Waterfall Poems - Poems about Waterfall

...Portal to land of the fey Opens up in unicorn bay The horses there all have a horn Because each one is a beautiful unicorn There are rainbows too, and a waterfall We love being there, land of ......Read the rest...

...The locked poem of my heart When unbound by its chains Will reveal it's frozen secrets Thaw them out again All that can be mustered Of this broken and abused soul If I bestow this gift P......Read the rest...

...The whistling kettle calls to me. Telling me it's time for tea I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf As I try to decide what to have for myself What flavor of brew should I steep into my cup? ......Read the rest...

... Jeweled waterfall rushing down the mountain wall Green valleys below ......Read the rest...

...How did I get this bad? That's all that runs through my mind as a blade comes in contact with my skin. All my happy childhood memories cross my mind as shameful tears pour down my face like a water......Read the rest...

...Splices and splashes in the spring of daylight, sprinkle of treacle tranquillises mind sweet. Don’t get me wrong even the greenery is key, gentle is sound stream has bought me full ease Rest ass......Read the rest...

...Ascension of our Almighty Blessings blissful and bountiful Christ came and conquered our sins Domain dances everyday Embrace His eternal love Forever families as flowers in God's garden Gre......Read the rest...

...It’s got to be routinish, I presume The sun was glinting on the captain's polished rudder The banks of Avon, clenched in gorgeous summer bloom Spread silence, with its permanent cicadas We've rea......Read the rest...

...frosty ears again a wanton dream was it something you heard a butterfly's flight a ladies eyes a mirror is a motherlode waterfall keeps on giving a scheme like petrified wine a golden cup dup......Read the rest...

...I’ve always wondered why people enjoy sunsets more than sunrises, I thinks it’s the same way people prefer the novelties of life, I reference myself to sunsets, I’m beautiful when gone and I shine th......Read the rest...

...The tulips are too excitable, it is Winter here. —Sylvia Plath (Tulips) Like Tulip-beds of different shape and dyes, bending beneath the invisible west-wind’s sighs. —Thomas M......Read the rest...

...Colors drop, intermingle, and pop; A waterfall of prismatic raindrops; A downpour of prismatic raindrops bring focus to a filmy mosaic; See clearly a complicated mosaic brushe......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If I held the power of speech, silence is never The silent ones, ......Read the rest...

...I was walking into a garden  That resembles the Eden. With flowers and fruits  hanging by the grooves. I looked to my right, a pond with ducks hanging by the side. They wiggled around their hut......Read the rest...

... “A lover asked his beloved, Do you love yourself more than you love me? Beloved replied, I have died to myself and I live for you. I've disappeared from myself and my attributes, I am present o......Read the rest...