Dorotea
Pure and rose her libs smile,
her kiss's test of rare spices.
Silk vest, adorn her breasts,
where every puckish man dream to rest.
She is free like the wind,
like a butterfly journey, like bees making honey,
At the hills where she grow up and play.
Where her dreams are laughing all day.
At the sun shine, like a beautiful swine,
That bowed his head, with grace and shy.
Her eyes enchanted, is where her soul guise.
The Purity and beauty of life
poem by Luca Menin
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Children at Play, God is at coherent Display!
Life itself is a journey,
Enjoy it like kid,
Being a child with Children
Being one of them is Spirit
`Beingfulness,
Not look at the road and traffic only like a driver,
Know every inch of the route,
Just as kid enjoying nature around,
No hurry in reaching the destination,
Only enjoy beauty around,
Take sufficient time to learn,
Learning new things,
good and updated,
Learning and enjoying like a kid,
Healing all of Self in Essence,
`Happiness in heart and spreading it around..! ! !
Beauty of nature watched with clear vision and wide eyes,
Beauty of life around,
Appreciating whole heartedly,
Just absorb the beauty into heart,
Let it bloom like beautiful flower!
Find Joy in work,
Perform duties joyfully,
Completion of job will bring blissful satisfaction!
Children are flowers in God's garden,
They at innocent Play look beautiful, and thier smile shine the smile of the God,
their innocence is where one can learn philosophy of life,
Isn't it God
at coherent Display?
Journey in a journey,
Dream in a dream,
Is essence of a dream life,
It is your own, enjoy everything in righteous way,
Using brain and listening to heart,
Balance between,
Emotions and intelligence,
Great will be experience with kids, I one play with them like a kid!
We enjoy company of one another just like children in this journey unknown!
Never bothering about destination!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Rose For A Rose
A rose for a rose
That is all that I can say,
As I present, the flower to you.
You can look upon its beauty
As I have looked upon yours,
Now you know the turmoil I go through.
As the beauty of the rose,
I thought it second to none,
Until that day that we met.
Now to me the rose is just a flower,
And its aroma is but a scent,
And raindrops, are tears I have wept.
A rose for a rose,
A masterpiece for the painter,
That is what, I am giving you.
You may gaze upon this flower
You can close your eyes and wish
And now the rose is wishing upon you.
Your skin is that of silk
Your beauty is that of mine eyes,
And your soul is that of the free wind.
So now I present you the rose,
As a man presents GOD his soul,
And know you’ll know where I have been.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Funmilola
SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT YOU WILL WANT TO KEEP LOOKING AT HER, HER SMILE BRING SMILE TO EVERY LIPS.HER EYES WONT EVER MAKE HER WANT TO LIE.HER BEAUTY IS LIKE A ROSE IN FULL BLOOM, SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT WHEN OUR CREATOR THOUGHT OF BEAUTY HE SAW ONLY HER.SHE IS WONDERFULY MADE, GOD MADE HER SMILE OF THE SUNSHINE, AND HE MAOLDED HER HEART OF PURE GOLD, IN HER EYES HE PLACED BRIGHT SHINING STARS, IN HER CHEEKS FAIR ROSE YOU SEE.SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT IF A THOUSAND PAINTER WORK FOR A MILLION YEARS THEY COULD NOT CREATE A WORK OF ART AS BEAUTIFUL AS HER.SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS VIRGIN SAND, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS RAINBOW FULL OF COLOURS, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS STARS FILLED THE SKY, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS BLOOMING FLOWER.OH BEAUTIFUL HER NAME WAS CALLED, SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL, SHE SPEAK OF BEAUTY, SHE SLEEP IN BEAUTY, , SHE WALK IN BEAUTY, SHE LIVE IN BEAUTY.SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT THEIR IS NO FLOWER THAT CAN BE COMPARED TO HER BEAUTY, SHE IS REINCANATION OF AN ANGEL, FAIREST OF ALL, GODESS OF BEAUTIES, EXQUISITE BEAUTY LIKE SUNSHINE.
poem by Tijani Adebowale Destiny
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Nature's Rose
As the vast nature
blinds the eye by its beauty
the trees grow taller
the grasses grow greener
The animals grow more peaceful in their natural habitat
But none grow as beautiful as the red rose
As the red rose grows day by day
I walk by it desiring to pick it
Sitting and waiting for the petals to grow more mature
To grow and show off the beauty of the rose
Years go by and the rose is almost grown
This special rose is different from the rest.
Others grow, beautify, and die
While this one grows year after year
The blood of the rose is pure
as it flows up and through the beautiful flower
But the rose has not completed its growth
I run my hand down the body of the beautiful flower
Shedding my blood from the sharp thorns
I grasp the flower and thrust it from the ground
As my blood drips, the blood of the flowers does so too
The red of both mix and mature and fall to the ground dropp after drop
The smell of the flower overtakes the pain
This is Nature's Rose
My Mom
My Mom was like a perfect rose at springtime,
Pure and beautiful, and the petals perfectly formed,
And it's fragrance sweet and pleasing to the senses.
For the rose, as my mom, came into this world as a thing of beauty.
As time passed, the winds came into my mother's life,
For as life brings the rose, it also brings the winds.
The wind blows the petals off the rose and it is no longer new
And struggles through the wind to regain its strength and beauty.
Because the rose by God's design is a thing of splendor,
The petals grow back as the winds die down,
As did my mother, for her spirit was strong,
And she lived her life with a love that had no boundaries.
My Mom fought many winds with grace and strength,
Always with a smile and never to bring sadness to anyone,
For she could not bear to see anyone cry,
She was too full of love and life to let the wind touch her spirit.
Mom was my perfect rose; beautiful, warm, loving, and sweet.
She is safe from the winds now and lives in Heaven.
She will live on in my heart always,
And ease the strong wind that weakens me.
Someday the wind will be only a gentle breeze upon my face,
And I will know that she lives on in me forever.
I will know that my Mom is still with me,
Still beautiful and strong and loving.
She is safe now and so much stronger than the winds
The she so courageously endured.
And in that she taught me to believe, have faith, and to know
That I have the strength to endure the winds of my own sorrow.
I love you Mom, you are forever in my heart - you are forever.
poem by Sally DeSmet Trueblood
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My sweet surrender.....
like falling tears blew by the wind, seeds come to
create perfume of smell in the wonderful and beautiful
flower the eyes can capture
like the radiant arrow that hit the target of illusion of
dream, and as time swing the motion of the wind, the
ground kiss no more than to leave forever
make me the best of what you wish and create
the smooth super highway of lasting twist of what is
pleasing in your sight
water my emptiness and let the birds and butterfly
touch my sweet honey taste for the bees; wish to come
anytime of the day
now the nest patiently waited to hatch the eggs and
the rain is coming out to pour its fog, come my sweet
surrender of ripen juice of pure love and be with me
oh! apple of the eye, you may go and gone, but
remember that where ever i live my life; you twin my
Destiny.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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This 'Rose' Will Be Ever Beautiful!
'Rose' will be ever beautiful,
Until you prick her petals,
For the lust of your eyes,
Dont spray the aerosol of lust
Over my tender petals
Of your ever staring eyes
Enjoy my undeniable beauty,
At a far away distance from me
I'll be always gazing at you
If you keep a distance from me
Never try to touch my tenderness
I'm scared of buzz of bees like you
Never will I be giving you the honey
All that will be for ''my honey''
Soon he'll be breaking the shell
Of metamorphosis of his life for me
Beautiful(An Indians Thank You)
She was'nt Native American
but she was one true to the heart
loving all things
the only way she knew how she can
she has a soul that would shine
beautiful as a dandelion
in a field of dreams
flooting in a smoke of clouds
beautiful as all life that flourish
warmed by a summer's kiss
Standing in shadow's of lonely crowds
the Great Spirit walked beside her
there by her side they walked together
guided by the Holy Light
she lite the burning sun
that burned in the sky
she was the color's of every rainbow
blessed like the star's at night
Gentle as a Butterfly
becoming one with the beauty of nature
becoming one with Mother Earth
God guided her since birth
She has a Spirit of the Eagle
like Angel's, she spreads her wing's
soaring high in the heaven's
like a Eagle she would fly
beautiful word's like a bird that sing's
sweeter than a sound of a chime
blowing in the wind
pure as a desert flower that grow's again
Yeah, she's as beautiful
as the moon shining when it's full
keeping peace from falling apart
beautiful as a river that flow's
like The Holy Ghost
that cover's you when it snow's
She roam's free forever more
glittering like the sand
on a ocean shore
beautiful as a pedal
falling from her hand
silent as a willow weeping
like Lion's laying and sleeping
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Lonely Tear
I close my eyes and you are there
As you stand in front of me
I reach out my hand to hold you
As you have set my soul and mind free
You then give me a smile and then a kiss
And now my heart and soul is on fire
I tremble and shake with thoughts only of you
My heart is full of want and your desire.
You then close your eyes and walk towards me
We then kiss with both passion and need
You gave me what I want I gave you what you have
To each other our passions we will feed.
You then step away to show me who you are
I ravish you with my hands and eyes
I then caress your breasts and touch your lips
Once again I am a man deep inside.
You turn around just one more time
To prove to me that your the woman for me
I take a deep breath it explodes in my soul
My soul and mind of all other women is free.
You take me by the hand and lead me to our bed
We lay down together with you at my side
Your head is on my chest and my hands in your hair
My passion for you for this night I will not hide.
You then make me a man I can barely stand
I look at you as you are covered with silk and lace
We then kiss again you’re my lover and friend
As I can see the pleasure upon your face.
I open my eyes and now you are gone
And sadly it was a dream you are no longer here
I now forget the passion and the words I had spoke
Now I walk away alone, with one lonely tear.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Butterfly Fly
Fly little butterfly fly, for you are beauty and free.
Ever changing, ever transforming.
I am changing, I am forming, I am growing.
Like a butterfly so beautiful and yet so free.
Always changing, always transforming.
I am that butterfly, I am beautiful but yet I am not free.
Open the window, let me fly for I am not a child anymore.
You have helped transform this cocoon into a beautiful butterfly.
Set me free. For if not it will wider and die,
like a flower when it gets no water.
Let me wonder, let me live, let me learn from my mistakes.
Don’t let me wider, don’t let me die just set this butterfly free.
Open the window, unlock the door and no matter how far I go.
I will always be your baby, no matter how old I grow.
poem by Elizabeth Gaytan
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Wind Child Love Embracing
wind child still
I see your joy laughing eyes
wind child still
I see your warm eyes laughing
wind child still
I see your eyes green healing
wind child still
I see an emerald sea your eyes
wind child still
I see your soft dove brown eyes
wind child still
I see your fawn eyes new life running
wind child still
I see your dark black eyes blessing
wind child still
I see your soul dark passion eyes
wind child still
I see your love welcoming eyes
wind child still
I see your smile universe embracing
wind child still
I see your love of God’s creativity spreading
wind child still
I see stars in heaven smile in your soul eyes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Beautiful Night
Beautiful night, how the stars, they so clearly shine
And the joyful moon how it mirrors back my smile
Oh, beautiful night, you're good to a heart like mine
Oh, beautiful night, you've made this long road worthwhile
Beautiful night, glow of the city behind me
Smile, I, with my heart at peace and my mind at ease
Oh, beautiful night, tranquility sets me free
Oh, beautiful night, I dream of moments like these
Beautiful night and all seems so right with the world
Questions come later; decisions, future doth hold
Oh, beautiful night, for now I watch the sky twirl
Oh, beautiful night, I wait for light to behold
Yet, in the stillness of evening I dream these dreams
That the beauty of this night is all that it seems
poem by Danny Speicher
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You Made Me Feel So Beautiful
Your kiss, your embrace, the way you touched me
I still shiver with delight
You made me feel so beautiful
The way your eyes held me
A rare feeling, when reality was more beautiful than dreams
You made me feel so beautiful
Your soft caress
Like you're touching the wings of a butterfly
You made me feel so beautiful
You gave yourself to me
And ignited my fire
You made me feel so beautiful
We laughed and kissed, discovering we liked the same things
Its rare to find a kindred spirit, in life’s rushed living
You made me feel so beautiful
I wish we could just lock ourselves away
On a seashore, with no such thing as time
And explore the world between us
You made me feel so beautiful
poem by Anita Atina
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You Make Me Feel Beautiful
Your kiss, your embrace, the way you touched me
I still shiver with delight
You made me feel so beautiful
The way your eyes held me
A rare feeling, when reality was more beautiful than dreams
You made me feel so beautiful
Your soft caress
Like you're touching the wings of a butterfly
You made me feel so beautiful
You gave yourself to me
And ignited my fire
You made me feel so beautiful
We laughed and kissed, discovering we liked the same things
Its rare to find a kindred spirit, in life’s rushed living
You made me feel so beautiful
I wish we could just lock ourselves away
On a seashore, with no such thing as time
And explore the world between us
You made me feel so beautiful
poem by Brie Carter
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Little Butterfly (For Helen)
Little butterfly
You fly so softly
You flutter your wings twice
In the blink of an eye
And catch a nuance of the Summer breeze
Carrying you from the colts in the meadow
To your favorite Dogwood trees
You float up, the air tilts you
I admire your beauty as you fly near
Butterfly, you fly so softly
when you watch the children smile and play
You make my heart skip a beat
and then it settles down
and I feel blessed with serenity
With such unearthly grace and dignity
Butterfly, you fly so softly
I fall in love with you a thousand times
Then you smile at me
With your perfect pearly smile
and I wish I could change shape
and fly by your side
Butterfly, you fly so softly
I imagine your heartfelt hugs in flight
As you we fly toward the light
You land on my shoulder
and look up at me
I see love in your pretty brown eyes
Your spirit is always here with me I realize
and then you smile and twitch your wings
and fly but your love with us does ever stay
Butterfly, you fly so softly
With love that touches so many hearts
Your graceful love is never far
You’re still my beautiful star
and in dreams we share our lives
these humble earthly lives
and make the best of life as you showed us how
I know somehow you always send your kisses
And I know you would never would abandon me
Butterfly, you fly so softly
that sometimes my heart breaks when you're away
I wait on the bench in the garden for you
but you come and go too quickly
and the wait for your return feels forever
Butterfly, you fly so softly
How I know somehow we will share more moments
But I dare not say
For fear you will fly away
As you fly in and out of memory
I sometimes cry and pray
But end up smiling because of you
Your graceful magic is never broken
And because of your love, my heart shall not grow cold
© James T. Adair
poem by James T. Adair
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Bless Me With Those Eyes!
'A thing of beauty is a joy for ever'
Words of Keats one can forget never
What is beauty - beauty is where
One can enjoy here and there, every where!
Grecian urn a beautiful piece
Niagara falls a beautiful place
Silver streaks of water brings us peace
Hills and dales sure nature's grace!
Does beauty lie in the objects seen
Or lie in the eyes of the seer keen?
Beauty seen in the scorching Sun
Beauty felt in the biting cold
Beauty heard in the melody of birds
Beauty smelt in the fragrance of rose
Beauty tasted in the bitterness of neem
Beauty found sure in every mean(s) !
'Beauty is truth and truth beauty
That is all what ye know on earth
And what all ye need to know'
Words of Wisdom
From votary of beauty
And a devotee of Almighty!
Creator of noble beauty
Harbinger of peace and piety
Bless me with those eyes and mind
Beauty in ugliness that they can find!
Beauty of the mind and beauty of the soul
Sure makes one the wholesome whole!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Mystical Rose, Pray For Us!
O aptly named, Illustrious One!
Thou art that flower fair
That filled this vast and changeful world
With mystic perfume rare—
Shedding on all the balmy breath
Of countless virtues high,
Rising like fragrant odours rich,
To God’s far, beauteous sky.
Mystical Rose! O aptly named!
For, as ’mid brightest flowers
The lovely Rose unquestioned reigns
The Queen of Nature’s bowers,
So ’mid the daughters fair of Eve
Art thou the peerless One!
The chosen handmaid of the Lord!
The Mother of His Son!
Yes, He endowed thee with all gifts
Which could thy beauty grace;
And ne’er did sin, e’en for one hour,
Thy spotless soul deface,
For from the first thou had’st the power
God’s fav’ring love to win;
It was His will that thou should’st be
Conceived devoid of sin.
Oh, Mother dear, obtain for us
That we from evil flee;
Throughout this, fleeting life’s career
Mayst thou our model be!
Seek we to imitate the gifts
That thy pure soul adorn—
Sweet flower of beauty and of grace!
Fair Rose without a thorn!
poem by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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Children Of The Heart
Have you ever left?
Your childhood alone
Have you ever let?
Your childhood dreams go
I've never really known
The joys a child should know
I've never really seen
What it's like to just being a child
But in each of us there lies
A child breaking to be free
To learn life's mysteries
In child like dream
To run with friends and family
Free just like a breeze
To play in the fields
Of a childhood memory's
What is it really like?
To be a warrior of old
What is it really like?
To be innocent in ones life
What is it really like?
To be a hero in a child's dream
I sigh and often dream
What it would be like to be free
Free of all your burdens
In a child's innocent world
Of dreams
Can you explain to me?
What the mystery a child hold's
Why do we crave
Our childhood of old
I smile and think often
Deep inside my soul
There will always be a child
Bursting forth to be free
Just wanting to let go
There will always be a child
Wanting all their dreams
To fly into a world of fantasy's
And just being free
Smiling softly to myself
I close my eyes and dream
Of when I was a little girl
Reliving all my dreams
poem by Kaila George
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The Honey Bee and the Rose
The honey bee hovered over the rose
Waiting for it to bloom
Seeking its daily bread I suppose
Before the rose could adorn a room
A butterfly
Hang around nearby
Coordinating its next vector
For the leftover nectar
The honey bee took charge
When the rose stretched its petals to the sky
First in line before the barrage
A nosedive straight into the rose’s eye
A blue jay and a sparrow
Perched high upon a telephone wire
Sang their song of sorrow
As the scene below was catching fire
The honey bee forgot
About the crown of thorns
But the rose did not
A rose lives for the palace it adorns
How this story end everybody knows
You don’t mess around with a rose
The honey bee got itself into a Gordian knot
A minor sting is all that it got
poem by Alfred Ramos
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A girl of my dreams
I hold her in my dreams
Gaze deeply in her eyes
Which shine more beautiful
Than any stone known to man
She is my greatest distraction
I hold her in my thoughts
With a loves honest devotion
Admire her very nature
She is all I could ever ask for
Or all I could imagine
I hold her tightly in my heart
Never wishing to let go
To take seed of this passion
Nurture it tenderly
That it will grow and flower
To a thing of great beauty
I hold her in my dreams
Kiss those soft sweet lips
And in her eyes I see
The most beautiful of all
A girl of my dreams
poem by Matthew Holloway
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