Allure Poems - Poems about Allure

...This scribble has nothing to do with the famous song of Simon and Garfunkel. It's just a story I invented. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I bought a cottage in the middle......Read the rest...

... Beneath the quarter moon’s pale glow, Gas lamps flicker, casting shadows below. Alleys whisper secrets, haunting and deep, Lost in memories, he wanders on lonely street. In the stillness of n......Read the rest...

...Awestruck in its grandeur, acquiescing to mystic of refulgence up high, Exalted I feel, lauding designs iridescent, upon sapphire blue sky; As I listen to birdsongs, reverberating missives of sensu......Read the rest...

... In shadows draped, my night empress does glide, Amidst the moonlit meadow’s misty sigh, Her raven locks, a midnight river’s tide, Flow ‘neath the moonbeam’s haunting silver sky. Her eyes, o......Read the rest...

...Taken from the chosen reality, have the locks of the celestial Edens gate been opened by the stained keys of a belladonna bloom, where the palate of its enchanting toxins have been sown as hells ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ in the quiet, a symphony begins to swell, notes unplayed, yet known so well. within the silence, the stillness sings, in the absence of sound, music takes wings.......Read the rest...

...Enraptured by the rhythm of your heartbeat, I am spellbound by your seductive allure, In your embrace, my senses fleet, Lost in our love so pure. Your touch ignites a fiery flame, Fingers tracing......Read the rest...

...For what it's worth, You had me, For what it's worth, I can see. My love was not enough. Not quite the right stuff. Marooned at sea, a soul afloat, Drifting out with dwindling hope. Shim......Read the rest...

...The Raven and the Bard -Daniel Henry Rodgers The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night, Its haunting words, a melody of fright. The Bard......Read the rest...

...Even now, she could recall the intoxicating ecstasy that consumed her as the blade bit and tore. A perverse mix of terror and dominance, an unholy sacrament enacted to satisfy depravities that should......Read the rest...

... "I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings The sparkling dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with color, spreads the sunburst tinges......Read the rest...

... As the early summer air ripples in my meadow, I see the dance of dulcet patina on dainty petals, unfurling with the touch of the dawn’s spectrum the elegant lilies with the gleam of sapphir......Read the rest...

... As the early summer air ripples in my meadow, I see the dance of dulcet patina on dainty petals, unfurling with the touch of the dawn’s spectrum the elegant lilies with the gleam of sapphir......Read the rest...

...My days are dreary as if I am left in a torturous desert yearning for an oasis, my nights sleepless... the brightest stars forgot to shine for me, My love, I count every moment for you to come bac......Read the rest...

...I was beguiled; you were then a flower child; veiled in Cyclamen opus of allure; siren to men. I stared, unsure; unabashed, you smiled, our thoughts, impure.......Read the rest...