Sublime Poems

Secret divine sublime

Sensing that in our life something was amiss,
we beseeched our polarities to entwine
in our heart’s cave, where they may as lovers kiss,
that nodes within us gather under love’s sign,
manifesting boundless rapture, borne by bliss,
as with pulsations of love we so align.
God’s magnetism holds our soul in close embrace,
ignition renewal, at a rapid pace.

We’re touched by

The Inner Self

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                                             The Inner Light


     

Surreal cartwheel sublime PANTomime time

No channel skipping ..no flannel...it was so gripping…hearts melt…Pant's ripping svelte pelt and belt..stripping and whipping..the fab never drab Rishab lab..was it real..felt like I was tripping… no pipping..surreal cartwheel flipping..

Some verse about the Panto Pant curse…does traverse…like a hearse….won’t reimburse..adverse bowlers terse..things getting worse…reputations nurse…Rishab flash panache smash and grab..rehearse that ramp reverse..in his

Toccata and Fugue in D Minor

It begins with a sky-split cry—
a blade of wind slicing the stillness,
gulls scattering like torn pages
as the sea holds its breath.
Then comes the first thunderstroke,
not from clouds, but from below—
the ocean remembering its anger.

The sea begins to speak in tongues—
lightning dances across the waves.
The ocean surges, climbs the wind,
rising in spiraled towers of spray—
a mind

Silence

When silence listens to me in a serene moment, 
I imagine strolling on a village-path
Meandering to the unknown, 
The verdant  grass I tread on, is velvety soft, 
I remember my mother’s soothing touch, 
The vermilion sky leans and whispers to me. 
In that sublime unperturbed occasion, 
I speak to my own heart throbbing and pining for the friend 
Who deserted me many

A connection sublime

Inspired by relationships. Love and Light. 

A connection sublime 
By Michelle Morris 
12/05/2025

Whatever it takes
You know I'll be here
Always and forever 
Loud and clear

No strings or bows
No games or deceit
No motives unknown 
No keeping secrets 

You are my family 
You're my joy and delight 
You're my dearheart
You're my favourite sight 

Whatever it takes 
Until the

sublime sanctum

sea of life
pulsates on passion waves 
         sapphire serenity drapes its depth
I sink slaked
within the submerged soul
          search for the sublime sanctum

George Robert Newhart

George Robert Newhart
was pretty darn smart
one of the greatest comedians of all time
his humor and timing were so sublime

SUBLIME ESSENCE

In the silken cozy of twilight's ardent hues,
Butterfly wings paint the zephyrous blues,
With opulent raqs and rhythmic salsa gyrations,
Portraying catharsis in lucid, serene orations.

Emerald mermaids flotte on shimmering liquid gold,
Aureate tresses alight crystalline waters cold,
A swirling shoal of minnows ballet in their wake,
A playful dolphin frolicking in the kaleidoscopic bay.

A choir of chirpy birds, decked

Sublime

Meanwhile your hydrangeas bleed
on recoil you rust
Your not being perfect after all
You cant even paint the skies for me
Your no trail blazer
just fallow 
Like a cuckoo you call for a mate
There's nothing sublime about that

Sublime Subliminals

Numbers reveal themselves in mass
as it's time for you to shine
All of the digits are adding up in these
shortened quickened times
Slumbering has gone past its prime
as we awake from liquid dreams
Clocks move forward while going back
to the beginning of timely things

It seems we've all been colored jade
in the pursuit of illusive green
None the wiser to

sublime scents

unreciprocated and even unrecognised 
it mattered not for the beautiful rose
as it exuded a sublime fragrance 
undiminished till it’s dying breath
standing thus erect till the very end
mourning not the petals fickle fate shed

Time And Leaves Sublime

 

Time falls back and trees say its time,
so, they let go of leaves sublime.
Our view suddenly has hues,
red and yellow for the muse;
gathering in piles wind swept,
I am sure the trees have wept.
Time falls back and trees say its time,
so, they let go of leaves sublime.

Love is a sign

What is Love? A quest,
You totally are the best,
Wake me up in bliss,
Takes more than our kiss,
It is beyond sublime,
Stood the test of time,
Better man no love could bring,
You make my heart's bells ring,
Guess I am still in love,
Love is sign from above.

Autumn aroma

                                      Soft, subtle and sublime 
            

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