Flowers Romanticism Poems

I miss your smell of flowers
I miss your voice like soothing wind chimes
I miss you hands like soft clouds floating in the sky 
But I...

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I walked the starry streets at night
Searching for words to describe you
Which bore no darkness but light 
Words never heard by dew

I tried to listen...

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My days are dreary as if I am left in a torturous desert
yearning for an oasis,
my nights sleepless... the brightest stars forgot to shine for...

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Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets...

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When I woke up this morning,
With the Sun's glowing rays
I leaned forward to feel 
The warmth of it on my face.

I, sitting on the porch,
Watching...

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Whisper, rain, whisper! 
drip-drop…pitter-patter!!!!

A misty drizzling dawn, watching playful rain
carrying on a mischievous conversation with the wind ! 
Tall majestic trees shaking their branches, 
Tiny...

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Four blossoms fall
coming to a rest
on the crest of a wave
rippling across the fathomless lake.

Three flowers flowing
sweet wind blows
the scent of fresh buns 
in the...

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My receptive wide adoring eyes rested within the ambient light and bathed in The Shadoe and shade of the scene
Where before me a paragon of...

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        'Bout that time

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During the early morning summer hours,
   A cardinal flew to the ground, and chose
   The most radiant of all the flowers—
It...

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Do you feel the need for love and romance?
Option number one: dinner and a dance.
Chill at home with Netflix and a hot date.
Turn out the...

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I want to hold your hand when we walk
I want to need to stop just so we can talk
I want to lose all my sleep...

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My heartbeats miss yours
in between their pauses,
as if waiting for a perfect cadence
that only you and me can create.
The purest of eyes that you have,
make...

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Hushed in a fugue 
of Alpaca wool and rising resin 
he sits on a stump 
the relic legs of a mighty giant 
hewn beneath the...

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Flowers, butterflies, sky, and stars,
All are old expressions of love
I compare thy likeness with a fresh spring
Melodies as if they are Divine, and a longing...

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