Lamp Poems - Poems about Lamp

...See snow settle on windows. Chimneys gently, carefully, puff out smoke and I see irradiated lamp posts linking cable-lines across the street. Near a frozen wall of bricks and wires, I fly o......Read the rest...

...I sit up in my bed. The tiny reading lamp sends out searchlight rays in my dim-lit bedroom on this stormy night. Duggie the dachshund searches tenaciously behind my back, into my embroidered pi......Read the rest...

...Love is thy lamp through the night, A beacon glowing, ever bright. In deep shadows, it casts its glow, Guiding hearts where they should go. A lantern's flame, steadfast and true, It illuminates ......Read the rest...

... Tonight, the mystical moon languidly drifts in pallid glory while holding night court, clad in a golden silk sarong. Ruling her astral kingdom, amusing the stars with a story about a jumping......Read the rest...

...Lamp, a travel guides That light the darkness pathway This pave unsure road.......Read the rest...

...feeling each sensation, yet free from it ~ the lamp of God’s light, in our heart is lit......Read the rest...

... When she was a very young girl…she imagines from the moment she was born with her parents help she believed in all kinds things…like mermaids and unicorns. She believed lightning bugs were born......Read the rest...

...I am sorry, but you don’t understand me Ladies, I am sorry. I apologize for my behavior But that is correct. I needed you. Loved you. Be my muse and mentor and my life is yours. Gone Understa......Read the rest...

... The assigned unseen lamp hidden somewhere, someone kindles for you when you’re made to arrive. Unperceived, it creates reflective beam of contemplation, illumines the pathway of your destined......Read the rest...

... Can ya spare a little change? Purple pleaser, are you a teaser? I like to flatulate on the bench Where others have eaten their noonday lunch. I say, can you spare a little change? Cloud......Read the rest...

...Sometimes the information just stops It's all squared off, but it feels too little Perhaps we can't trust what we see Maybe everything is between the lines All I need for this image is stored alr......Read the rest...

...Hills & Crosses I hung myself on a cross To atone for my works An attempt on my soul To rid him off of his unwholesomeness To cut off the tree of transgressions, I continously ate of its f......Read the rest...

...It wasn’t the life she wanted. This life drained the light from her eyes, Turning them to deep gray circles, Her voice lost its tone, She lost herself. Mothering was not a part of the plan. She......Read the rest...

...Those practicing Tantra urge us to celebrate, albeit in an aspect of childlike trust and surrender, whilst Buddhists lay emphasis on emptiness, essentially negating play of aversion and desire an......Read the rest...

...stingrays want to play turtles under heat lamp bathe playful seahorses......Read the rest...