#serenade
You are the instrument by which I care,
I spend my days and night gazing at the lovely sight
So send me all your knights to protect my heart.
Sweetly upon the breeze I'll catch at tune,
Sing along and think of me and you,
Mortal love that in the spring blooms,
A blessing effervescent with love.
Affection the key unto your heart.
So as the candy man does, I'll come daily,
Wishing to see you — my little bug — run gaily,
On and through the streets of town as you do.
As you do.
So is the sound of all of this, a warning to guard my heart?
Or should I fall from the precipice, into your warm and loving arms?
This is the art, the sickly feeling, bubbling up we call love!
It's up to weather to dictate whether I come and greet you with a serenade!
Oh just how the universe has made, you.
Oh you! Oh you~
My little song bird, you make my heart sing on and on without end, I cannot sleep, you keep me up, thought of your smile and the sound of your laughter-
So is the sound of all of this, a warning to guard my heart?
Or should I fall from the precipice, into your warm and loving arms?
This is the art, the sickly feeling, bubbling up we call love!
Granted I'm gay when I see you, giddy with reservations.
But giving in to temptations isn't as hard as it seems!
Sighing too much,
Ditching the glove,
As we walk bare hand to hand I long for your touch- I implore you-
Love me too much.
Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 4:39 PM UTC
Orchard of orange
trees bathing in the sunlight-
the cicadas sing.
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 2:24 PM UTC
Romance
with serenade🎻
on Valentines.
With pleasure,
grant
thy star's desires.
Thy feathered dove deserves
love's ardent kiss.💋
The Sweetest wine
with cherries,
a Diamond-Ruby💍ring,
and Sapphires.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 8:38 AM UTC
Romance
with serenade🎻
on Valentines.
Indulge, embrace--
thy Scalet's desires.
Thy special rose🌹
deserves
thy ardorous kiss💋
the finest box
of Cherries,
a weddin'💍ring,
Sapphires.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 8:56 AM UTC
Other words for a sunset or evening piece
how we enwrap-per,
code our prayers,
write our music,
for the moments every eye
shares,
when sunset bids us bye
in a Glorioso
romantic contemplation
when auteurs and nature
bid us a colored scope for viewing
thru which we may see our
sweet dreams come from
within the heavens,
in one single
language
and weep with pleasure at this
blessed unification
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While "serenade" is the direct counterpart, other terms and literary forms evoke the sunset and evening, including:
Nocturne: A musical piece inspired by the night, often romantic and contemplative.
Vesper: A term for evening prayers or a song sung in the evening.
Evening song: A general term for a song or poem composed for the evening.
Oct 19, 2025
Oct 19, 2025 at 10:03 AM UTC
Caress Rose serenades
Within your hair
WithIn the honey coves of our love
My exotic dove my sweet luminous one
Ive chosen you
from all the exquisite flowers
As Your Loves intimate rain
and rose melodies has chosen me
To sweetly scintillate and kindly soothe
My pretty candlelit *****
Unveil with the evening stars
diamond psalms,
Your Exotic sanctities
To the Fountains of my love
Dance In translucent
Moonlight robes
within their honey sacred waters,
Like a salsa rose for our love only
While the world is beautiful yet lonely
Our love longs for one another
Like sweet waves long for luminous
And soothing shores
The melodies
and rains sweet balmy kisses
Is tenderly deep within our love
WithIn Its Sun and Moonlit Vineyards
With Our Love Infinite
and
dear within your pretty soul
Stay awake my luminous sweet one
Even while all is surreal
Waltz Sultry within the cool
And enchanted maple trees
Dance like jazz exotic and sweet
Within the Salsa Dream
With every sigh of Our loves
Sunflowers and roses
The Heavenly Moon
In Sweet Iris repose
Reynaldo Casison
Mar 5, 2025
Mar 5, 2025 at 2:38 AM UTC
The Exotic Moon
Sweetly
Serenades lovers
I want us to be One
With The Heavenly Moonlight
Forever with Midnights
Candles Love and Stars
Reynaldo Casison
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 6:13 PM UTC
A shattered being is all I want from destiny,
Oh my beloved one, would you put me together?
My smithereens perk up by your only glance,
Oh my beloved, would you not let the moon steal your sight?
The raven black of your eyes sink my ship in,
Oh my beloved, would you let this dream shatter me more?
Again my being is lost in the wind's beat,
Oh my beloved, would you let loose the words in a talk?
It is the night, heavy with whispers and sighs,
Oh my beloved, would you confront my love and then abolish it?
In the stillness, where shadows dance like memories,
Oh my beloved, would you weave our hearts into a single thread?
Let the stars witness this fragile truth,
Oh my beloved, would you hold my fragments until dawn breaks?
Nov 4, 2024
Nov 4, 2024 at 6:04 AM UTC
I first heard your song,
driving through the dry mountains of Arizona.
the horn honking in your song wont stop me
Phoebe.
Your voice wont stop me from driving 1000 more miles Phoebe.
Youre my number one party anthem,
look out for me,
look out for me.
you're not the monster your the doctor,
serenade me with your song Phoebe.
Oct 31, 2024
Oct 31, 2024 at 5:41 PM UTC
LOVE is Like a SONG!!
Got me SINGING all day LONG!!
A SONG you can't
get off your MIND!!,
A MELODY so SWEET
A SERENADE
you SHALL FIND,
The TUNE is so CALM,
The SOUND is so SOOTHING.
You will SWAY to the MUSIC,
IT will get you MOVING!!
LOVE IS IN THE AIR,
Just like a LOVE SONG!!
It sounds so INCREDIBLE,
That There is nothing wrong
The SONG OF LOVE,
A MELODY that is so DEEP,
The SOUND is so MAGICAL,
it's Like putting you to SLEEP!!!
B.R.
Date: 05/5/2023
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 10:37 PM UTC
and when all the noises die down,
silence will come serenading,
resonating you to rest,
let it
console
your soul.
heal through the night.
and live fearlessly
again, through the day.
Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 11:13 AM UTC
It was as if her old shirt has tightened its grip unto her — slowly spreading crumbs of itch and scars from her last night's episode.
And sometimes, she would often wear her old clothes to feel its tightness and grip her unbalanced body, so she would look at herself and roll her eyes in disgust. And often, she would toss around her big shirts and compare the two, while her wounds slowly turning into scars, she would see to it and add another collection,
and she would call it a day. Eat a lot more than yesterday and hide in her memories, until someone finds her, but she's never found.
Sometimes, she will serenade someone but no one can hear her. Give some pieces of her and turn it into songs, but no one listens.
And she would call it a day, spend a lot more than yesterday, and hide in the present realm of her new found friend, her favorite scent from her old shirt.
Jan 5, 2022
Jan 5, 2022 at 1:56 PM UTC
Long gone were the times where
we serenade with such love and promise,
the time where you prove everything to show it
in hopes of them reciprocating your calling
Now was when we give gifts, and chocolates,
along with a sea of flowery compliments
A simple "I love you." would do it,
While some prefer that comforting silence,
quiet but genuinely loving.
Oct 2, 2021
Oct 2, 2021 at 4:27 AM UTC
Please, tell me...
Tell me if you love me,
I still don't know what you think of me
My heart serenades for your love endlessly,
I won't bat an eye if all went down tragically
With my life of screaming melancholy,
tell me that you loved me.
Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 4:46 AM UTC
Valentine Serenade
I am not able to conduct a parade
I would not want you to catch a chill
in the icy cold winterland
Lets stay inside where it is cozy and warm
Let my warm up your heart with songs
old and new as I serenade you
I hope the songs sung for 45 minutes
take you to the Top Of The World
because Baby Baby, you mean so much to be
I hope you will get to know me better As Time Goes By
and know that I am with you through both your laughter and your tears
I hope you will learn it more as i get Close To You throughout the years
You are My Funny Valentine that is for sure maybe that is why I Can't Falling In Love With You more each and every day
After years of darkness now I See The Light as it is shining in your eyes
If you Kiss Me in the moonlight it will be a truly Wonderful World.
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 4:49 PM UTC
*
*❃
Hear the hush of the wind dance above
Through lush lands of green eagerly spread
Birds soar and swoop, butterflies kiss foxgloves
Laughter rings wherever humans tread
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Through lush lands of green eagerly spread
As glass blades sway soft and sweet
Laughter rings wherever humans tread
On nature's palm, they openly meet
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As glass blades sway soft and sweet
Birdsong heard near and far
On nature's palm, they openly meet
A simple serenade to forget life's scars
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Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 12:39 PM UTC
When a wolf hunts at night the moon lights his path, not knowing that he seeks an offering to his beloved
Search and search does the wolf, for his prey to fill up her tray, with food and jewels
As the wolf finishes his hunt, he sets a table for a guest he hopes will come
For he desires her lovely fluorescent glow
She peaks out from behind the clouds to watch her wolf and how he's grown
The wolf sees her and can't help but to serenade her with the song of his howl
Cries out does the wolf, 'Come here, I promise not to growl!'
The moon, she accepts as the stars dance behind her eyes
The wolf knows what her heart desires and says in promise, 'My love for you shall never expire!'
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 12:17 AM UTC
My homeland!
You have been watching your crippled borders
with wistful looks for gloomy centuries
Soon we will wipe your bloodred tears
after heroic and holy adventures
Yet you are in a deep disappointment
because of the hands lent to the unscrupulous
But never unlearn the destiny ever:
history is always betrayed,
talents are envied,
virtues are misused...
They love politics, not the history,
'Cause they have a historical fear
and it reminds them how they had been abused...
I have found even their "sumptuous" justice
which is carried in their ***** bulky pockets...
My dear,
It is very near,
In Karabakh, the stars will twinkle in a joy
50 million times I will mention your name
and to Jıdır we will be running bare feet.
The echoes will fill the preconceived ears
In Shusha, I will call you,
In Tabriz, we will meet...
Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 6:00 PM UTC