Paradise Poems | Examples of Paradise Poetry

Spine chilling velocity Willing feverish ferocity Pollution spilling atrocity Pushes our buttons Top billing forging Fiendish drilling pomposity Gluttons gorging in the isles of muttons Coining the term “purloining” Plunder even here down under Cast asunder..can hear the thunder In the proud land of The long white cloud Scold from the fold to heal But won’t listen..do a deal Gaudy gems appeal..glisten History sold for pieces of gold Cower to...

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memories of an exotic sun rippled sea as undulating waves caress a warm beach i see colours scintillating, bleached this brings forth images of paradise and means sublime happiness to me...

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A GLIMPSE OF PARADISE PARADISE IS CALM AND PEACEFUL A PLACE THAT HAS NO PAIN SADNESS HAS NO FACE HERE EVIL HAS NO GAIN STANDING ON A SHADED HILL THE TREES ARE BRIGHT AND BOLD COLORS DANCING IN THE AIR TOO MANY TO BEHOLD NEARBY THERE’S A RIVER THAT’S SHIMMERING IN GOLD AND IN IT SWIMS A TALKING FISH FROM PROPHECIES OF OLD IT KNOWS OF MANY...

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Late night, under the bloody moonlight. Sea breeze, I can almost freeze, With a clothing that is ripped. I lay on the soft mattress, Like a damsel in distress. Waiting for a knight, That would be willing to save such mistress. I feel like a pebble, being thrown in the water. I may stay afloat, but will inevitably drown. When will such misery leave...

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birds of p a r a d i s e, lustrous flames g ...

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you free me of my mind, every moment we share together our hearts bind. looking in your eyes is like watching the waves, when the time comes we have to separate my soul craves. waiting for your voice to soothe me, this land was made for us to love free, for us to never have to loose touch of one another, a...

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PURPLE Purple my soft moss seat in paradise amethyst crown purple so wise High Priestess purpled silken silent and bold has no need to compete with cool Countess whose court is neat but oh so cold ! What a sweet treat to see ripe ripple granadilla purpled fall from tree she made an indigo way from leafy branch to loamy...

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Becoming a slave to my own paradise, Becoming clingy to my own disregarded appetites, Becoming a prisoner of my own created prison, Becoming lonesome in my own crowd. Recognising something lethal, Pouring out something eternal, Bearing some dirt of civilisation, Tearing apart the burden of my own existence. I've created my own traps, Living forever in my own satire. No appeal on the docket today; I...

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. i told thuh world 'bout you ...

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A promise born, a life designed, To emancipate, to break the bind. But fate dealt blows, parents passed away, Leaving her to shadows, in a world astray. She sells her body, a living corpse, A pretty face, a paradise sepulcher, a tragic force. Uncertainty looms, her future unsure, A womb evacuated, her soul obscure. Loneliness creeps, a dejected soul, Yearning for companionship, a heart...

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In the storm of my mind, You were my quiet yearning. Nothing to hold onto, nothing to chase, Nobody can adjust to this phase. Do not claim the jargon words, Words mean nothing when they are hollow. Letters and pauses are only the reflections of my urge To put you in my precious seat. I see a scarlet paradise, Beneath the fabrics, beneath the...

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How do you find your loved ones once you get to the hereafter? How do you navigate your way through the billions of souls who fill heaven from floor to rafter? Will an angel come and take you by the hand and lead you to their doorsteps in the promised land? And will they be surprised to see you? Or is...

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Yes, indeed we have a new Pope. I wonder, however, if we have a new hope. As a matter of facts, we have two popes: One is active and the other is passive, Which means that one is inactive, The latter was a hell of a man who shocked: folks, Foes, rivals, parishioners and cardinals, By resigning his post, By becoming a different...

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Have you ever thought about the raising of Cain? Where did that boy get a rage so completely insane that he ended up murdering his younger brother? Did he learn it from his father and mother, who must've been in such deep, psychological pain for having caused Eden to go down the drain. ...

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