Short Synchronous Poems
Short Synchronous Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Synchronous by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Synchronous by length and keyword.
Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park
Only starting or just begun
Synchronous melding joined as one
Rhythmic breathing no thought for pause
Merged together, effect and cause
I held her close
Gently caressing her cascading tresses
Our hearts in synchronous rhythm
Beating to the tune of an unknown song
Her eyes of limpid blue
Held mine of softer brown
In captivity
Unwilling to let go
Longing for eternity.
She smiled
And sighed
And let go
Her soft breath forever!
this was your day
shared by some others
born at the same time
dog tag images remain
etched in aluminum
happy and sad, synchronous
you left too quickly
no time for goodbye
as I watched our future fade
with the spirit in your eyes
five years have passed
a life together ended
a shadow on my heart
The little yellow frogs
are pumping their thighs
creating synchronous ripples
over the lily pond,
it's a musical moment
but a silent one.
A Blue Jay cackles-out,
its scolding rattle
slaps my ears.
The frogs for a short while
croak back,
then return
to their silent work-out,
water music resumes.
they greet each other
as well as neighbours will
parting only to allow words
to pass between them
but it's the silence
that suits them best
for it's then
that sadness or happiness is expressed
neither taking leave of the other
seemingly synchronous together
except in the event of a "pout"
one chooses to withdraw
the other sticks it out
Hidden moments
Speckled in between
Consciousness and duty
Off the grid
To breathe, portray
The faceless stranger
At times, communal
Our boisterous philosophy
Our synchronous sipping
Our huddled masses
Frearning to be yee
Like today
Like now
The sweet-baby 40s melody
Caressing my better nature
Confessing my nomenclature
And no one can see
And no one allowed
But me.
(5/17/12)
At rehab the angels of sobriety made me write the word Love in the soil with
Jacaranda petals the colour of indigo from a rainbow and crown chakra in waiting
‘There was a beautiful soul here who drew a Heart of same petals on the lawn’
I flew like a bee to sweet honey to a visiting Queen of Fairy Tale Land unaware
That She was the synchronous painter a kind Universe sent as soulmate and wife
21st May 2018
Dance of lifetrons spontaneous
In carefree exuberance
Ignition within continuous
As a seductive tease of innocence
Bliss at peaked ecstatic amplitude
As a silent explosion within thunderous
Unbroken continuum of joyful solitude
Fusion of renewed reunion rapturous
There being no location higher or lower
In this orchestra divine
Each centre within alive in the bliss shower
In synchronous rhythm all align
30-July-2020
she hums an endless tune as she lovingly folds his shirt
each crease and fold perfectly placed in synchronous harmony
knowing that ten minutes of work will hide all her effort
Sijo is the classic form of unrhymed poetry in Korea. Sijo have three long lines. Each line varies between 14 and 16 syllables, with the middle line often the longest. The first line states a theme, the second line counters it, and the third line resolves the poem.
Many a days i spent lost in her thought,
and the nights fled by imagining her by my side, though there she was not ,
but still my heart beats everytime,
trying to match her's with mine, like a synchronous rhyme,
but just as the dawn breaks in,
a horrid reality sneaks in,
and emerges right back in my mind , that dreadful thought,
that i so wished would have rather forgot,
the fact that shes there no more,
and my abandoned boat has now even lost its only oar!
Well, knock me right down with a feather
It's true that some faith in whatever
And holding one's nerve under fire
Can result in the things we require
Being sent to us served on a plate
By God, chance or synchronous fate
So, cross fingers or whisper a prayer
Take small practical steps up the stair
Fret ye not and have hope for the best
And watch time take good care of the rest
Who can say what the future will bring
When we wait for fat ladies to sing
by Gail
Ramona and Sigurd entwine in virgin white sheet
One with each other hearts neat upon passionate beat
My salacious saviour my gorgeous protector of synchronous heat
Acapella unperturbed in hot percussion graces melodious suite
Nubility beckons rhythmic revolutions cusp in most gentle thrust
Towards heaven they vow forever until dusk comes to dust
I love you adore your sweet perfume our romance in musk
Come with me my guardian angel in love’s boudoir we trust