glide and float my dreams
Come nature wrap me in your love
A beating heart under skies above
Come my true love walk with me
Hand in hand and to forever be
Many scientists know that there are many parts of the heart
From the four valves to the aorta,
It is a beautiful thing
But there are many parts of the heart that not everyone knows about
There is lots of wisdom that fills it
It makes you figure things out easily
Love is another main part
It is the life force of everything
It helps you to find friends
And to love others with respect
Now you know, that the hear isn't just a muscle
It's a machine of love and power.
Dressed in yellow
My golden haired elf girl
As she swings around nature
My heart in a whirl
Roses like ivy
Caress the swing ropes
As the butterflies flutter
Just like my heart hopes
Her blue eyes stare
As she swings to and fro
I desire to reach out
My hoping heart in flow
Just as we touch
The sun shines through the trees
To feel her soft skin
My heart in delightful appease
Suddenly i am startled
As i awake from my sleep
My dream of my elf girl
To my memory i shall keep
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-5.php
This garden of flowers
Can be yours too
Follow me
What you can see
What can be
This garden of flowers
I found in you
Deep in your heart
Flowers of blue
Pink too
Such beauty inside
Wanting to be free
Your colour
What it means to me
What it cannot hide
This richness I see
Flowers blossoming
What it means to me
My heart feeling
The colours cascading
This garden of flowers
I found in you
So precious too
The colours revealed inside
The heart sighed
This garden of flowers
You cannot hide
What you have inside
Colours to touch
Colours to feel
Colours that make it real
For, the heart
Holds the delicate blooms
The colour booms
What I can see too,
in the garden of you
Today I stopped along a roadside path,
Drawn to swaths of gold and blue.
A calliope of yellow mustard, with hues
Of purple vinca, and wild sweetpeas too.
Harsh winter rains lay this hillside bare
But nature’s will the landscape overcame.
No artist’s brush could best this scene
This painting with a grass-green frame.
My burdened heart beat with hope anew,
I felt the dark and troubled day recede.
Perspective gripped my tired soul,
And gave peace to a heart in need.
The sun
My hope
My faith
The sun
It warms my face
Rids of the cold
It brings good
Forbids evil
Optimistic
Shining so bright
Up high above my head
Showing me my life path
The rays beating down
In a friendly way
Cradling us all
It's children
A lesson
It teaches us
To never stop shining
In the darkest hours of life
Never ever stop fighting
If what you are,
Is worth it
Shine
The sun
The heart of the sky
The heart of all hope
The sun
Little song bird in my tree
singing your sweet song for me
singing sweetly, singing clear
your song, it fills me with good cheer.
Little song bird sing your song
with all my heart I'll sing along.
A gift from God you grace the earth
there is no measure to your worth.
Little song bird, wild and free
when you leave, will you take me?
Together we could soar so high
across the endless, azure sky.
Little song bird, singing high above
your song, it fills my heart with love.
little song bird in my tree
with your song you set me free.
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