"beautifies" poems
The sky in your eyes beautifies your soul
Relax the wings when you scream in the sound of your heart,
and I can hold it in your arms.
In your hair every anxiety is sleeping,
fear is extinguished when I touch and touch
Oh, on my fingers eager to travel
wildly, that calls me to appear.
And if I fall and fall on you,
I will become a storm on the shore,
scattered on the sand spread out
to burn your feet in silence.
I will become a sun, rain to ask you
clouds to drink and hide
the sweet tears that burn your belly
From the hills of life to death.
That, your eyes are a ticket for me
to participate in the places praised,
in the sky my wings spread out
and the only thing I ask, is to return to earth.
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
What a historic day it is, that the birth of Motherland we celebrate,
She beautifies herself with Independence and prides in freedom;
Like a berry, Her seeds are nurtured and groomed to pomegranate,
Its the birthday of Nigeria, a tectonic day of liberation from Edom.
A day to celebrate Her sweet Autonomy and Ultimate Supremacy,
An October 1st that marks an Independent and historic liberation;
She prides herself in political Authority, Power and Predominancy,
Its the born day of Motherland, a day of a feast worthy celebration.
Let's all celebrate the birth of Nigeria, for Her age's a befitting feast,
We must unite together as One Nation built on our Elite's landmark;
This day calls for a jubilation to a lasting freedom and a vital feast,
Motherland glows with honour and pride, for her birth's a hallmark.
She fought like an Eagle with great might and valor, for the liberty
Of Her future generation, and Hero's blood a fountain of freedom,
Today we laud a Nigeria that birthed the Independence and stability
Of a Sovereign Nation, that feeds no more on the putrid of Edom.
Today marks the 56th born day of Nigeria, and still a Sovran Nation,
It calls for a celebration, a befitting feast and a historic merriment;
An October 1st that marks an Independent and historic liberation,
Its Nigeria's Independence, a day to celebrate a sweet merriment.
©Vabec.
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 7:04 PM UTC
Nothing is found, except it is hidden,
Nothing is hidden, except it is a secret;
Nothing is a secret except it is a treasure.
Beloved,
you are a secret treasure hidden to be found.
Indeed,
you are a goddess of beauty.
When l behold your eyes l see love,
l see us in you.
When l weighed your mind, l found courage,
when you smile my heart smiles.
When you speak the burdens of my heart are lifted up.
In my dreams is you that l see,
ln my visions is you that l picture,
ls you that l capture.
When l first saw you,
l met a stranger.
As l talked with you,
l discovered a divine embodiment with character and charisma.
As l thought of you,
l discovered my friend.
As l came closer,
l discovered my missing rib.
As l walked with you,
l found my wife.
When l gazed at your beauty,
a spell of love gripped me.
I felt a sigh of relief in my heart.
You have l loved and you will l love.
Loving you means so much to me,
beholding your immaculate beauty beautifies the glory of our future.
My tears and fear is to lose you.
I am perfected in your love,
you are the tender spirit of my heart,
the one that softens my heart;
your love has stolen my heart away.
I've never been so much in love,
not until l met you.
Losing you means loss of countless memories to me,
ln loving you have l understood the worth of true and genuine love.
My soul bleeds for the moment of our union as one.
I long for the moment when we shall cleave together as birds in the sky,
singing the songs of love together as one,
sharing in an everlasting happiness.
Then shall l tell you how much you mean to me,
how effective your spell of love have gripped me.
We're not only humanly designed for each other,
we're divinely designed from each other.
My love for you is forever
Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 6:29 PM UTC
Nobility divine fills gaps of transcendence,
Soars to and from the throne heavenly,
Exalts morals near the king of ascendance,
Patrolling the good, and sons of the seventy.
A duty forgotten, replaced with dependence,
On prayers rarely heard, and logic of a herd -
Divinity is far in absence; man in attendance,
The book is a third, and teachings are blurred.
Andeliviuan corruption supposedly erased:
The creation rotten of Sariel, wanders gaily.
The holy and fallen angel’s doing embraced,
By the clay beings caressing evil like a frailly.
By God not, who from heaven him displaced.
Yet, the legacy of the wrong stands humanly,
In Thailand, America, Palestine, and all graced -
A grace of sinfulness celestial and worldly.
Religion is the poor’s only ultimate truth,
the rich’s side hustle, and the rulers’ tool;
It is the loss of power that defiles the sooth,
The one the poor has not, but does the fool.
Robbers’ servants, bread crumbs consumers,
Toothless **** dogs, emaciated lost tramps,
Little blind pawns, vultures’ puppets, tumours,
And wrenches they are, the upper hand’s lambs.
If only Raguel’s judgements fall upon man,
Raphael’s punishment beautifies this existence,
Gabriel’s wrath makes not all humans ane,
And Michael saves us, the Sarahs, in assistance.
In the heart deepened with old repression,
That mounts with plenitude of filtered feels,
Resides a universe yearning for expression,
In a meat clay who feeds on calories of meals.
Man, in the genesis, in the light, in the dark,
In prosperity, in turmoil, triumphed with vices;
vileness, abuse, wreckage is our sole mark,
On this planet whose population is in slices.
Oct 21, 2022
Oct 21, 2022 at 5:18 AM UTC
The lilacs wither in the Carolinas.
Already the butterflies flutter above the cabins.
Already the new-born children interpret love
In the voices of mothers.
Timeless mothers,
How is it that your aspic *******
For once vent honey?
The pine-tree sweetens my body
The white iris beautifies me.
2.4k
Your love is
White cotton
White
Pages
&
Ethno
Paganini
****** ink
Delayed
Day after Night
Night after Might
Notes Scribble
Notes Scrabble
Endlessly
As my heart
yearns for you
As
Automaton
Of Adriatic Zephyrs
Blow my dreams
Toward
Destined direction
Future Journeys
Rock boats
Bouncing
Soles
Are
All
Souls
Aboard
The Canues
The Cocoons
Of your sweetest heart
And you know what !?!
You proud male~sweetest man !
I would say to you :
Oh ~baby !
Let's mount that train !
Let us Play Again !
Along the strange cocoa Coasts . . .
You can catch me there ~
Dreaming of your
Dreamy
Affection
_ _ _ _
Nature
Beautifies Everything !
Your
Life is packed
With pickels
&
Charming
Postcards
Glued on your
Baggage Honey Bears
&
Beavers
And Native Horses
Are not Badgers
&
Empty beaches
Are not what they seem !
She said
Darling !
You said
She said !
Love us !
And she
Is
Sheer
Eloquent
Beauty
A
Ga~seele
And You ~
Handsome Mind
Al-Ghazālī
At Might
Sombre butterfly
In this Night
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 4:29 PM UTC
*
ROMEO:
Won't you be here with me
For some more time?
ZULIET:
For what you hurry my LOVE
Why so much hurry?
Tell me my
BELOVEDz
ROMEO:
We haven't even started talking
Our heart isn't harvested with LOVE
ZULIET:
Please don't leave me
Till seeds of your LOVE
Are planted within me
ROMEO:
Then pour some of your water
On my seeds of LOVE
ZULIET:
If you come in me like torrential rains
Then I'll smell like your deep sea ocean
ZULIET:
I searched for FREEDOM
I was a seeker
I wandered alone
ROMEO:
Your LOVE makes me WONDER more
ZULIET:
When I expected least
YOUR LOVE casted a net for me
ROMEO:
But it was you who
Fished out a LOVER in me
ROMEO:
LOVE's ebbs and tides
Come and go like YOU
ZULIET:
All of those tides and ebbs
Are just part of your deep ocean
Where I belong in you
ZULIET:
I keep you like a blink within my eyes
ROMEO
That only beautifies your eyes my LOVE
ZULIET:
Where are you lost?
ROMEO:
I was just lost in your eyes my LOVE
ZULIET:
On the boat of LOVE
I hesitate to tell YOU "I LOVE YOU
ROMEO:
This salt laden air of my ocean
Tastes so sweet as words on your lips
ZULIET:
Pull me towards you and
Let me also eat some sweetness of YOU
ROMEO:
If I pull and kiss you...
Will that gratify your desires?
ZULIET:
My body smells of sweetness
But will become salty like your ocean
With your tender touches on me
ROMEO:
You keep talking like this all night
I will keep touching you all night
ZULIET:
Won't you make LOVE to me
For some more time?
For one more time?
ROMEO:
For what you hurry my LOVE
Why so much hurry?
Tell me my
BELOVEDz
*
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 12:10 AM UTC
let the river flow
drowning emotions
draining mistakes
burying uncertainties
let the love flow
carrying potions
from wastelands
emptying the Nile
down into the M
erasing its misery
maroon tinted soil
beautifies for a mile
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 2:33 PM UTC
He was the moon
So glorious and majestic,
Extravagant and eccentric.
I am the (night) sky
Full of dreams and stories
Etched within the stars
That beautifies me
Everynight.
Without them
Without him,
I am nothing
But a void.
No reason to look up
No reason to care at all.
Everynight,
He is hidden
Behind the dark clouds
I don't know
Where they came from.
Sometimes
He wouldn't let me see
Himself in his great beauty.
Only a half, a crescent, or a quarter
Is what he gives.
But there are also times
When he shows himself
All his imperfections
And shines within
The vast stretch of darkness
I only care to give.
And people slowly
Starts to see
How we became a beautiful pair.
How he shines for me
And how I
Let them see
How beautiful he is.
And the stars,
My dreams,
Comes dancing and shining.
It was a sight to behold.
We were extraordinary.
But I was afraid
Too much will break our bond.
And so I ran away
When he so beautifully
Shined and glowed.
I always make a mistake everynight.
I let my darkness go
I let the stars kept under my blanket.
For I make way to someone
Who is more beautiful
Just like him
Shining and glowing
Just like him.
When combined both
They make up the universe
They make up the whole existence of us.
I am just a mere foreground
Changing my course
And watching them
Chase for each other
Until eternity.
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
Chronology Dynamo(Cogwheel Goddess)
Excogitation; twiddling my thumbs…
My eyes are glued to the soil beneath me; I shall sink into the mud.
The winds embrace my untimely surge of vain equations.
My metacarpals have contorted; supplication exhausts my soul.
“You my Goddess, who I look to for Time, yes Time and solace“.
“Thou shall not reveal to me vicissitudes of vernal decay”
“When shall the Great Harvest arrive?”
“I ask myself this oh Mother of Divine Infinity; Scythe of Era in the hands of thou.”
-When-
-When shall my flowering forth arrive from aegis wings?-
I sweat; I bleed; I murmur; I fade; I glow; “now what am I?”
Translucent in skin; hollow to the core; dying to warp through dimensions; lithe like a sylph.
Her diadem is one of metallic gears and bejeweled bolts; a Manufactured Diety of the Glorious Space and Time.
Her blade of mascara beautifies those who gaze upon her luminous needle lashes;
Her apparel that of disassembled clocks.
The sand of the hourglass composes her tears and blood; she bleeds out every second of wasted chronology.
Her corona is iridescent and she is one with The Universe.
“Ye shall not waste Time, yes, Time, for it is the essence to all things that are and all things that are not!”
She speaks to me as the nebulae around her glimmer, adorned with supernovae creating a phantasmagorical and celestial overload.
My eyes are clocked with sensory overload; so many colors and luminous neon lights.
“Before the collapse of Mother Earth; the Liminal Sphere, you must feed the Galaxies with the brilliance of your heart.”
-When the rivers of time run dry-
-Act-
-Do Not Wait…-
By Sanders M. Foulke III
Mar 30, 2012
Mar 30, 2012 at 3:50 AM UTC
a father at a table
looking at
two blocks.
his hash
mark
mind
suspended above
his image
as it flickers
between
adult supervision
and acts
of resuscitation.
his child
breathing
for blanket.
doctor’s orders
my special hat
is a dark
cloud.
spacing issues
have disappeared.
thin air is a black sheep born without a black kitten’s heart.
tell him
belief
is twice
the distance
abandonment
leaves.
that for baby longhand
a father easily
beautifies
the unburied deep.
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC
Love Everlasting
Have we not witnessed
How the midnight scary dark skies
Are lit up so carefully and timely
By a million humble, and yet enthusiastic, blazing stars
As we lay attentively beneath,
Swimming in our uniquely assigned portions of life
They smile, they shine upon us
Too brightly and yet so naturally gently
Haven't we witnessed?
Have we not noticed
How after the heartless destructive storm
A rainbow of multiple colors
Has laid itself so perfectly in position
Across the tired and idle blue eastern skies
As we stare from below, hopefully
Hoping zealously for a better tomorrow
She stretches, she beautifies effortlessly
And yet our hearts so sore and heavy from the storm
Our faces still light up with wide smiles
Haven't we noticed?
Now can one deliberately deny
The strong indisputable power that lies
Way up above what sight can tangibly comprehend
So much light, too much truth
So much evidence, so much reason
To trust, to believe undoubtedly
And mightily
To the mighty
Love everlasting
Mongi C. Nkabindze
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 10:51 AM UTC
Plain little jewels of the sea
Resting easy in my hand,
Your velvety roundness
Breathes tranquility in me.
Funny this should be,
For you were born in the fires of this sphere,
Ejected rudely with sudden blast
Chipped from wholeness,
Pressed and wave tossed.
Upheaval transformed you from igneous grit
To this polished state.
You do not sparkle or shine
With color bright,
But your creamy grain
Soothes, beautifies your loud world
Where surf and sand collide.
Placed in my palm,
You help me pause,
Remember that time and stormy seas
Might just knock the jaggedness off me.
Mar 30, 2013
Mar 30, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC
The way my heart beats
Whenever you are around
The way you love me
Without making a sound
The way you hold me tight
When my ship runs aground
"That is the way I will always love you"
The way the river flows
Into the sea
The way color beautifies
The cool mountains fall trees
The way the sight of you
Sometimes buckles my knees
"That is the way I will always love you"
The way the suns rays pour down
To warm the earth
The way joy belongs
At the heart of new birth
The way I'm loving you
For all I am worth
"That is the way I will always love you"
The way you hold me close
When I am in pain
The way you kiss me gently
And then kiss me again
The way I will always be here
Through the sun and the rain
"That is the way I will always love you"
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
LOVE YOU SINGS MY HEART.
Whether goodnight txt is sent or not a beautiful girl's night is always beautiful. Such beauty could make your night a very beautiful one. May your beauty beautifies your night. I call to the moon to invite the stars to sing you the sweetest lullaby, love you sings my heart. My light, delight of my heart.
#C9_fm
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 6:10 PM UTC
In the big and blue
Are people swimming
With watershoes
Transparence is the colour hue
Of this ocean
It has waves of many sizes
Rock and sand as well
Shoals of fish that swim
Together in vast numbers so swell!
There is a cycle
That cannot forfeit
To be broken
Or destroyed yet
There's yet so much to discover
But our stubborness overpowers
Many tropicals
Many corals
So much to see
In the big and blue
What lies at the depths of it
Is still a mystery
Even if we search and search
We won't find what we're looking for
But what are we looking for?
Why are we looking for this?
The sky is like a person
And the sea like a mirror
To discover the skys true beauty
It uses the sea's reflection
Making this water
Either blue or green
The sky beautifies
The magnificent sea
There are fantasies
Oh so wonderful dreams
They make us believe
That's it's not what it seems
They hypnotize, cover up
But the beauties
Are amongst us
In the big and blue
Are animals of many kinds
There are waves
That will break
On the sand
There are rocks
That and homes
Fish and plant
In the big and blue
You'll find colours so true
It's like a rainbow
Underwater now!
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 8:39 AM UTC
So many nightmares
So much drama
So much talk
So many problems
So much to do
So little time
what is with the time frame?
why not slow it down a tad?
something will hit you
why let all the stuff get in the way?
Silence
It spreads through me
like a wild fire through the trees of old
It may be deadly
But it beautifies their enchantment
Their beautiful wings spread open
And they fly into the spring wind
letting everyone know autumn is here
Silence
The birds singing their song
letting everyone know that morning has come
that it is time for the rain to begin
Silence
The wind through the grass
it sets itself against the gentleness
it sets itself up for a journey
Silence
its a piano playing for the last time
its the last day of school
its the secrets that lie within
its the power to hold a key
a key that you never knew you had
Silence
Silence
Silence
Let it be apart of your first crush
let it be apart of your first child
let it be apart of your marriage
Let it be apart of YOU
Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 2:03 AM UTC
Who loves me always?
Desperate to have me glow!
As I move from the North
Helping my dying neighbours from the south.
Banging of boots scare the ears
Ammunition conquers the reddish eyes
Wars ravaging the human soul
Who admires me?
Dialogue beautifies the conscience
Acrimony governs the senseless
Monstrous nobles become opulent
As they smile to the vault
Deaths gladden the weak
Nations get weakened by the feeble
Cries of the desperate beckon for love
With love, peace is the ultimate.
Nov 7, 2021
Nov 7, 2021 at 3:07 AM UTC
As tragic as loneliness can be,
I return to bygone times to see,
To the tiny image that put me at ease and relive the days of peace,
Where I imprison myself to describe when she is awake.
When winter comes, her cheeks are like blossoms on a day of spring.
That beautifies her face as a feeling of the summer’s embrace,
And when the leaves fall, then autumn will not be to blame.
If my world breaks in half, all it would mend is to see her last smile.
Forever, I will be.
Cursed to open my eyes once more,
Though I am fine where you are,
On earth, it begins, and in heaven, it ends.
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 5:01 PM UTC
Dig deep into darkness,
it has the lightness that
even light
cannot offer.
Light-
being brightening
beautifies everything with the
amount of focus it gifts.
It grasps in it
every hidden element
with so much of grace
that it comes in our eyes
and we are able to recognize
the beauty it has to offer.
Dark-
starry, sparkling,
shining and
even brighter.
It hides the same things
that light puts light on,
but they still are
'seen'.
Light makes things visible,
everybody has the access to it
but not everybody has
'the choice to see'.
But darkness makes us see them
for the dark of everything
is only for the exceptional.
The line that parts
dark and the light
is the line of
effort.
Maybe that's why
we open up only to those
who we want to be
seen by.
Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 4:47 AM UTC
Life is but a journey
A path to walk within a given time limit
Some call it a marketplace
Where character is the main currency
A place to offer that which you've been gifted with
It's not a race track where you have to be swift
No competition except trying to better your past
Every individual with his/her own lane
Maintaining that lane is the way to be sane
As I walk along this path
I have seen that love is that which beautifies the way
Respect is that which keeps it safe
That which you give, you have even more
What the eyes see, is not all that is
That which you emit, you also attract
Be you because nobody can be you better
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 9:08 AM UTC
My fervent love for you inspires me to sonnet,
I love the way your heart spirit and soul loves,
You have breached my mind the day and finis eve,
The words of love and pain that I dream of,
Let me compare you to a great conjuration?
You are an accolade of fervor beatified deity,
As the Great sun heats the peaches of June,
Summertime as it beautifies the flowers that bloom,
You ask how I love thee how can I not,
I love the aegis the emotion shown with words,
As they bellow like copious out over your argot,
Thinking of your prolific love fills my days.
My love for you is this relish my words,
Always ode in your mind and heart,
Remember my words love whilst we're apart,
BY AG 05/02/2018 ©
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 4:40 PM UTC
GREAT JOYS IN SMALL THINGS
Why would you prefer
your joys to be loud
as fire-crackers
in the market-place and have spectators shout
'Watch and listen, here is someone who has joys to show!'?
let your joys be silent
temperate as a gentle noon- day
happy is the heart which is content
Why should one display
that which is best kept
to oneself? to preserve and treasure
that which is beauty-wrapped
to last till the end of time
(how brief are those publicly-demonstrated one-day joys-
grand pageantry, pomp and circumstance
by the night to languish away as spoils)
Great joys follow those
with hearts simple and pure
drawn to the sweetness of flowers
and fair nature's every lure
Don't you see the glitter
of joy in the innocent child's eyes?
don't you feel the wonder
of a poem or a song that life beautifies
I am thankful for every small joy
it's the greatest gift that has been bestowed on me
in a silent and peaceful corner I dwell
counting my blessings--happy in simplicity.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC