Short Touchstone Poems
Short Touchstone Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Touchstone by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Touchstone by length and keyword.
self regard
brings
self respect,
pleasure
pride
simple bliss:
the touchstone
of contentment
laid bare...
...self..care
My hand on your shoulder
Soft skin
Soft touch
My anchor to reality
My lifeline, my touchstone
My source of stability
My grasp of solid ground
Peace, calm, safety and light
My hand
On your shoulder.
Touchstone is an honest fool
He is considered as a comic tool
He often speaks about impractical love mockingly
But falls in love with a shepherd girl shockingly
Shakespeare’s character in ‘As You Like It”
I'm alone
No mourn I've for it at noon,
at afternoon in nasal groan.
And I'm alone,
No mourn for it at evening,
at night in dark rattling bone.
And alone I'm
Through all born I feel touchstone
at shining life in active zone.
-October 05, 2018 Chattogram
In this world
with changing masks on
all measured, with a touchstone
People judges
and are judged
on mere words, mugged
I am no saint
nor a devil
a mere human, being civil
How i yearn
and burn
to be free and just be me!!!
© Nadiya (17 Jan '15)
great poetry Dave ole mate,
the inner soul protects your fate,
something holds my wrist,
when i try,
heal remote cancer,
and i cry,
when death wins the debate,
the karmic touchstone gate,
release by death,
comes late...
but we try :(
Don
re :"Karma" David Williams...
Upon said corridors heard
Within these walls, stirred
Throw them to the sky
Good Boy Psycho dead
Corridors Epiphany, no dread
Shine horizons, on Half Moon Meadow
Eventual be
Sleeping Giants
When Shadows Fall
The City Sleeps.
For Moo xx
Without Touchstone, I just couldn't xx
Remastered memories
renovated compromises
Say thy brother's name
Touchstone compadres
Manifest of broken years
Be thy brother's keeper
Astral time prisms
empirical passengers
Keep thy brother's heart
Light years of reverence
99 flavors of forever
Hold thy brother in arms
Detour ahead----
Over the rainbow realm
COLLECTIONS
elegant effervescent
stylishly
arranged
savoured
in complexity
encounters
with the past
tenderness
interacting
with
enthusiasm
throughout
to
become
a touchstone
of
human cost
of the
realities
of sheer desperation
yet
the magnetism
lives on
in
warm memories
for
who has a winning hand?
The rhythm of life,spontaneous and easy,lively & special a touchstone
of the ephemeral.An all embracing delight imagination made manifest of stray objects.Inspired informality,of leisured elegance,a pervading atmosphere of a coherent whole.Quiet& simple charm in divine eloquence,perfection in simple
continuity to bring a shared rapture.
It once was a dream,
To manifest this life that
Couldn't be seen
Struggling to rise
But
Seamlessly falling seemed to be
The touchstone
Everyday foreseen
Gloomy days
With the sun shining bright
Low skies but high nights
To think with just a thought
May lead to a prosperous life
Action if lacking no outcome will come
Show the universe you deserve it
Earn the wealth that shall come
-The Clueless Bastard
Hark, what force formidable of a creature That proceeds thy self is this?
Reckon and wreckin' my heart
Doth not hath resist !
Dawn to Dusk my soul requite,
Waining and waxing far from slumbering relaxed respite.
Ill-fated mine heart was from the start,
That worn it was on thy sleeve everyday,
Forelorned my touchstone ever so frayed,
And so it came to pass,
Time would not erode the memory
Of your gentle smile ever-last.
Love is my passion
Love is my creed
Love is my touchstone
Love is all that I need.
Without love there is no reason
for each new day, new year, new season.
From the day we are born
Till the day we depart
Love is there buried deep in our hearts.
So starting today, lets make a pact
That love will decide the way that we act.
Give love to your neighbors, brother and kin
And then maybe more love will start to come in.
Love is my passion
Love is my creed
Love is my touchstone
Love is all that I need.
Without love, there would be no reason
For each new day, new year, new season.
From the day we are born
Till the day we depart
Love is there waiting deep in our hearts.
So starting today
Let's make a pact
That love will decide
The way that we act.
Give love to you neighbor, brother and kin
Then maybe more love will find it's way in.
You're the only thing that seems real
By Michelle Morris
13/08/2020
You're the only thing that seems real
in this crazy universe;
A touchstone of pure when
everything is in reverse...
I look into your eyes and see
my love for you returned;
Of passion and friendship that
will continue to burn...
Like a cleansing flame
that cannot be doused;
We're soulmates together always,
like the fairy tales espouse...
© Michelle Morris, 2020
Sprightly walk on landing,
then I step down each rung,
with habitual due dispatch,
an enthusiastic heart beats,
mind awash with apt fervour,
whilst fixating on elation,
that weaves rose bud tints,
to dawn townscape purliue,
on a fair earthborn agenda,
whose brief a germ kernel,
mission sprouting benign,
seeds among the coterie,
red sunrise street dwellers,
who sense crimson aura,
a fond radiant saunterer,
that tonic touchstone,
oops .. watch the last step
AN ECLECTIC ENIGMA 1
The rhythm of life,spontaneous
and easy,lively & special a touchstone
of the ephemeral.An all embracing delight
imagination made manifest of stray
objects.Inspired informality,of
leisured elegance,a pervading
atmosphere of a coherent whole.
Quiet& simple charm in divine
eloquence,perfection in simple
continuity to bring a shared rapture.
Inspired by Jim Ede’s collection of artworks
Hear me recite this series on youtube under4 pen name ichthyschiro