Souvenirs Poems - Poems about Souvenirs

...The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness laid bare. My image holds no ju......Read the rest...

... Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius In the poetic story of my life, I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,' but whatever I am thinking......Read the rest...

...When tangerine tinted tunes within sunset serenades~ unravel saffron symphonies, engrossed in hibiscus hymns of hallelujah~ I swirl to radiant rays of sakura stardust, where ......Read the rest...

...playing arcade games eating ice cream during storm buying souvenirs......Read the rest...

...A night bathed in silent cocoon of snow replaces the days that were pluvial; it flurries against windows as wind blows. Like insects, warm days are exuvial. Few souvenirs in flowerbeds below: u......Read the rest...

...My pearl heart rests in the chiffon sands of forsaken memories, like an open oyster shell, engrossed in saffron-streaked serenades, while embracing......Read the rest...

...The cliffs are being eaten away By the constant pulsing tide. Now just a short walk from the lane When it was once a short bike ride To the edge where we used to Scrambled down to swim and p......Read the rest...

...Love souvenirs written on skin......Read the rest...

... Time keeps crawling Time thaws fleeting days Days with daisy hope Days where you fall Fall to rise again Fall in perfumed dreams Dreams forgotten Dreams lost in silence Silence that sings ......Read the rest...

... Listen to the ticking hands of twilight, close your eyes, while I take your thoughts to an ivory reverie of flickering fantasies… there I’m cruising above an island of mystery ......Read the rest...

...When silver waves of crystalline crescent emanate rhapsodies glazed in Jupiter light.. reflections of bejeweled June comes swirling in tunes of turquoise I feel the sa......Read the rest...

...Love is like fragile wings. romance an illusion of moonlight delusions. I recall when summer skies hypnotised, in the pleasure of your pleasing presence, I used to gaze at the doves of love......Read the rest...

...when skies bleed your sonnets~ every drop of garnet rain rhymes with ethereal initials of your s u n f l o w e r sonatas I remember when ou......Read the rest...

...This Aphrodite rose slowly unfurls pink ombre balms of sun-kissed springfalls, as the luminous lake of tears cascade in exotic wreaths of honey-soaked velvety sepals, there succu......Read the rest...

...When nature wilts into a colorless haven, metaphors of death sprout from timeless roots~ easing through relentless gales of grief. Like the lulling......Read the rest...