"elegancy" poems
Over silent waters
The swan is sliding
Nothing seems to be moving
Not even the waters
Soft whispering sounds
as the wind caresses the trees
Full of elegance she is moving
to meet her mate.
To mate for life.
Shell ✨🐚
Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 9:56 AM UTC
the stains trickling down the edges of his lips
a straight face remaining
a dreaded corpse
begging to see
blood evident everywhere
hair creeping out in places
ears tucked back neatly
expressionless still
lacking movement
fear seeping into the environment
death and life remains unknown
symmetrical in every sense
cloth removing simple vision
steady and calm
quiet elegancy
graceful in thought
until death once more.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
Stagnant and thinking
Confused and blinking
Age draws on
Yet still a pawn
Standard and simple
Dull and wimple
Wrapped in indifference
Trapped warm desire
In need of deliverance
If I come un-strewn
May I be blessed in womb
Re-birthed and open
More accepting and woken
New insight could dislodge this anchor
Only I can treat my own lamer
Once in motion
Loneliness is in emaciation
Finding friends in exploration
Finding one for intimacy
Not based on elegancy
Venerate character
Each must love the other entire
Both exchanging devotion and tenderness
Only full of equality, truth, and openness
Nurture platonic love, beautiful and scarce
Defend it like a dove, only vicious and fierce
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 5:29 PM UTC
you are the closest star to me
you are the that one dream that be came reality
you are the moon most beautiful light
even more beautiful when you reflect on yourself
you are the embodiment grace and elegancy
you are the human that angels try to base their look after
you are that first flower to bloom in spring
You are that first leaf to fall so lovely in autumn
you are many things
but of those many things
You are not mine
You are the worlds
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 6:11 AM UTC
The stains trickling down the edges of his lips,
A straight face remaining.
A dreaded corpse,
Begging to see
Blood evident everywhere.
Hair creeping out in places,
Ears tucked back neatly,
Expressionless still
Lacking movement.
Fear seeping into the environment...
Death and life remains unknown,
Symmetrical in every sense.
Cloth removing simple vision
Steady and calm,
Quiet elegancy
Graceful in thought,
Until death once more.
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
How beautiful the moon is tonight.
So gracious and so pure.
I'm fortunate to have the privilege of accompanying you this evening,
Since I am in fact,
An insomniac.
Life has a funny way of making unconventional things turn gorgeous,
In the split second of a blink.
My heart holds gratefulness to you, Ms. Moon,
For adding charm to my hellish night.
You change a lot like a person,
Your appearances can very well vary,
But the object of your being is simply to shine light on the darkness,
Now my darkness has been lit up like a Christmas tree.
All because of your elegancy.
You're great company for me, Ms. Moon,
As you hold no judgment to my livelihood.
I do not choose to be woken by such an illness created from genetics,
Thankfully I have you as a companion,
A companion to share my struggles with,
On a night you so beautifully made shine.
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 2:37 AM UTC
Wanderer
Explorer you are
Over and over
In a desperate search for a sleep forever
Keeping quiet about the
Poison in your veins
And the graceless pain
Clawing up you like
Souls reaching for their heaven
Elegancy has never looked so forced
Cry all that you want
It will do none
Or shall live continue?
Wanderer
Where do you explore
This world or
A place a few stars over
May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 11:13 AM UTC
Beauty blossoming on display,
Emerging grace from elegancy.
Creative sparks illuminating us,
Kingdoms born from illicit loves.
You're an inspiration to me.
Jun 9, 2022
Jun 9, 2022 at 12:47 PM UTC