Petals Poems - Poems about Petals

We can soften attention when we like, resting thought flow in tranquil stillness slow, invoking grace that bliss rapture may spike, leaving our presence vibrant and aglow. Sensing strobes of bliss within form humming, music of the spheres in each node strumming, we dissolve in the flame, willing to burn, that our soul ascends in mind-body urn....

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Dry leaves and petals are falling Instantly one by one, over my head Rapidly as I catch them in my hands Some of them freely fall in my head In my face, in my back unnoticed I'm jumping happily with grace And when I stop all of a sudden Many of them also freely fall below I notice of such awe but felt...

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gentle, soft petals that mild dew caresses them show supreme beauty...

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The garden grumbles with unruly weeds, petals sigh into broken loam, no footsteps find the gate....

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Look at Me I don't feel sick, Yet something inside is twisted Not in body, but in the sap that shivers within. Are these petals not what you envisioned? Look at me. What did I do wrong? I sing the songs you taught me, My voice trembling a whisper against the wind Does its fragile tune echo your hidden sorrow? I grew as you...

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Something warm in the wind Puts the color back with ease, 'Round the stems of flowers Into the limbs of trees ... Newness to the place around Greenery born upon the breeze. ...

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The heart is a field after rain ravages it, flooded with drops and completely spent. Maybe just maybe something will grow, a remedy lets this fractured soul bloom. Flooded with drops and completely spent, there’s still time for a spiritual revival. A remedy lets this fractured soul bloom, is there anything that love can’t do? There’s still time for a spiritual revival, you cannot...

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He loves me he loves me not Flower petals sing to hopeful heart Counting the folds in life’s amethyst art Believing so bold in a gold wishing star Wishes for peace and prosperity In your dreams love cherry charity Garden so green with love as fertilizer Pure and so beautiful an emerald energizer...

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softly it lingers, a breath in the air, a whisper of love, too fragile to bear-- the rose in your hands, once burning bright, fades in the hush of the fading light a crimson promise, a vow once made, wilting now in autumn’s shade-- yet love is not lost in petals torn, but in the echoes where hearts were worn so let it...

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I adorn myself with petals and words of affirmation Softly spoken over the temple I reside in A home that has been burnt down more times that I can count Walls crashing all around me A fragile foundation I’ve uprooted and moved Unearthed the ground beneath my vessel Stripped away old wounds that have been plastered...

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She loves me; she loves me not; She loves me; she loves me not. Not knowing the answer is driving me crazy, And that’s why I’m picking petals from a daisy. She loves me; she loves me not; She loves me; she loves me not. The answer to that depends a lot On how many petals the daisy’s got She loves me; she...

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See them flourishing in the field with vines running up and down the street, petals of hope are springing up everywhere opening up branches far and near and the lessons that we learn are hidden beneath the fallen leaves that descend on the earth with the ferocious breeze and the shadows climbing up the hill...

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Within the fragile frame of my fervent heart, tinged with the tinsels of the amorous night, my love gleamed with an enticing glow, reflected in the sequins of your subtle grace. In my psyche I felt the tempting touch of your intangible mesmeric charisma, but you sauntered away from my entranced sight like the autumn cloud...

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Seedlings bloomed and blossomed bright colors, fresh fragrance delicate petals, thick green stems flowers. ...

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In a garden of shadows, where dreams float like petals in the evening breeze, The little girl walks the thin line of time, a path of mist and unfulfilled longings, Night approaches like a dark wave, ready to crush the bones of dreams, The woman hides beneath the sheets, listening as silence turns into whispers. On each side of...

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