Quenching Poems - Poems about Quenching

... Be like a beacon in the ocean Or bloom in the wilderness With fragrance soothing al......Read the rest...

...As apes that muddled the streams rather than quenching their thirst Pharisees went to the temple for mischief; not to pray. Like death-stalker scorpions, in stinging, they were well-versed In the ......Read the rest...

...In the hidden realm, seeker of mysteries, Where do you float, my boundless Origin? Like a falling star, you bestowed upon me A fragment of your essence, to give birth to me in depths... But now, ......Read the rest...

... ** In Evidence ** Go now! Get a title down ……………………………before the ending E va por ate s leaving as i praise Our Most Ho......Read the rest...

...If you are the vast, ever-changing ocean, I will be the sturdy mountain, holding you close, Embracing your gentle morning waves with care, And welcome your crashing tidal surges in the evening wi......Read the rest...

...Like waking and breakfast it’s poetry first The day is so ordered quenching my thirst Each word like a greeting the day on parade Each feeling endemic — another one saved (Dreamsl......Read the rest...

...It’s hard for me to differentiate between Truth and lies.. it was hard to come to terms with the facts But right now, the fact is I’m lost I thought I was smarter i thought I was wiser I studied......Read the rest...

...Ella Fitzgerald (1917 – 1996) In the midst of stale fog – Is it day or night? The dimmed dishevelled lights don’t give a bass clef Whilst notes made syncopated love at the bar A tsunami of dis......Read the rest...

...I now whisper a verse, like a curtain of shooting stars, Weaving with a rhyme, an echo from worlds locked in the distance afar. To clasp your treasure, your sublime feminine essence, Through rosew......Read the rest...

...No more coats and woolen mittens. It's a time of new beginnings, when a dormant world awakens from Winter's slumber. Thawing snow becomes dancing brooks, quenching the thirst of Mother Earth. ......Read the rest...

...Morgana was born into her role as dragon raiser as a sixth daughter The beasts she nurtured were sweet as youth, but grew to slaughter Some thrived near lakes and swamps, all kinds of glistening wa......Read the rest...

...The slightest touch of her magical touch From her my Ladies loving feathery soft teasing hands as tender and whispy as As a fluttering Butterflies paper wings On my receptive over sensitive skin ......Read the rest...

... The leaden gray blacking clouds Open up and drops me upon the earth. I fill the lakes and make the rivers run. I fall into the hustle and bustle of crowds As they huddle under their umbrella......Read the rest...

...can't equate worth from how they respond delighted to see me then I'm all wrong dance at my presence or beckon me forth to then look forlorn at the sight of me ......Read the rest...

... In my darkness, I found Your Light In the dust......Read the rest...