Short Magic Poems
Short Magic Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Magic by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Magic by length and keyword.
Beautiful brown eyes
Magic in the air
Passion filled scene
Pain away the moon and the stars
I love you with all of me
poetry magic
profound words in harmony
presenting a theme ...
vibrant verses tell a tale,
liquid line emerge, exhale.
gentle air passes
caressing my forlorn face
with magic fingers
my cripple hope gets a boost
the wind whispers peace to me
Why are you so at ease?
Mircle magic has nice plants
Do you see the seeds and the wise
It's all there with nothing at all.
Form:
you've pass on
i feel so alone
you were my tone
from right or wrong
you were was my back
bone
miss you too
tho your
GONE
Snow...Snow...Snow.
shake it once or twice
magic globe of swirling snow
winter wonderland
First Real Love
By: Aidan Gilbert
That night I found love
My eyes meet yours; warmth hit hard
Magic heart, possessed
The soft breeze
From my lips leaves shivers
Running down your spine
Maybe I should close the door;
And shut the blinds
Form:
Have you ever dreamed of being a Demonslayer
In a world of magic?
I'd imagine that's what receiving the Holy Spirit IS
With the wand of His hand
he sweeps in the stars and the moon
then, he paints the sky
a beautiful shade of eglantine.
The mossy-green magic oysters
The magic sea
Water's
Red
With sadness
Courage
Bled
Colors changing
Nightmares
Dead
Without you, I’m just lost
I can’t stand forever
But you can
Was there any magic for the mortal and the immortal love?
If the message complex,
the delivery simple
The meaning the magic,
the words zero-sum
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
Great Scot
that trot
on gnomes
and domes
Bamboozling, casting spells in dark site
Roaming and iridescent like sprite
Crystals come with me.
Horus, come, and we shall see.
Fairies, do tell, what need be
Done, so I may be filled with glee.
Merlin’s magic on the sax
listen to that hip cat blow
his smooth jazz groove is so sweet
he’s the cat’s meow, you know!
Seems it's a story
Of a girl always near-death
Through every attempt,
The loveliest metaphor,
A lie even I saw through.
4 am
fishing hole magic
I am with my daddy
catfish, bass and bluegills are calling our names
we are the only ones alive
was a day of gun
was amusic run
we came to play
it was guitarist day
we had chesse and ham
as we
GUITAR AND MUSIC JAM
Spiritualist is what I’m not:
Trusting forces nonspecific.
For scepticism is my lot:
Anti guff non-scientific.
Blaze upon my tongue, flavor.
Prepare my prayer’s answer.
Let Heaven’s magic come forth.
For I desire taste.
02/26/11
Pop may be catchy
But not lyrically deep
Case in point: Chris Brown.
(N.B. Poem written after hearing "Don't Wake Me Up")
Good morning sunshine
I am so glad to see you
Your brightness, your glow
Magic is in the air, yes
Written
October 15, 2012
The words a magic salve….
for the unspoken wound
—of a thought once denied
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)
The cold breeze brushes down my face
Nude bony branches shiver in shame
Blazing berries smile at me!
Rahy
Dec 14, 2015