Paints Poems - Poems about Paints

... She painted her memories in images surreal Trying to hide scars reality would reveal A band-aid of illusions To alleviate the pain, Some memories are traumatic with wounds that wont he......Read the rest...

..."One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love.” Sophocles, Greek Poet  When love meets your silhouette at twilight, heart unfurls chamomile flowe......Read the rest...

... Vivacious incandescent longing blushes buoyant, spreads spectrum of fervor in the sanguine skies. Spring-suffused beguiled brush paints to enchant, portrays chromatic contours of cravi......Read the rest...

... On stage he struts in sequined costume, a plume of feathers cocked high on head A thespian poet of no account is ranting though his troupe boasts of his skill and talent But the loo......Read the rest...

... "One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love” - Sophocles, Greek Poet Walking on lone path, wind in wasteland paves, reach shimmering sea where cobalt ......Read the rest...

... The Light, through the veil, paints secrets. The crossroads of constellations twisting into new patterns. In reverence, the Moon dances, coaxing the Sun, your loyal companion. You......Read the rest...

... The Light paints unseen secrets You stand at the crossroads in reverence. The Light awaits and stars bow. So watch, yielding. ......Read the rest...

... cocoon crisp clouds blossom with butterflies pollen sunshine steams upon gardens lace light lingers throughout shy sky summer wings wrap words through trees polish eternal life birds f......Read the rest...

...We dream, with eyes that pierce the veil, Hope paints a future, bright and hale. Beyond horizons, dreams unfurl, A tapestry for a transformed world. We light the path, where shadows lie, The......Read the rest...

...Slowly You Fade Away Before time erases your last shadow, The eyes of the world have begun to blur your outline. You dissolve slowly, before you get lost in oblivion. Mice-like eyes scan you, wit......Read the rest...

...light, celestial dancer, pirouettes, bending and refracting, weaving prismatic tapestries. luminescent waltz, paints the cosmos, illuminating secrets whispered by ancient stars. Y......Read the rest...

...Rebirth: Tragedy has been your favorite genre— A fount of acts and scenes of wailing tears and excruciating scars punctured alive by so-called healers. That oozing wound paints the genr......Read the rest...

... I love the end of the day, when the sun want to climb into bed. The moon will be rising soon, showing off it's big bright face. The white clouds, ......Read the rest...

...What is the taste of happiness, ask the trees rooted in tale, And the wind brings on southern wings answers hidden in crests. Is it sweet, like golden apples from immortal orchards, Or bitter, lik......Read the rest...

... “The effervescent beauty needs to be embraced, for it may drift away with the wind” –Quote by poet The onyx hair untamed Some swirl in the squally stream Some lace lilting lat......Read the rest...