Sandcastles Poems - Poems about Sandcastles

... Colorful umbrellas dot the shore As beachgoers bask in sunshine Sandcastles threatened by waves People collect seashells As the ocean roars There's fun and sun On sizzling Summer D......Read the rest...

...In the grove of life, where the fields of time were greening with beginnings, I spotted you, the naked shadow, a birth from the depth of the holy nothingness. You crossed its silent threshold, comi......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I look into your eyes,… … I journey into your soul discovering your inner being that I long to know; … I waltz with the sparkle i......Read the rest...

... A rose hasn't a heart without its core. A house is dark without windows. A tree grows leaves again after they died. A meadow has green grass, but it also becomes dry. The spring blooms flo......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the sands of time flow within the wind, upon currents of desert sea. Wandering souls of pharaohs transcend, as the sands of time flow within the wind. Mir......Read the rest...

...I am… Washing a stormy night clean, its promise this empty grave, where sunshine suddenly erases the shadows, who sigh like dejected, broken tears, surfacing in the dewdrops, lifting the dar......Read the rest...

... "Ang hindi lumingon sa pinanggalingan, hindi makakarating sa paroroonan". (A person who does not remember where he came from will never reach his destination). Filipino proverb. Gift me wi......Read the rest...

...In the realm of moons and breathless tides, where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises, along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story— a poetic novel etched in the chronicles ......Read the rest...

...Put on something exotic and meet me at Piccadilly Square, put on something unique and feel the sentiment that I share, the sun is just coming up and the early morning traffic is on the rush, here I a......Read the rest...

...A pure Hawaiian of rare birth, living a life somewhat carefree, fed farm animals by this squirt, sticks and stones were real toys indeed, set trash ablaze, be on alert, a barefoot countr......Read the rest...

...As summer duly ends thoughts of fun-filled leisure still linger in my heart laughter, joy, fellowship one longs for at the start As summer duly ends the playful child within dwells on sunshi......Read the rest...

...I could never understand the festive stories that were told of the making of snowmen. but I was building sandcastles upon beaches with sands of gold. I could never understand the festive s......Read the rest...

... If my mind were a sea, on one of its shores, dreams would drift to me each night, sometimes as beautiful as silken sand. Also I might dream awake. In a contemplative state, I fe......Read the rest...

...“I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.” Frida Kahlo“ In the absence of love, a childhood is shaped by the stars, but when black smoke is the only impression in th......Read the rest...

...When I look into your eyes, I take a journey into your soul discovering that inner being that I love and yearn to know; When I look into your eyes, I dance with the sparkle that makes me come aliv......Read the rest...