Woos Poems - Poems about Woos

...Sri Lal Crows i. I come from nowhere, and I have nowhere to go, I tell the crow perched on a low neem branch beyond the Periyar River. He agrees. He and I are free. We speak the sam......Read the rest...

...When twilight woos me to that enchanted hour when my eyes grow weary and heavy with sleep I’ll dream of You, Lord, and a thousand tomorrows for only in You will my restless soul keep. In he......Read the rest...

... I fell in love with a Drunken Poet When with light My Grail He fills Lyrical Creativity intercourse with pen and paper spill With Rhymes and reasons salutations Filled so full, Colorful My i......Read the rest...

...City hub on wings apogee of ultra bright fire within urban comet tangerine signpost to future halcyon spot amidst buoyant step onrush Bouncy castle perk spurs avid market stall pitch bargai......Read the rest...

...we ask for his word although he is wayward it matters not to us if his actions are untoward the play is enacted in as is ordained love woos love till love is ingrained......Read the rest...

...Moments before lower mind drifts into sleep, awareness self-aware, in the vast bardo, sans identity, as pristine soul presence, woos the universe to infuse magnetism within our childlike heart, ......Read the rest...

...embrace of space caress of silence woos us to awake from deep trance that we sing a verse inspired by the universe to do so requires that ego identity shorn we become twice born becoming t......Read the rest...

...The Love of God which woos my soul An upwards gaze, eternal goal His love breaks forth at break of day The light of l......Read the rest...

...Towards love we will go to where it is soft to touch the perch on which he lays his heart perhaps I'll meet him in the Holy loft up on that place where lovers never part Beside his soul I'll ......Read the rest...

...A lot I could say about my bookshelf: In a way like my half-understood self. A first-time user should seek my half help Against a blind book search and its yelp! Supports the cruel weight of th......Read the rest...

...I hear the wild wind whistling through the willows, a wily, wanton wind with wicked ways, It wails and writhes and wrestles with the windows, And......Read the rest...

...The sun is illustrated in pastel hues washed in a watery light Mild is the air in my mouth Standing at the roadside of a flock of honking family vehicles I wonder if they are going to church ......Read the rest...

...I bought a Martha Stewart pan and liked it very well now for my cooking needs I have ten or twelve I used to drive a big old Ford Galaxy it was colored brown now I have a green Chevy truck to get ......Read the rest...

...Sing me a song about September. She warms me like a blanket. She fits me like a glove. Sing me a song about September. She flies in gently like a dove, offering cool-downs for heated souls. ......Read the rest...

..."The sounds of Earth is the music of my soul." Narcissus woos a butterfly; waves strong, Genteel stages filled pages; memoirs sound, Earth graces life faces, pleased heaven bound, W......Read the rest...