In selfless hearts,
love's light will glow,  
as a gentle touch
or pleasant hello.
With open arms,
sharing grace,  
in every smile,
a friendly embrace.  
No strings to bind,
no chains to hold,  
just a warmth that’s pure,
like a touch of gold.  
In every soul,
its presence we find,  
an Agape love
unbiased and kind.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Moments past engraved in our minds,
Experiences that shape who we are defined.
Memories, the essence of our very beings,
Orchestrating symphonies and our feelings.
Revealing the stories that make us whole,
Inviting us to cherish and honour the toll.
Embracing before to empower the present,
Shaping history and a legacy of events.

©️Lizzie Bevis

I'm on the edge,
I feel it start to fray,  
and a whisper of patience
is lost to disarray.  
With each passing second,
grows a mounting refrain  
and in this fractured calm
lingers a silent pain.
Like a tightrope of tension
my last nerve is stretched,
will it finally give way
or take the strain?

©️Lizzie Bevis

On quiet evenings, I close my eyes,  
reflecting on the warmth of the day.
I look far across the sun-kissed
golden wheat fields,  
watching the ears of grain softly sway.
I remember whispering to the gentle breeze,  
of all my love and how much I miss you,
whilst hoping that somehow
you could hear me too.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Each tear a whisper  
of what might have been,  
as memories re-emerge  
from the depths of my mind.  
I replay each broken moment,  
searching for a way  
to hold you close,  
but in love's echo,  
I’m lost to grief.  

©️Lizzie Bevis

In binary code,  
the logic flows,  
as patterns of zeros
and ones in rows.
Gradient descent,  
fine-tunes the art,  
adjusting its core,  
reviews from the start.
The errors are managed,  
the insights spin,  
as the machine grows wise,
and an algorithm begins.

©️Lizzie Bevis

A restless mind
in the still of night  
burdens my heavy head
on the softest pillow.
As for sleep,
I’ll surrender the fight;  
Instead, I lie awake,  
embracing creativity
in the all-too-quiet,  
weaving my poetry.  

©️Lizzie Bevis

Under a starry night, our fateful hearts meet,
and for what we call a rose, we know,  
by any other words would smell as sweet,  
yet love, like blooms, can flourish and grow.  

Parting is such sweet sorrow, I concede
and in the ache, our hearts grow ‘ever bold;  
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,  
my love is deep; The more I give, tenfold.  

Let us adore what we hold so dear,  
and not waste love on those who do not see,  
for every kiss, a promise lingers near,  
when you kiss by the book, with perfect harmony.  

And in every whispered word, our union is divine,  
as our tragic lips meet and our fates align.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Discouraged as worries creep,  
this woeful spirit starts to crumble,  
and a heavy heart quietly weeps.  
Time waits for no one; it slips away,  
like grains of hourglass sand.

Yet resilience whispers softly,  
“Take my hand.”  
Through tangled thoughts,
rooted sorrows and belief
We’ll find our way out of this.

©️Lizzie Bevis

In shadows cast by twilight's sigh,  
where whispers of my past float by,  
a gentle weight, like autumn’s breath,  
wraps my heart in thoughts of death.

My world is adorned in muted hues,  
a canvas stained with wistful blues,
and memories that age into fading ghosts,  
leaving a tender heart that longs the most.  

Beneath the weight of my silent nights,  
is a hope that fades with morning light,  
and a fragile thread of joy may gleam,  
yet drifts away like a distant dream.  

The laughter is lost and my smiles deferred,  
in every happy word that is left unheard,  
this quiet storm over my tranquil sea
Melancholia, you are yet to comfort me.  

©️Lizzie Bevis

In this gloom-filled cast,
conscience is awoken,  
to shattered trust
and hearts now broken.
  
With whispered sighs,
seeking to mend,  
to heal the rift  
and be a friend.

Seeking forgiveness,
bridging the divide
to plead, to beg
to swallow pride.

For love’s own sake.  

©️Lizzie Bevis

In life’s swift current,  
we shared a glance,  
as fleeting souls
in a silent dance,
both rushing along
busy city pavements.

A smile exchanged,  
a moment's grace,  
for a brief second
your gaze met my face
and we became  
more than strangers.  

©️Lizzie Bevis

Through soft whispers,  
the years unfold,  
I share my stories  
with the young and old.  
Silver hair glistens
and laughter leaves its trace,  
each line defining its glory,  
as a new wrinkle on my face.  

With my wisdom rising,  
comes a rite to fear,  
as time’s gentle hand,  
is always near.  
Guiding me onward,  
as I gracefully age,  
embracing my life's journey,  
as I turn my last page.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Oh sweet Cupid,
with wings so light,  
he found me alone,
lost in thought's plight.  
My musings were clear,
and in playful sway,  
He aimed with a grin,
then took aim to play.  

That arrow flew swift,
its aim was true,  
and with a single strike,
my heart he pierced through.  
He stole my breath gently,
in love's sweet embrace,  
In that moment, I fell,
lost to passion's grace.

Now my heart sings,
it beats a new tune
and...
       I have
             fallen
                 head
                        over
                              heals
                            ­        In love
                                            with
                                                   you.❤

©️Lizzie Bevis

Tell me about the dreams
that brightened your days
and the vibrant colours
that met your contented gaze;
Share moments of reflection
that linger and sway,
casting shadows of thought
that refuse to decay.  

Take me there with you,
I beg, never to part,  
as I crave the broken fragments
tucked deep inside your heart,
hidden away and locked up tight,
I long to explore
what is concealed from sight.  

You hold my attention
with a courage so bold,  
As you share tales of joy,
and of sorrows untold.  
I’ll sit here in silence,
my heart open wide,  
ready to hear every truth
you bravely confide.  

Please lead me on journeys
to the places before,
to feel unfamiliar ground,
then to new heights we’ll explore.  
Over mountains and hills,
and up through the clouds,
let me weather your past,  
So I may understand you,
and know you better at last.

©️Lizzie Bevis

The eyes of this supernova  
infiltrate mine,  
with a mesmerising gaze
so strong, so warm,  
yet gentle, loving;  
passionate but patient,  
this love is intense.

Fervid emotions  
and blazing desires taunt me;  
within these flames,  
I awaken
raw and bright,  
comforting and alluring;  
sedulous yet playful,  
this feeling transcends.

No words can capture  
this rhythmic image  
as we slowly dance
through time and space
so bright, so powerful,  
yet insistent, calm;  
amorous but sincere,  
a heavenly fantasy.

In our merging ardor,  
amid sparks and stardust,  
as two stars collide
so fiery, so perfect,  
yet delicate, unrestrained.  
Gravity binds us,  
this explosive love pulls me  
endlessly into your embrace.

©️Lizzie Bevis

I wish I could touch your skin
Rather than the sun,
the air,
and the rain
kissing your lips every day.

©️Lizzie Bevis

In peaceful darkness,
my heart stood still,  
Four minutes were lost
against fate's will.

My quiet breath,
the silence was vast,  
In that fragile pause
I faced my past.  

Then the hands of angels
pressed firm and true,  
until CPR’s rhythm
finally broke through.  

I was lucky to rise,
I danced with light,  
and from the edge of death
I won the fight.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Fragrant breeze whispers,
Blossoms bloom in vibrant hues,
Nature's symphony.

          Golden sun shines bright,
          Warm rays caress sun-kissed skin,
          Summer's vibrant dance.

               Leaves ablaze with gold,
               Crisp air whispers change is near,
               Autumn's dormant song.

Snowflakes drift and fall,
Icy winds howl through bare trees,
Winter's stark beauty.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Like a cluster of dandelion seeds
in time we will grow
yet, eventually, with a gentle puff and blow
we will sail along the breeze
by the long grassy meadows,
over babbling brooks or flowing streams
gleefully dancing with tall leafy trees.

Spinning and gliding
the adventure,
the brief rapture...
as I land amongst the dust
separated and alone.
I am destined to nurture all I have left
as we drift apart
into scattered and distant memories.

©️Lizzie Bevis

My grey blue eyes look for something
to grasp onto in the torrent of my emotions, but I need not look any deeper
than my love for you.

Although, I have despised you,
when you berated my name
under your breathe more than once
but I still found myself loving you again.

Your mindless antics threw me to the wind
when our love was a double-edged sword,
mingling our vigour and passion
as bitter words were spat and scored.

This burning strength of mine
was once a weapon yielded tightly
as my heart beat faster, and my thoughts were once a force to be seldom reckoned with.

Yet, when infuriated I found peace quickly,
and I finally understand why at times
I fought so hard for you,
and why I chose to make a stand.

I did not want to hurt you but,
I longed for you to see
that I wanted you to love yourself
as much as you loved me.

I did not want to hurl my words
and create a storm across an ocean,
but instead to love you as deeply
as the tides of my emotions.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Charming photographs arranged proudly,
hung from walls and displayed to see.
These wonderful memories captured,
As moments encased in a fragile frame
preserving an image of immortality.

©️Lizzie Bevis

In this ceramic sanctuary,
I find restoration and clarity.
A simple pleasure
yet profound,
in this cup of tea
my joy is found.

©️Lizzie Bevis