Posts Tagged ‘poem’

Nightfall

Darkness shrouds the mind As the eyes shut down Soft howling of the wind Yet the rain begins to pound Gentle rocking lullaby Carried by the breeze Weary without a sigh Slumber begins a medley.

Evening Moon

As the sun retreats Into the night chamber, The moon sits Upon the cerulean ether. The cool evening air Left my skin tingling. I marvel and stare At this beauty in gloaming.

Paper ring

A token of love From a heart as pure As a white dove With eyes of azure. A love so fragile With much tenderness. A candle that kindle In the night of restlessness. A ring of paper Against the test of time. Though words may fade into a whisper Our memories will always be in [...]

Simple Feeling

I saw her gazing From across the golden field Smile so alluring My heart went racing Thoughts running wild in my mind Wind gently breezing We reached each other The moment felt eternal It was that simple.

First Love

It felt really nice A desire so keen Like the green tea shave ice With sweet red beans It was love at first sight Or was it first bite? It was definitely a delight Looking back in hindsight.

That Girl

Love doesn’t come easy There bound to be one Who will make you go all squishy And your heart beats more often Who is she? The girl whom you so often think about Daily, nightly and ever so rightly She’d be the one you can’t live without.

Breathless

When you whisper my name Gently into my ear, You set my heart aflame Leaving me breathless, my dear. You are a good friend, How I long to be more. For you are truly godsend, Mon cherie amour.

Rain is cool

I think the rain is cool, It’s a sign of abundance, Representing love so true, And so, I’m gonna enjoy these moments.

Blame it on the weather

I was having lunch and it started drizzling, and soon poured. I was bored and started posting on facebook and this was the result. I’ve modified and added some parts to it. The weather is still fickle, Unsure if it should shine, Or should it trickle? I’ll have another pint! Have a tankard, my man! [...]

Losers are red

Here’s a twisted love poem that just came to my mind, just for the fun of it Losers are red Violence is blue Revenge maybe sweet But the winner is dead.