Softly Poems - Poems about Softly

Original lyrics by Norman Gimbel Writing Me Softly With His Rhyme I heard he wrote a good line That he had flair and style And as I read his work That captured me for a while And there he was, this gray beard A stranger to my heart Strumming my soul with his keyboard Writing my emotions with his heart Caressing me softly with his...

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Beat the drum softly, and beat it with heart, Lay down a rhythm that rises from soul; Small though indeed is the size of our part, That which it is, we can still play in full. Loud are the clashes that crash from the street, Ominous thunder that thrashes from storm; Myriad pacing of multitude feet, Let still not chaos be your...

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The winter is Killing me softly I still go out during The winter For a walk Around the block I am also Dressed warmly And I still feel the cold It is -19 Every day the temperature changes I also can get sick with a flu Now I finally returned back home From my walk I went back to my living room Now I turn my computer on And I had...

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We close our eyes when we sleep, imagine, kiss, and pray because the most beautiful things can not be seen, they are felt with the heart. ...

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In its silence, my love sings softly, Like an autumn wind that gently caresses the slow-moving leaves, Without grand ideals or hidden violence, Just a deep stillness that embraces unspoken words. There's no need to swear allegiance on gilded parchments, For its truth is pure, like ice sparkling under the sun, And like the fire smoldering quietly in the depths of...

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The fish in the sea, the birds that have dominion in the air, the animals of the forest, these habitats entrusted to our care. We should treat all of God's creatures with honor and respect, must be good stewards of our mother earth, never let her feel neglect. God has granted us dominion over His beautiful earthly domain, to walk upon this earth softly and never...

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“Snow brings a special quality with it—the power to stop life as you know it dead in its tracks.” - Nancy Hatch Woodward Winter’s breath, slowly fades, parting On the mist, like heaven’s dust, blue Skies, buried by snowflakes, darting Winter’s breath, slowly fades, parting Joy past compare shortly starting This is wonder only God knew Winter’s breath, slowly fades, parting On the...

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And in that moment, I realized I love him. When he spoke of the games he played, Or his progress at the gym. Every word he said sounded so addictive. The little efforts he made, the things he gifted. Everything about him made me question, What is this feeling that I get? To which my heart replied, "It's...

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I wish I could hear your voice one last time “Hey” you would say softly “I love you” you would quote literature by heart Tolstoy, Steinbeck, Vonnegut and then you would quote something of mine “because I know you by heart too” you’d tell me in that style you had, you would say softly «??????» (“Prashai”) one of our little rushing secrets “goodbye” and “forgive me” in one phrase but you never told me these...

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eyes close gently when we kiss away we drift tenderly mouths move soft and come alive while melting from our passion no tomorrow no today when the depth of love is felt in this hungry timeless realm this beautiful bond we make time is real when treasured as lips caress so warmly and our heartbeats are faster when wrapped in the arms of love...

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“The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence.” — Dean Koontz Inhaling quietude, I watch glistening pearls swirling in twilight’s sky. The silence deepens as winter softly creeps into the night ...

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softly falls the rain Puffy clouds hiding the sun Musical birds sing...

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In the winding corridors of thoughts, where shadows whisper softly, We wander, seekers of truth, in an endless quest like the night sky, Truth, like meaning, is elusive, a mirage on the horizon of our minds, An infinite expanse, always beyond our reach, always inaccessible. We are travelers on a road without a destination, Driven by a desire to understand,...

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Loyal companion carved from a sturdy oak. This eternal gratitude will never be revoked. You've been there for me more then some human folk. I think I may be in love with you and that is no joke. Please stay by my side until the day I croak, if perchance we come upon a very nasty bloke, I will turn you upside...

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Twilight fades slowly with masterstrokes of indigo, persimmon and periwinkle pastel hues. Crescent moon smiles in amber, as pearls decorate sky. Twilight fades slowly. Owls rotate heads, as nocturnal hoots softly echo with masterstrokes of indigo. Predators hunt prey, until dawn emerges in persimmon and periwinkle pastel hues....

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