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How long will it take me to find you
I miss you already, I don’t even know you
Wishing my lucky stars to bring you into my arms
Rest your head my dear I’m ready for it all

After all I found out.
You’re the star guiding me
You’ve saved me already without knowing
I stand up straight to make you proud, can’t wait to tell you all my stories

Take your time
But know I’m waiting over here
Late at night, writing poetry soon all describe you
You’ll forever be mine

Everyone knows about you
Yet you're no closer than before
But as much as I love lilies
I could only fall for you more

I'm desperate to meet my colours
The ones you're unaware exist
My yellow, my saviour,
You blew all my blues away.

I've built our house and its forever green,
I've been in peace my red
When I met the black mysteries I wanted you more ,
After all you are my Lilly coloured white.

We'll hurt, but I promise to heal you
We'll fight, but I'll for always hold you
We'll laugh, it's the purple skies shining
We'll protect, keeping  it secret

Apart of me
Never apart
Don't take a piece of my heart
But take it all

Every inch of me will forever engrave your name
It's foolish to be in love
While still figuring out your name
I can't wait my white

Ackerrman Sep 15
Far beyond the tall and snowy mountains,
Lies a place where men and women can dream
Wholesome, they fall in love by the fountains
And with passion, their eyes glisten and gleam.

Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep,
Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep

Where the waters whisper secrets of life,
The two suns are reflected in our eyes,
By the verge, I would ask you to my wife
And together we could live in the skies.

Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep,
Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep

To my love, heavenly matrimony,
Forever, as sweet as nectar in my ears,
Adoration could last eternity
And set ablaze to all our earthly fears.

Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep,
Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep,
Tell me all your secrets and I shall keep
Them with me, as the people of earth weep.

And now we are one and everlasting,
There is no one that can keep us apart,
The two suns are forever contrasting,
I shall live underwater with my heart.

Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep,
Oh dream, dream, dream where water lilies sleep.
Heavy Hearted Apr 2022
Red & blue sage in remembrance of you
Gladiolus, carnations-
pink poppies too.

While foxglove protects
With larkspur and flax,
The windflowers wilt but always grow back.

White lilies for hope
And forget-me-nots true,
an innocence captured in their ambiguous blue.

Griefs Pink and white orchids,
Support’s crimson rose-
the healing of hyacinth,

flowers & prose.
written in  tribute, to the family of a good friend.
There are so many lilies in my brain,
spreading the petals of the pain,
full of the fragrance of regret,
they are too hard to forget,
thrive and flow fast through the veins.
Indonesia, 22nd September 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Eloisa May 2021
While lilies are asleep
Her dream has taken its wings
A promise of spring
irinia Jan 2021
Every year
the lilies
are so perfect
I can hardly believe

their lapped light crowding
the black,
mid-summer ponds.
Nobody could count all of them -

the muskrats swimming
among the pads and the grasses
can reach out
their muscular arms and touch

only so many, they are that
rife and wild.
But what in this world
is perfect?

I bend closer and see
how this one is clearly lopsided -
and that one wears an orange blight -
and this one is a glossy cheek

half nibbled away -
and that one is a slumped purse
full of its own
unstoppable decay.

Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled -
to cast aside the weight of facts
and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking

into the white fire of a great mystery.
I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing -
that the light is everything - that it is more than the sum
of each flawed blossom rising and fading.  And I do.
Samir Mohammed Dec 2020
Black skies and storm clouds
The smell of flowers and rain
The howling winds and wolves loud
Night falling on the day like drops of blood

The blood of the slain
Velvet roses and the lilies lay here
In a pool of red, stained
wading in the waters, ever clear
Sarah Pavlak Nov 2020
Our home is burning.
Moths and lilies are breaking the woodwork.
They are fluttering closer to our fumbling feet.
Your grandmother’s wallpaper has never looked so beautiful.

I used to spend my nights in the silence between the sofa cushions,
Trying to organize the history of anarchism,
Wondering why the persimmons had been bitter to us,
And why you could not distinguish stones from bread.

On the day God decided to forsake virgins,
I went off to the market, closing the door behind me softly.
Our foundation disappeared behind me.
Somewhere, I believe, you are still dancing.
Lane O Aug 2020
water lilies float
atop the water, serene
blooming; pink and green
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