It is so dear!
The smoothness of it attacks them pleasantly,
It blooms slowly as the flowers that emit fragrance,
The shine of the borrowed light from the moon,
Gradually transferred to their already beautiful faces,
Neither her beauty nor his performance attract them,
What kind of bond that defines this pure affection,
Not the ionic to get separated by the passing current,
Their love is not over saturated to form the boring crystals,
They do not have the own identity with inert feelings,
They are too nascent when they are near,
They are dear to each other now and ever.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Beauty is a boring thing
Beauty is a boring thing
The silly standard to be called beautiful
Thousand typical pretty faces walking in front of me
Looks good but no more than that
The instant road to attract shallow people
It sounds pretty but nothing special to be looked at
From logical to crazy treatment to enhance your beauty
I know it is hard work to follow the fashion
But if you don’t feel happy, what is the point it could be?
Beauty is just a relative thing that certainly adored
But for me beauty is a boring thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Beauty Of Love!
Beauty reflects in the behaviour and performance;
Beauty lives in loving care, kind words, gentle act;
Outward love is the index of inner beauty of soul!
Beauty thrives on art, music and poetry forever;
Natural beauty reflects the beauty of God ever;
Beautiful music reflects voice of God beautiful!
Beauty, music and love are where heaven exists
Making life ever enjoyable to live on the Earth with
Colourful Sky, birds and flowers as back ground!
Morning Sunrise with birds singing to wake one
The day begins with beauty and joy to see again
Beautiful happenings of day's work to satisfaction!
Evening Moon-rise preceding Stars in the night Sky
Twinkling as diamond jewels is beauty eternal to peace!
poem by Ramesh T A
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What's love?
Love is beautiful,
Love is sweet.
Love's a magic that happens,
When two people meet.
Love is like honey,
Sweet and pure.
Which gives so much joy,
That's hard to endure.
Love is a blossom,
Which slowly blooms,
And spreads its fragrance,
Displays its colourful plumes.
Love is breeze,
Which caresses you.
Silently and suddenly,
It flows around you.
Love is a butterfly,
That flutters its beauty,
And makes your heart fly,
With love beyond capacity.
Love is a chocolate,
Intoxicatingly flavoured,
That melts in your mouth,
As the taste is savoured.
Love is a waterfall,
That breaks into spray,
And creates a rainbow,
When caught by a sun-ray.
Love is a dream,
Love is an emotion,
Love is life's,
most prized possession.
poem by Dipti Date Gokhale
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Same coin
I wondered and gazed through window
Nature’s wonder appeared in the form of rainbow
Countless thoughts just crossed the mind
How many wonders one can see and find?
Rain just stopped making sky so deep and dark
Calm prevail at night with solitary dog’s bark
What a lovely scene one could see and rejoice?
Bow head in respect with speechless voice
Slowly emerges the disappearance of dark soon
Silver rays come out with glitter from the face of moon
Seems it is beautiful lady waiting for somebody
One can easily notice anxiety with movement of body
Lovely beauty reflecting in her nightwear
Nature too reflects glory and simply bear
Stars too shine with smile and little twinkle
Wind blows slowly making little sound and smile
Such coincidence rarely be seen or exist
Invitation from beautiful lady remains and insists
Acceptance of love and simple recognition
Not providing excuses for any ignition
Nature may not remain cruel for long
Emergence of day light with sweet song
One can’t remain aloof and go wrong
We got to be a part and go along
Nature never deserts or leaves you alone
With calm weather or powerful cyclone
Beauty and nature two represent same side
Affection, kind heart and spectrum so wide
We can’t be indifferent to nature and beauty
Respect and preference should always be our duty
It is no secret that beauty and nature move together
One should not think unnecessarily and bother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Borrowed
borrowed shirts, borrowed shoes,
borrowed books, borrowed thoughts,
borrowed bed, borrowed lover,
borrowed dreams, borrowed salt.
borrowed children, borrowed mothers,
borrowed study, borrowed lives.
borrowed God, borrowed heaven,
borrowed killers with borrowed knives.
borrowed flags, borrowed lies,
borrowed virtue, borrowed freedom.
borrowed bombs, borrowed bullets,
borrowed puppets, borrowed kingdoms.
borrowed soup bowls, borrowed numbers,
borrowed tents, borrowed bridge.
borrowed hope, borrowed survival,
borrowed till it's sacrilige!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Tulip And The Passer By
In a flower pot of love lives a beautiful tulip plant,
And then was the passer by with words to attract it;
For, it was just like a passing glance and the sense of love,
And they were both attracted to each other.
The tulip was so beautiful to be touched,
And so nice to smell its aroma;
For its aroma fumes the iar around it.
The passer by was attracted to it like a magnent and,
He was touched by the fragrance of this tulip;
And love was the key for him to touch this tulip.
Of the passer by and the tulip,
Of the sense of humour to attract both of them;
But it was just a passing glance for the passer by,
And true love did crown the day for both of them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Truth Always Touch
Truth always touch the heart
As it is God gift and natural art
Its fragrance emanate from beautiful flowers
After the rain had lashed the ground with shower
What does it make when mix with clay?
Land smile with joy and happily play
Mix with its forceful flow in anticipation
Start of new day with new bond and relation
What a scene to observe and enjoy?
Complete green as if new baby with toy!
Even blind man can smell its freshness
Truth has power to show it in any case
It is selfless sacrifice
Stuffed with full of promises
It will never die or fade
We shall respect it and never trade
Thy blessings seen on in each flower
Original color to be had with fewer
Rose, pink and blue attract near
Where does stand then the fear?
Close the gap and long for embrace
Bring the shine on beautiful face
Step out to watch for beautiful scenery
Divine love art blessed by almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Light Of Pure Life
Went to a shop to look at crystal lamps when my
eyes were caught by crystal lace fabrics perfect
for creating the beautiful gown I always dream
of, formed when I walk in the sea splashing
with my feet till sprays of crystal drops
cover me in silver white layers
I wondered how to make a dress from liquid crystal
to shimmer and shine wherever I went, now having
found the perfect crystal lace my dream is fulfilled –
though my book on Secret Tools for Six-Sensory
Living recommends seeking psychic healing
through the power of crystals
as the only dream worth cherishing; but a crystal
dress seems more attractive to me than people
who try to sell the psychic power of crystals -
only charlatans use these devices - I love
New Age ideas but without evidence of
their success, crystals remain
enchanting symbols representing the beauty,
clarity and light of pure life…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Early Morning, The
morn
things burst
from within me
the ocean wave
the cries of seagulls
sweep of vapours
those few twinkling stars
and the shiny planet
that slowly loses itself
in the glare of daylight
in me a flower blooms
the day that slowly dawns
light inches itself into me
the way the petals slowly
spread themselves out
welcoming each day
gracing it with such beauty
each of my acts i make sure
would make the day worth it
my heart slowly blooms
like the roses every new day
every mistake, a sting on the petal
by an unwelcomed ant
inspired by
Early Morning, The
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.
My brother, good morning: my sister, good night.
Hilaire Belloc
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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There is no ice that will never melt
There is no ice that will never melt
Slowly, gradually
Though freeze to sleep forever
Or not be moved by emotion
Slowly, gradually
It’s not needed fire arms
It’s not needed the right law
Only time
Slowly, gradually
The cold drips in my hands
Like a burning candle
Like a bleeding body
Gone into puddle
There is no ice that will never melt
Slowly, gradually
Will it be a thin hope
Or silent word
Slowly, gradually
It’s not needed genius mind
It’s not needed global warning
Only time
Slowly, gradually
The crystal vanishes in my hands
Like a crying stone
Like a dying swan
Gone into water
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Deeply And Truly
The moon is shining brightly and the sky is looking so beautiful. Staring at the stars makes me feel so peaceful. The beauty of the night is best seen when it is really dark since that is when I feel the least scared. Nothing is to fear, nothing at all.
So much love is in my heart and the feelings are truly pure. Love, pure love is filled within my soul as when I love, I love deeply and truly.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Seethala Group Sail with Shafeeka Jude 2011
Glad Our Paths Crossed
My dearest friend oh would you ever, ever understand…
That when you stretched your kind, loving and gentle hand
A bond did blossom with a fragrance I cant quite comprehend,
When your companionship you did unconditionally lend.
Into my heart in you came with all that I, was so much in need..
To walk along with me through this land of many a doubt..
A kind hearing you gave and I never felt alone and never out..
Our hearts touched a gift from God that we can never compare
The hours so precious we shared on skype made me feel you care
Now our story will grow with a beauty with every passing hour..
Our conversation always ends with hopes, for a fragrance to flower!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Beautiful Woman!
Beautiful like fresh flower,
Beautiful with rainbows in eyes,
Beautiful with shyness and smile,
beautiful woman!
Beautiful are the star like eyes
Deeper than deepest ocean,
Ocean of feelings and love,
Beautiful is that motherly heart!
Beautiful woman thy beauty is thy compassion,
Thy beauty is in patience and knowledge,
Thy beauty lies in flowerless lips with precious smile,
Beautiful woman, most abstract beauty,
Not that beauty felt by eyes
Nor that skin or hair,
Not that grace or style, beautiful woman,
you are the beauty!
Beautiful woman!
thy beauty shines
Moon in star studded sky,
Thy beauty flashes with every turn of your neck to the call of child,
like plant swing with
perfumed flower in the garden
When that beauty of heart beautifully expressed!
Where her beauty lies,
Is it in her body or mind,
Or is it in her heart soft and kind?
Who wants to get stick or bind,
That's why women race fast leaving wondering men behind!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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At a High Ceremony
Not the proudest damsel here
Looks so well as doth my dear.
All the borrowed light of dress
Outshining not her loveliness,
A loveliness not born of art,
But growing outwards from her heart,
Illuminating all her face,
And filling all her form with grace.
Said I, of dress the borrowed light
Could rival not her beauty bright?
Yet, looking round, `tis truth to tell,
No damsel here is dressed so well.
Only in them the dress one sees,
Because more greatly it doth please
Than any other charm that's theirs,
Than all their manners, all their airs.
But dress in her, although indeed
It perfect be, we do not heed,
Because the face, the form, the air
Are all so gentle and so rare.
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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Remembrance Recreates (Revised)
I imagine early morning light
in softly golden-hues, millions
of baby rainbows in the sun-
light's glow, flowers dampened
with freshest dew just so - and
fragrance of blooms awakening
sweet memories, mornings where
we lived in glorious belief of our
youth that we were life itself -
now we know life briefly graced
our form with energy, we droop
at sunset, yet continue life in our
heads, repeating every joyous
feeling as often as we like, the
mind can never be stopped
remembrance recreates all
Worlds and feelings lost…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Beauty is
Beauty is…
Beauty is a bond
A bond like no other
Working together
Always there for each other
The love in one’s eye
Together as one
Calm and collected
Always affective
Forever loved
The beauty doves
Also to have fun
And pure love
Beauty is the partnership of Horse and Rider……
poem by Kerstin Allen
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Beauty Finds Truth In Beauty
Beauty finds beauty in beauty,
Narrowness is barred there to peep,
Conventions’ scales, cry in Time’s ashes,
Incarnated Beauty disobeys spectacles,
The packed eye sights bar out cataracts.
Biased walls of collected customs, over ruled,
Stationed liberty executes the truth.
You artist get transferred into the truth,
Beauty flowers your garden mouth.
The forms with their identity’s names,
Are prism –dropped, rays of the source same.
You plasma monitors the reflection of the two,
‘Beauty is truth, truth beauty’, -save are you who?
poem by Ray Subrata Ray
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‘The Moon’ (a Parody of ‘The Sea’ by Natividad Marquez)
Why does the moon smile, mother
as it blooms above the sky.
Because the moon loves to observe, my dear
Those buddies passing by.
Why does the moon blanch, mother
As if someone disappeared?
He is saddened by the envious clouds
Because he is sheltered.
Why is the moon so bright, mother
As if it is just five kilometers at sight?
Because he wants hurl our anxious night
By shedding his formidable light.
poem by Borgjie Distura
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Pegusus Moon
Pegusus Moon
Beauty in the sky
Such a tranquil moment
Pure beauty memorized
In these eyes of mine
Longing pleasure
The Pegusus Moon shines,
So brightly onto me
Such a beautiful moment
Overwhelmed beyond belief
Pegusus Moon
Has just graced me
With her beautiful beams of light
Pegusus Moon
Beauty in these eyes of mine
poem by James Darwin Smith II
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Forever
Your smile glows like the beautiful night sky.
I'm thirsty for your love my hearts starting to run dry.
Your eyes shine like the brightest star.
Money couldn't buy everything that you are.
You're the light in the day you're the moon in the night.
You're in my future that's why it's looking so bright.
I love laying beside you and saying goodnight.
But nothing feels better the starting your day off right.
Saying goodmorning and kissing you on the cheek.
You run thru my mind every second of every week.
You aren't just beautiful you're smart and sweet as could be.
Yet you're the closest thing to perfect and you still love me.
I don't care about the past I'm living for the future.
I'm trying to mend our relationship we need a doctor and a suture.
Once the wound heals we will grow forever more.
And this bond that we have will never be torn.
The love slowly died but now is reborn.
poem by David duckworth
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