Languorous Poems - Poems about Languorous

...Falling Asleep Roger White Languorous head caresses feathered pillow. Fatigued back and limbs repose on cushioned bed. Eyes finish the day’s tasks and rest b......Read the rest...

... Night, good friend, protection against the dangers of life It’s two o’clock, so nice this dark morning, inspired time The city is almost sleeping – a bit alert and languorous The nocturnal s......Read the rest...

...Nowadays I'm in the shattered sighs An insipid ink in the poetic realm Unable to express in words to words All green leaves lost in the abysmal thought No south breeze vibrates the finger's pen......Read the rest...

...THE WEIGHT OF OUR THOUGHTS Mind, the supreme gift to humankind is, Plentiful thoughts criss-crossing whiz; Enchanted spirits gliding high, Success triumph when almost nigh! Gratified the mi......Read the rest...

... (inhale) aim, undetermined ... what purpose do I serve? what is poetry’s primal essence?!? my words only cover pages that ghost the spaces of better intention ... that garland upon my bro......Read the rest...

..." Imagine a place where there is beauty, bliss and plentifulness for all. It is nothing short of utopia. Though we are far from realizing it, isn't it thrilling to imagine a version of the world diff......Read the rest...

...I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security, By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity. Days were spent perusing foreign material,......Read the rest...

...In the negative infinity between us, In the desolate field of wounded hearts, Where echoes of sorrow roll at night, We remained, separated from our slumbering dreams. Like two comets lost in the ......Read the rest...

...I was a happy, fluent linguist, fruitfully helping revive endangered languages, As colorful rainbows walk across the sky, in buttery hours, turned languorous. I enjoyed doing practical fieldwork,......Read the rest...

...*Secret love, two searching eyes* I The early morning's languorous mild sun Seemed jaded from a nightlong tiring jog, And liked dawn's dew-mixed mirth nor glee of smog, Nor some stray passin......Read the rest...

...languorous in heat cicada sings summer song distracted by bee......Read the rest...

...I was a professional, melodic dance instructor, at the flowery prime of the art, And I taught its various, elegant styles, sweet joy of valuable living to impart. The noble old classic styles wil......Read the rest...

...I was a professional landscaper, with passion for nature, and a green thumb, Like passions of smothering, dreamy nighttime, to which we gladly succumb. My work took me to many gardens, set in the......Read the rest...

...I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others, Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers. I was situated in mellowed sunshine, li......Read the rest...

...POETRY SOUP Oh, what an amazing place to convene and Empty one’s heart and soul, To invoke the spirit of Shaman and Revive a languorous muse Yearning re......Read the rest...