The Sublime Poems - Poems about The Sublime

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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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

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

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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...

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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 ...

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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...

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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...

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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....

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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....

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Soft, subtle and sublime ...

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beyond mortal grave along divine hope my spirit awaits firmament great sight--- faith's journey sublime. trust-propped vantage focused on God* propels my heart toward blest view. heavenly perspective drives my soul... ...onward serene... ...home! *Hebrews 11:10 For he looked for a city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God. September 12, 2024 8th place, "YOUR CHOICE C" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/22/2025...

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Arzhang, the mirror of sublime wonder Not the manmade clamour of a corpus But beauty to make all split asunder Beauty: Purposiveness without purpose To prove to all trapped life, including us To ascend past the black clouds of reason To the Pleroma, with its sublime sun The source of every beauty in the...

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