#dazzling
You’re dazzling, Daisy!
No wonder Wordsworth called you:
The Poet’s darling.
~ Poetictouch
May 10
May 10, 2026 at 1:44 AM UTC
Another night of dreams,
one after another, flickering half images
echo real events but bare my heart.
I try on new realities,
like dazzling garments or popup stores
of evanescent wants I may not admit to myself.
Jun 10, 2022
Jun 10, 2022 at 10:02 AM UTC
Here is quiet, breezy cold air,
life is one dazzling snare.
Where snow orchid blossom,
I find cool summer, warm winter;
but greatness never come sooner...
My back disobey, the wind is too cold.
My ear speaks, the peak alone.
I wanted to be great, to be dazzling,
must my heart make a killing?
May 4, 2021
May 4, 2021 at 3:51 AM UTC
**Remember her, old friend?
She was...hideous,
You think she was ugly,
oh no, far from it.**
**She was the fairest,
Her lavishing sable hair,
Her viridian eyes,
Her glamorous smile,**
**Her soft-hued skin,
Her delicately slender body,
Her dazzling manners,
Her ever so warm demeanor,**
**Her moves,
Fluid, graceful, focused,
Capturing the essence of the music,
with her mesmerizing artistry.**
**She was indeed perfect,
Unique, as no one could be as elegant,
Charming, for no one, was as lovely.
Beguile...as no one was as rotten.**
**What she was, my old friend,
Was an empty vessel,
the soul of which had perished,
mortified by its actions.**
**For all she ever wanted was approval,
so what she did was put on a mask,
losing herself in the process,
becoming a ghost of her formal self.**
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 5:18 PM UTC
Your little Ray of sunshine
Drop by drop made my
Dark cloudy sky shine
With full of hope.
It's leading me to the
Dazzling glory of
Everlasting success.
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 1:48 AM UTC
a dazzling burst of flaming colours
dance orange and yellow
through my soul’s innate yearnings
diffusing in me a magic
so alluring that
i long to eternally abide
in its magnificent womb!
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 8:15 AM UTC
Come, quiet now
Feel it in the air
Listen to the whisper
Of the stars on the dark sky
Big stars, small stars, all bright
Shine as they do through the endless night
But the way you light up
Make the whole universe stop and stare
You find peace with the sunrays at day
But at night, when the darkness creeps in
Even the stars are jealous
Of the way you find comfort
A whole new galaxy is forming within you
Seems close, yet unreachable
You are way beyond a beautiful constellation
You are a stardust of the dazzling cosmos
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 12:20 PM UTC
Oh Moon, oh goddess;
why do you weep?
I know too well of your lonliness.
I know too well about the darkness that surrounds you.
Little light lingers from the end of a day.
The same light that approaches you.
It shuns you, pushes you away.
You believe nobody sees you, but
I know many who admire your
shimmery shine.
Plenty look to your silent beauty.
Oh how the stars are yours and nobody else's.
For they are just as dazzling;
yet you outshine them all.
The glimmer even at a glance of a sliver of you
is enough to allow a decadent sigh.
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 4:38 AM UTC
He is cherry trees in the spring evening,
precious to behold as night slowly falls.
He speaks with a softness never-failing
to capture all the weary he enthrals.
With a grace like Heaven, he passes by
and snatches me up from the soiled floor.
He is the daystar in the morning sky,
glowing brightly from behind the closed door.
If only I could catch him when he sings,
place a mirror before his smiling face,
I could show him all of the beautiful things
that he hides in this poor, forgotten place.
We could talk like friends in free, easy speech
but, alas, he is just beyond my reach.
Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 12:11 PM UTC
*On a bright and delightful Easter morning
A furry white rabbit, wiggled her pink adorable nose
Peeking through lush bushes
In a lovely and distinctive pose
And jiggled her cottony soft scut
Aiming into a vegetation
On this sunny day
With so much motivation
Quietly hopping into a blissful garden
Placing decorative filled eggs in pastels
With little time to rest
As she quickly inhales
Adding vibrant colours, to an emerald spiky blanket
And into a rainbow of unfolding tulips
Enlightening her way, like a dazzling carnival
For little peeps enjoyment, upon soft winds movement
Beginning in the latter daylight hours, as tots of all ages
Eagerly carried empty interwoven baskets, on their quest
Pacing through, as in peekaboo
And observing who competes the best*
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
I wish there was someone who taught me
About the boys whose hobbies included
Breaking hearts of the innocent and naive.
I was unprepared when I met you,
With your dazzling smile, dimpled cheeks,
And bright, hazel eyes.
They tore down my guard, however frail it was,
In less than five words - All it took was one question,
One formality, to win me over completely.
I wish there was someone who could have warned me
That dazzling smiles and bright eyes are the best disguise
A boy can wear when they're trained professionals
In the art of breaking hearts.
But that time has passed, now I'm all yours for the taking.
I can only hope I'll be the one who changes your point of view.
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 7:21 PM UTC