Noons Poems - Poems about Noons

...If in a corner of time, that dances with possibility, Our solitudes were to cross paths, both yours and mine, I would bury the compass that seeks you, in extinct pursuit, And nestle into the secre......Read the rest...

...Mother's mornings, we're getting up, she's thankful for waking, mother's days, we're at school, she's singing while she's cleaning, mother's noons, we're eating lunch, she's with dear fri......Read the rest...

...Upon evening and exotic shores, I feel the mist of your hair, Your hips, Of the sweetest crescents, Dance like a ballerina, With an irises love, And its blush of lavendars, Serenading vases ......Read the rest...

...CATTLE EGRET Makinde Adebayo Adeniyi Silken, snow-white feathers Slender, elegant legs Lovely long sinuous neck Beautiful and benignly noble head Stout, straight, sharp beaks The cattle......Read the rest...

...Six years on foot Through far and hurdling paths like wilderness My secondary learning root Which taught me to taste and endure bitterness Oh my brain of rational thoughts: In the mornings it fe......Read the rest...

...Memories are the lamps that illuminate the dark channels of life Eden Verse In the light of summer sunset Shimmer they on silver sands Days of childhood days of mirth Come and stand in byg......Read the rest...

...Every cloud has silver lining And with stories all untold From the far off ocean chambers From the far off foggy fold On the puffs of summer zephyr Come they rowing then unfold Oceans, rivule......Read the rest...

...Every cloud has silver lining And with stories all untold From the far off ocean chambers From the far off foggy fold On the puffs of summer zephyr Come they rowing then unfold Oceans, rivule......Read the rest...

...Come in scented summer garden! Come in nature super show! veins of Thee all turned to yellow Mistletoe! in spring woe? In the scented breath of summer Laugh and look at magic show Beaut......Read the rest...

...Let Dust Blur The Pages By Phan Tan Hai Let's close the pages, where the dreams still linger let pen and ink flow the lines of poetry on their own words written down are the incarnation......Read the rest...

...Choking, churning dense river of clouds. Vengeful, raging, wrathful airspace, where seraphs and cherubs are murdered, where cold torrential demons are unleashed. Dank deep noons and nights int......Read the rest...

...Here at the heart of the darkest day Darkest light at noonday and midnight The shadows show the holes to a different realm A different reality, negative images of creation The opposite of l......Read the rest...

...I live in a town where all things go in reverse. The bushes grow reversely, shrink smaller back into seeds, and roll back into the past-life seeds. The river flows reversely, very swiftly. My f......Read the rest...

...What If? What if this strenuous struggle won't pay off Or my toils would not vanish soon enough What if destiny promises a deceptive future Or my foresight over the years are mere blurry captur......Read the rest...

...Rising, if the sun prides making high noons, I’ve often turned life’s winters unto Junes. What if my pen fetches no stars at first? It knows to fight back, bargain fair fortunes. Getting best......Read the rest...