Oasis Poems - Poems about Oasis

... What is this? Abstract, uncertain and elusive Myriad colors drowned ......Read the rest...

... held captive his fleshy lips quiver in an oasis of rusted canteens ......Read the rest...

... In the futile triviality of the desolate wasteland, a sunburnt solitary tree languished a long while, cast nonetheless on the parched ground a sensuous shadow, my secret sanctum. A......Read the rest...

... Enchanted by the mirage of florid ecstasy, the flower in my desiccated heart blossomed when your charisma drizzled on me like the soothing rare summer rain of oasis. The flame of my heart......Read the rest...

...Whimsy flowers On the edge of sleep Mirage-like echoes Singing off key Arias Challenge The closing curtain Whispers Hidden In the dusk Of dreams Dance In the vapory mist Of sleep’s Oas......Read the rest...

...The container in my chest holds water not blood- Water of the kin and kind. But I bottle it up scared instead of sprinkling the holy water divine. People dance in the first rain, the first splash ......Read the rest...

...Through the funnel of time, we are hurried like the wind - it doesn't stop to whisper, Life, swift and silent, flows in rivers of liquid sand. With each fleeting moment, the profound avoids us, cam......Read the rest...

... In my diary of destinies, your song left a sweet scar. In the silent savagery of time, fate falters, floating like a feather, yet my soul still sings your name. In ivory and ebony hu......Read the rest...

... When words like seeds remain uncultivated, in somber silence the poet within me dies. In the misery of my perishing poetic oasis, petal like poems refuse to infuse idealistic pigments. But with......Read the rest...

...Traitorous tinges were seen in Levi. Did he love Rome? Could patriots ever bear their disloyal citizens? As a tax collector, he's a stranger to his own home. Amidst selfish motives, Matthew had hi......Read the rest...

...In the secretive corners of the soul, Where you are guided by the whispers of loss, There hides the seed of poetry — A precious stone born from the unseen pressure of pain. An ancient ritual in a......Read the rest...

... A variety of fine brushes…thin, medium, wide, soft and smooth... to paint landscapes - sky, ocean, tree, at tranquil dawn, my backyard turns into an oasis, A transient escape for peace, san......Read the rest...

...Just a glimmering astral spark births in the gloom a crest of day, A solitary thread of wax dancing its aura Scatters the night - In a delirium of gleamings that chase phantoms of fear away, Shak......Read the rest...

... I’ve never been where they tread, chasing mirage through desert storm. I look at evasive eyes perennially petrified, see their void vision fixed fast on fantasy, shroud of de......Read the rest...

... Life desiccated derelict in the desolate desert Infuses perennial peace of placid oasis in heart Feels in serene essence the spiritual sublimity Emanating from the heavenly horizon of divinit......Read the rest...