Short Strikingly Poems

Short Strikingly Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Strikingly by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Strikingly by length and keyword.


Light My Fire

when asked
all i could say
was how she
was so strikingly

beautiful 
and thinking
if we were
a couple

we would
be such a
perfect
match
Form:


Not From Turkey

The turkey does not come from Turkey. We humans are totally quirky. Why call it a Turkey? The reasons are murky. Such naming is strikingly jerky.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A Stunningly Strikingly Scene- -

So solemn stunning small smelly strong sweet,
 so scary and seen shunned  shiningly sheen
... it was a stunning strikinglyscene


4/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020

Premium Member Infatuation Versus Love

Infatuation Is when you scrutinize somebody Strikingly illustrious Love Whenever you recall them Aren't flawless Decidedly, it has no effect.
Written: February 13, 2022
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.

Kaleidescopic

Window; and a portal.
Strikingly magical.
The year's changeful skied and aired
Of one day's revolving.

Disorientated yet?
Amusingly I bet!
All those patters, colours askew.
Once so viewed a hand in .
Form: Rhyme


Random Thoughts *8* a Tetractys

*Double Tetractys*


Her
spirit
beautiful,
her confidence
high, intelligent, egotistical.
Dark hair, brown eyes, strikingly beautiful.
Conversations
stimulate
lust in
Me


Jared Pickett
9/8/09
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Form: Tetractys

Premium Member Rosy Maple Moths

Yellow and candyfloss pink pastels, feathered fluffy. A masterpiece of powdery soft strokes and vivid colors. Strikingly beautiful: rosy maple moths are splendiferous and quite extraordinary.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Radishes and Fudge

Wish I was strikingly handsome, instead of a physical stud With a body to die for, I'll let all you guys be the judge Good looks have advantages But because I eat many radishes My complexion glows red so I must eat a lot of fudge... huh?
Form: Limerick

The Brook In the Paddock

Icy black silk, but no, not quite
More on like a sinuous pupil
Deep and cool
Betraying only its surface
Slipping between banks of ivory cream
Frothy, bubbling pearls hang from its lips
And tiny tawny soldiers from ivory stand
In sweeping magnificence
So calm and stony
One flowing sheet of inky ebony
Strikingly beautiful and proud

Premium Member Representations An Open Form

REPRESENTATION
 envisaged
a
basis
to
speculate
on
a potential
to
the
unrepentant
a
 tour de force
of
 magnaminity

exasperated
throughout
strikingly
infifferenct
where
the
bleak
stark
survive
in
the
realm
of fantasy

 an
embodiment
of
progress
in
a
watchful
 outing
of
the prosperous
&
the
common man

Premium Member LIFE REALITY

LIFE REALITY
strikingly
  clear
    arrestingly 
similar
yet
  insignificant 
coincidences 
inclined
understandings 
  
profound
  thoughts 
bring
  solace
  existentially 
    precarious 
&
prosaic 
intense 
  initiatives 
exaggerating 
    exclusive
imitative
 highlights 
catalyising 
 personality 
   excesses

Premium Member Her Wave

.

   How strikingly gray
    as the Spring rain 
         plummets 
      to the ground

        The green
        and brown
          all wet
             yet
  no glittering from
    the Sun's wink

         I walk
    not skip today
     and the train
  slowly slips away

        so drifts
       her wave








*Lyric: As in, 'Poetry Soups', Thoughts of the poet

Premium Member In a Brown Study

In a brown study 
     he's tethered to memories 
      sweet and strikingly vivid.

            A prolonged respite
sought in the warmth of her arms;
   Several nights under the moon

          Lost in remembrance
  without the conscience of time;
     moment as precious as gold!


Date written: 11/22/2020
Form: Choka

Love Is Magic

I didn’t know you before And you didn’t know me What made us click and fall in love? It’s like magic, now you see, now you know me A love struck syndrome A feeling inside Make us involve Together we evolve You are not strikingly handsome, You said I’m highly attractive It maybe just a snap of our fingers that we die For it, stick and love A compromise And a promise the world for us sure to be!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Beautiful

Breathtakingly pleasing to the senses,
Exquisite to the point your heart tenses.
A balance of both perfection and flaw,
Uniquely designed to elicit awe.
Transcending the world of ordinary,
It surpasses the extraordinary.
Flawless to the eye of the beholder,
Uncannily fair; strikingly bolder,
Like Atlas with the world on His shoulder.
Form: Acrostic

A Simple Kiss

With breaking day upon my brow
I awoke to find you there
Within a tangled mess of sheets,
Pleasantly unaware

Of all the little butterflies
Gently flapping to and fro
From heart to head and back again,
So strikingly aglow.

Our legs entwined. Your lips so near.
Teetered on the edge of bliss,
I softly brushed your idle form
With just a simple kiss

For giving me the untold joy
Of a moment just like this.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Mystery Date

Who Wants to Play....

Inside Out is the New Fashion.....

Nothing hidden will dress the day

Character is flawless in His debonair 

Strikingly tailored manners 

Ironed distinctions solidify His footings

Each garment fitted respectively sound

Bold colors adorn His genuine Style

           Open the Door ....Which Date shall it be....

         Of a Tale...we are told that could be a possibility. ...
Form: Concrete

Phthalo Blue

Phthalo Blue and White
My
White spirit is lifted
And poured ceremoniously yet with an air of joy
As colours are mixed upon the plate
To paint
A baby boy
Each shade and light I know so well now
As the lines on my left palm
I hope to reproduce his smile
With the very same
Gentle charm
I don't even know his name yet
But I know the phthalo blue which rest as his eyes
As gentle little halos though so young
Appear
Strikingly
Wise

Rhythm of the Sand Pine

Rhythm of the Sand Pine

Lazily waving in the brisk morning air;
Tranquility of a sylvan setting so strikingly rare.
Flailing her arms like the great timberland bear;
This venerable statesman which none can compare.

A mighty conifer standing in the woodland foursquare,
As mysterious and perplexing as the elusive sea hare.
Ancestral descendants of ancient forebears,
Standing at arms, trespassers beware.


May 20, 2016
Form: Monorhyme

A Portrait

She sits in silence with a shepherd's smile
simple but demure
strikingly, a quiet allure
lips painted with moonlight
how I dare to get near
and slightly brush away the fear

a look, a glance, a studied eye
but if just once, he wonders why

he sits in silence with a shepherd's smile
taking in her all
a simple task
a longing ask
to brush the hair
out of her eyes

it's just one kiss
one simple chance
one beautiful life
© Ts Poetry  Create an image from this poem.

Crying Drops

(Double Nonet)


Drops
Rain drops
Touching breeze
From the dawn sky
With the smiling clouds
Splashing sovereign sleep
Around the dreamy bed of life
Amphan ungratefully offered
Affliction within flowing tension
Sleep breaker vaccination in sane
Love in strikingly free daydream
Transient nurture greets bliss
Windstorm of the relief
In allotment shield
Coughing up high
Rates of loss
In science
Cry

21.05.2020 Chattogram
Form: Nonet

Premium Member Majestic Beauty Waits For Prey

magestic ebony lion
all powerful and masterful
intimidating without trying
fearless and terrifyingly powerful

ebony beauty with scraggly teeth
massive mane and giant claws
striking amber eyes, 
and nose built for hunting

dangerous and stealthy
strikingly handsome
takes no prisoners, makes no apologies

magestic ebony lion,
devours prey beautifully, in big gulps
wise amber eyes, waiting, intimidating me in all ways possible.

Premium Member The Scalloped Plantain

The scalloped plantain
Shapes like a scallop
Leaves open up like a fan
Flat and wide
A remarkable landmark
Eye-catching and attractive
Frankly displaying
With no secrets hiding
Sincerely welcoming you
With open arms
Strikingly loyal
With supporting and compromising 
Raised hands
But sad to say
It's disappearing from the garden
People are too busy and unartistic 
To admire the surrounding
To appreciate the nature beauty 
To be grateful to God's creation

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