Paradise Personification Poems | Examples
These Paradise Personification poems are examples of Personification poems about Paradise. These are the best examples of Personification Paradise poems written by international poets.
"Fools Paradise"
If you think you're crazy
Then are you naturally crazy
Or do you just need someone
To pointed out..,
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If you think you're sane
Then are you naturally sane
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Then who is to say ... But!
But if you think you are a fool
And you have any doubt!
Then the answer is obvious -
And there shouldn't be any doubt!
And you should reasonably
Be able to figure it out!
Gf
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...the Lion
Roar
thump thump
thud
thump
'cross it's habitat
the
admirable
threat
likewise
the
Bird-of Paradise
it's miraculous
how'd
Jehovah God Almighty
do that
then
for the moment
imagine
i
mine
eccentric
me
.)
A Pretty Parrot Flying High
I stretch wide, wings to the left and right
They ruffle in the wind,
My wings, blue, green and blue
I am flying high.
A paradise for me, flying high
I can see, the blue below and above
A tropical bird is me,
The tropical bird, a parrot of the highest degree.
A parrot of hope and love and purity,
Oh I am flying way up high, a parrot in my sweet sweet dreams.
17 July 2020
They say I am a bird of paradise
My angelic white feathers do agree
I am as pure as the Himalayan snow
God must have bathed me in milk
My shining blue eyes are in stark contrast to my sparkling plumes
Crystal white, I am strikingly handsome
I dance in the rain
The white crown on my regal head proves that I am majestic
My love says yes
I can sense her watching me from afar
She smiles and I shiver with love
She knows I will be hers, faithful for eternity
I dance in the rain
We are made to be together
No one else can come between us
Our pure love is forever
She comes closer
I can feel her intense eyes burning into mine
She knows I am beautiful
We dance in the rain.
07.17.2020
I dream of a lost abandoned place,
Ah! That evanescent paradise,
The fervent wind takes an eager pace,
My naive heart frets of velvet vice.
Ah! That evanescent paradise,
The road leads me to a vintage town,
My naive heart frets of velvet vice,
Alluring caricatures in brown.
The road leads me to a vintage town,
Frayed memories remind me to stay,
Alluring caricatures in brown,
My voyage blends me to float away.
Frayed memories remind me to stay,
The fervent wind takes an eager pace,
My voyage blends me to float away,
I dream of a lost abandoned place.
May 10, 2020
Used Image 2
For Pantoum Rhyme and Personification Poetry Contest
Sponsored By: Eve Roper
Used 9 syllables per line
~Winner: Honorable Mention
The sounds of nature's music
with fiery passion
she breathes
with a sunny disposition
she gives off radiating heat
basking on paradise shores
with a magnetic push and pull
she transforms herself
earth to heaven's door
as she continually hums her music.
Bare back home sweet home,
snuggled up with my gal Nezzy.
We whoop it up with revelry
in blue and green pastures.
Crunching apples and carrots -
no more beggaring for treats.
My former master nods, as
we pass on streets of gold.
She admires me and smiles,
then gallops into time and space.
No more barns, fleabag beds;
No restraints — it’s the living end.
Plenty of room to roam with friends.
The muscles of this horse in full tide.
My mane ebbs and flows so clean.
My hooves like a clanging train.
Snuggled Up with my gal Nezzy.
Bare back home sweet home.
3/11/2020
Michelle Faulkner’s Some Paradise Where Horses Go Contest
December came dancing along
Implying clouds to play their pouring songs
Drenching land with affectionate warmth
Wrapping mountains in snow-white shawls
Enhancing streams with drizzly charms
Ornamenting rocks with soft white tops
Draping valleys with frills of delicate fogs
Aiding awaiting lake with new aquatic stock
Lifting spirits to prepare for Christmas Rock
My aorta beats in golden poppies,
pulsing down slopes to pool
in a bruise of purple sage.
Though my eyes gleam
with lemon marigolds
snow caps of porcelain lupine
melt on my lashes,
undulating in a quiet tempest
of periwinkle asters.
Beneath a bluebell sky
the sun colors my cheeks
with the blush of primroses
as monarchs lilt
like birds of paradise
among velvet morning glories
and a shy alyssum breeze
caresses my emerald cloak.
3/26/19
Marathon Qualifiers Contest
Mark Toney
Let me be a little nice
And share some advice
It might not be so precise
But Life is like rolling a dice
Sometimes you win
Sometimes you just have to
Try more than twice
For success hard work
Is the ultimate price
Only than you can claim your slice
Are you up for the sacrifice
To make sure you live in paradise
Silence
All I ever heard is silence
Nature is always and forever a beauty
Their reflection are crystal clear to my surface
Humans walk here and there
Just to enjoy the clarity and the creations inside
My soothing sound can make a mind be in peace
People found it amusing and will sit there quietly
Fishes loves to swim in me
Insects will breed on me
Within me I'm pure
I cleanse all dirt inside and out
One day the heat evaporates part of me
I'll reincarnate to become the atmosphere
I am a part of paradise
I am the universal liquid
I am Water
The love I feel for my mother
Is unconditional it's like no other
She has a permanent place in my heart
And no individual will ever take us apart
She was there ever since the start
Calling me smart
Whenever I display my art
No matter how difficult the task
For you I'll do anything mother just ask
You are the queen of my kingdom
My source of strength and wisdom
For you anything Ill sacrifice
To make sure you live in paradise
You spoiled my coat
with your vile contempt
and relished your dung lit fires
upon my shoulders
I offered pristine views
you gave a careless void
disturbing me with your disgust
turning my green coat
a vacant brown, filled with death
you stole from my womb
for your own pleasure
leaving empty husks of anguish
turning light into a dark
that burns upon my skin
where death lays in comfort
9/1/17
contest Artwork
painting of The Garden of Earthly Delights
by Hieronymus Bosch 1515
a moral warning of paradise lost
that leads to hell
Jagged trees eat the sky, hungry for its breath.
The jaw of the ridge curves around a valley throat.
As I descend down the steep canyon to the lake,
The sun drips from the east to the west.
By the water, the mood gentles.
A sunlight sonata plays.
Each ripple holds a separate sun.
The rocks above the water's surface match those below,
both wearing ringlet gowns of shifting animal print.
I float on the dance floor,
beneath the wild sky.
Her delicious fruit,
Fragrance blossoming,
Aroma of paradise,
Strawberries!
Red Juice,
Tenderly ripening,
Sweet love!
Growing.
Eden’s
Heavenly garden.
Drinking of earth’s
Champagne.
Drunk
With abundance.
Heat from the sun,
As she basks
In his warmth.
Nakedness
Without care.
Getting ready
For harvesting.
Natures
Edible plant.
Freely she gives.
Come taste!
Bit into,
Awaken your soul.
Wendy Jae