A small sampan boat ,with a man so very wise . Crosses a river With blues and whites that shimmer. Brilliant diomonds scattered in the sky . A sea eagle crosses his path ,with feathers so bright. As time flows gently drifting by .
In the realm of dreams, Pretty poetry, Words crystal clear, She read them so perfectly, When she awakes , The Memories fade A distant whisper remains, And her search begins .
A gentle spiral Shades of blue and pastel pinks White rose petals Mesmerising in the soft breeze At the heart A graceful dancer Whirling in prayer A beautiful soul In celestial motion Gaze held on the beloved
Love is like diomonds shimmering in the light. A lusta so pure a beatifull and rare sight . But it can also cut deep like ice Leaving scars along the way ,we somtimes hide . But remember we are the diomonds. We hold the light A inner radiance we carry inside .
A crisp winters day. Pale blue moon . Sun shines white. As an icy breeze, chills the face. Snow settles on the frozen sea A rose gently laid on a bench. A beautiful deep red . For the love they shared.
In twilight's glow A gentle light A lake serene A pair of swans Glide side by side In beatifull grace Their Love reflects in waters deep A beautiful bond complete
I would love a beautiful garden I can go to when I sleep. A pretty garden I can allways find. A beautiful bird of paradise I'll love. . A trellis of wild red roses to remember my dad . Pure white orchids only my mum could grow . A glisten of snow drops with a dusting of snow . Painted butterflys that come alive All in a purfume scent so devine . And every time I remember their love . My garden grows .
When darkness sets In the world of dreams The unconscious stirs Where nightmares loom And shadows grow Fears come alive ,with no control Where do the nightmares go ?
In the stillness of midnight When night and day collide. I go within. Where shadows stir. And time blurs. A traquil stillness. To mend the mind And soothe the soul .
Painting a scene Light violet and purple flowers in spring A hint of lavender mist Light blue sky's, a touch of serene Crisp white clouds A tint of white Each brushstroke a traquil peace
Twilight night Sapphire sky A chill in the air A snow moon Piercing bright Moon path on the water A lace of light Nature's beauty captivating her Upon a ethereal shore
Magestic eagles A mesmerising dance In the sky's above Drawn together They cling to each othet Twists and turns In haunting glides In perfect sync In fleeting feats of grace
In the sharp ice of winter. Frosted red roses and pastel pinks. A towering oak tree stands steadfast and wide. With a heart and arrow carved inside. But the initials have faded away . But the heart endured the wind and rain . Through mist and frost the memories remain . Echos of past . Where winters sings . And love still remains .
A undying love Beatifull and very sweet . As deep as a ocean. As bright as a star . Two burning hearts that beat . Transcends time and space by far. Death does not keep them apart. A unbreakable bond . That can be felt, not just seen. Near and far .
The ocean in peaceful shades of blue . Magical ,mysterious, enchanting. A soft ripple spreads far. Cool to the touch. It cleanses the soul. In depths of calm . Where ocean waves echo. A beautiful sound
I was very lost in London. But I knew my destination. I was not familiar. With Londons busy vibration.
Panic attacks arisen. The train platform I had to find . It was like the universe conspired to hide. To keep it hidden from my mind. A man with shopping bags I asked . Stepped up with no hesitation. We went around in many circles. It had become a bewildering mission. In the end we found it hidden. The only platform with no number. I then shook his hand with great affection. This man with the kindest heart ❤️. And beautiful spirit .