Walk About Poems - Poems about Walk About

...On summer nights Nostalgia's muse revives Scent of jasmine Fig tree fragrance fuses Memories meander Minty ice cream flavours Add sweetness to hungry kisses Star gazing to cricket symphony......Read the rest...

... He brings light to the earth. He shines His light across the soul. With a gentle light, in colors we love, Reflecting mercy, inspiration, faith… Silent dreams, quiet hopes Prayers and p......Read the rest...

...Each walk to success Begins with a dreamt to kept And courage to act. ......Read the rest...

...Among the forests of ideas that get lost in dense fogs, On high cliffs, beliefs carved into the mountain's root, We stand bound by incantations, by formulas we recite like a litany, With hearts fu......Read the rest...

...Little Girl swings in the air, legs pumping, wind in hair the closest to flight she’ll ever be. freedom and fairytales whisper in her ears, telling her with each swing, she’ll be closer to the cl......Read the rest...

...baby elephants stay with their mothers their whole lives they follow them for miles, hiding in the maternal shade of large, floppy ears, perfect for listening to their cries. so why, mom, did ......Read the rest...

... Nervous I sat, waiting to be called. I wasn’t sure what it was he said, but it meant a lot to me. Then I realized, he was not talking to me. <>...Read the rest...

...I am running the last mile in my life, The age and tired feet have made my run to a limping walk, still, I walk and walk to the beacon of hope, Never let the pessimism take over the last straw ......Read the rest...

...The spider, a wicked web, does weave, But he doesn’t do this to deceive. He just wants a pleasant place to walk After putting on ev’ry shoe and sock.......Read the rest...

...Does it all matter? That I am gay, I am a lesbian? Does it all matter? that I am transgender, I am Intersexual? or rather Asexual? tell me, Why does it matter how I walk, How I dress, How ......Read the rest...

...An early breath of air fresh by the cusp of a rising sun up in the sky a gold coin shines bright, tinged in ruby red All of life is good when it is understood by the pilgrim who loves the pul......Read the rest...

... “Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, ......Read the rest...

...Listening to what the world is telling, what the bird chirps mean, and where the truth lies in the words of others Inspecting my thoughts and my actions through the day, did I succeed or did I......Read the rest...

...I walk miles for people that wouldnt take one step for me the hurt that this causes Is something you cant see Everytime they call on me I try to always be there but when I need someone they......Read the rest...

...Watched the graduation Of my nephew via Zoom, Along with many others From afar, I would assume. Heard the speeches, saw the march Of students, one by one And stuck with it until The final ......Read the rest...