Portrait Poems - Poems about Portrait

...Reach, the heavens blue sky fall beneath thou journey unforeseen story The soul thriving everyday survivor breathe we pertain the endurance to live Soul of mankind reality I exist only beat......Read the rest...

...Fantastic landscape, beautiful mountains and valleys, dark blue everything. Wonderful sparkling rivers, oh this is the Hell! The Hell! My new home, my new world, a new life. The new Life! I will com......Read the rest...

...A portrait of a perfect house with flaken gold . An image by a renaissance man talant without a family. The inevitable imagination creates a story yet it could never picture a home, merely a tale......Read the rest...

...What is that noise blasting out from my heart It sounds like thunder, reminding me of our love when we are apart I feel your presence even when you are not next to me My mind contains your vision,......Read the rest...

... Eventide drizzle, dainty ballerina dances with tinsels of molten rainbow, captured by twilight transient, descends with rhythm of cosmic ballet at the ebony edge of the onyx night, ......Read the rest...

...You're the canvas of my dreams Where my aspirations are painted bright With colors that fades not with time But shine through the darkest night. You're the very surface Where my legacy is etch......Read the rest...

... "I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."   E.E. Cummings Amber hues kissed twilight's platinum pigments that night, beckoning ivory pearls to weave patter......Read the rest...

...Love is a passionate portrait painted with the heart Burnished brush strokes are a cherished work of art when friendship blossoms as buds bloom into flowers and romance reigns with caresses in gar......Read the rest...

...“The mind is an auto-camera. Its pictures are the window to our personality.” -Quote by Poet If only you knew the power of the mind, You would daily activate its use, You would......Read the rest...

...Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened When a boy, I wanted to be as tall as my father (he passed away October seventh two thousand and twenty linkedin to congestive heart failure), who ......Read the rest...

... In this kingdom of fragmented gates, I'm frustrated in being chained in a glass mansion. The world is trying to change me, forsaking my 'chess of life' into ruins. I yearn to soar like an uncon......Read the rest...

...In the tremble of the evening and the rustle of the unfinished letter, My aged hand, shrouded in the mist of memories, writes the last farewell, Under the blue cloak of celestial silence, waiting f......Read the rest...

...Affirmation without discipline is the beginning of delusion - Jim Rohn Without meaning, your mind may portray delusion, so some search for answers to end this illusion. Is it that simple to cle......Read the rest...

...Written: May 09, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A diaphanous shroud on my cranium. It's worn down to the cram It's a reprieve from my madness. & now I clench my ......Read the rest...

... Your onyx hair curled and cascaded wild, some swirled in the stream of craving squall, some laced the lilting lattice of lust on your forehead of ivory canvas, carving contours of evanesce......Read the rest...