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Hi De Nov 2017
Dear Miss,

I've seen a fair share of your ordeal
your sleepless nights
your tearful days
your anxiety and restlessness

I've seen your will
your determination to keep on going
your patient soul
your unwavering faith

I've witnessed how you tried
I've witnessed how you struggled
I've witnessed how you persevered
I've witnessed how you triumphed

Congratulations dear Miss.
Jeremiah 29:11
Star BG Apr 2017
Wind whispers,
with scents of flowers,
sounds of sacred birds,
soft swirling breezes.

The gale vibrates,
bringing suns bright rays,
children's laugher to hear,        
clouds able to dissipate.

Air enters,
gifting life for expansion
energies to anchor strong,      
wisdoms endless flow to travel,
The zephyr touches hearts,
guides waves to shore,
playing in grand sound,
as I whisper gratitude.
to celebrate life.

StarBG © 2017
Quintessence of beauty, you rule every heart,
Queen of my dream you are, my loving partner,
Your quixotic gestures create stunning energy,
When clouds are thundering to strike our love.

Redolent air surrounds you ecstatically,
That inebriate the soft heart of many lovers,
they go crazy, when your ravishing beauty,
Hurt their aspirations when dreaming.

Sweetheart, your sanctified love I always wish,
You are the sassiest, sexiest spice in my life,
You are sempiternal desire of the universe,
And have always been a shining sun of my life.

Tantalize me no more, for your tender touch,
I find your company, a talisman for my love,
Destiny sleeps in the shades of your curly hair,
When the night halts in the lap of nature.

Unique relationship and unique understanding,
Bring two souls close together for love making,
And to bring sensation in the every heart,
When flora enjoys rain dance in the valley.

Vibrant smile on your face, always very cute,
Dimples on your cheeks, sign of deep love,
Your emotions are so virtuous and vestal,
That stars are twinkling wishing the good luck.

Wondrous woman, crazy heart worships you,
Because you are so pretty, cute and sweet,
And your devotee wanders in search of you,
Chasing your shadow in the scorching son.

X-mas tree in my garden, so are you in my heart,
With decorations on Christmas, smiles as you,
My patience is curious to make love with you,
When cool breeze is blowing in winter nights.

The Yummiest person, you are in my life,
Yearning for your lascivious and lewd acts,
Aspire my ***** desires, to learn art of ******,
When Cupid, god of love, enjoys in the spring.

Zephyr is blowing, in search of his lost love,
My darling, my perpetual efforts shall never end,
And endless journey to hug you, shall continue,
Until the sun and the moon stop shining.
Saurabh Tak Sep 2016
On the wheels, I whirl, I spin, I move
Clouds too whirl, then darkness spins
A lightning bolt, then the deafening sound,
Then it pours,
N the fire flies go dim
I dont amble, I dont whisk
Opening my hand, gawking above, I dont decline
Three winks! Drenched n detached from the me wrenching myself,
I wheel as  "The Lance Armstrong"

Heavy pours invite a stroll
Cats and Dogs pouring down dismay Rats, ROFL!
Oust as Prince Zuko, I stroll
Surrendering myself to  the Zephyr
Same trail but with ****** looks
Hypnotic green, drenched, raise me to the Oblivion
Shimmering in the distant are two dim lights
N I ***** like " The Supertramp"

Beginning of the ultimate inception, I touch
Extending my arms to the cries of sky
Dont know the destination of this alley
Trying to think what 'm anticipating
Though without any charge on my shoulders
Flickering in the near distant are two lights
I hike as " The Aron"

'm I tears, I dont know
Even the silence has sulked
Nothing's in my head
Green n Brown, Pink n Purple hues
Repose the folioles, within
Distant lights are passing by now
I stride as " The me"

To the Aisle,
where birds peep, cheep, chirp, quaver, tweet n warble
From the stroll to the stride
's a short walk of hues n blues
The fringes have passed by
Arena's clear n so 'm I.
A P Taylor Apr 2016
::             Presence writhes as stirring
                        shaped guile is a breeze.

                          Wild urchin of mischief
                              while curling to tease.

                              Whistles while rushing
                                zephyr sighs as seethes
                            ­      Leaps across gutters,
                                   pirouettes in leaves.
                                    As rustles in shade
                                        a tussle in trees.

                                         rest to seize
                                  When upon morn
              left, barest shadow deceive.
Nairi Kalpakian Nov 2015
My drive to school consists of winding roads and wandering eyes in this town of autumn.  There is a layer of undeniable honesty to this season, as if the world at this time has nothing to hide. Something about the fiery death of the maples down Laurel brings life.
The chill of the crisp blue sky is palpable from behind dusty glass windows, and zephyrs that threaten needles across your cheek rustle the bones of bushes with no urgency at all.
Mark Parker Jun 2015
A poet searches for love
and a bird attains flight.
Whisk wings to new heights.
Don't stay on the ground,
its the same as being in a cage.
Soar though a zephyr on every page.
I was looking at a bird the other day and observed its movement. I thought it was graceful. I read it back and liked it.
PrttyBrd Feb 2015
The breeze
She blows with wild abandon
Balmy and warm in the cold night
One stroke senryu
~Christi Michaels~December 2015~

the air presents tranquility
zephyr winds which blow on high
swirling within the troposphere
veiled serenity
clouds stealthy shift
covering brilliant, poignant stars
air masses
a juxtaposition
tension exists between...
yet unseen.
the sky illuminates..sparks of light
swarms of fireflies 
ubiquitous in flight
there is a calm
steady as a drone
unwavering in its commitment
to a reality yet unknown.

till the shift proceeds
balance moves to tilt
calm planes of matter
Present ready to meld

celestial balance
no longer in alignment
exploding outward 
defying confinement
fragile realization
of a squall revealed
friction surmounts
air becomes thick
atmosphere now dense
expanding as it pulls in

a tempest has arrived
opposition exists
shards of electricity
violently ripping open
the sky above

zephyr winds which
blow on high
the inevitable calm before the storm

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All Rights Reserved.

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