"iridiscent" poems - Hello Poetry

I don't know who I am, but I know the person I want to become. I want to be rich, like mother teresa's heart of gold, like the iridiscent colours in sunshine-eyes. I want to be poor, like the beggar who appreciates any scrap of food, like the bankrupt who eventually learns to count his blessings. I want to be quiet. Like the introvert who wishes she wasn't so, like the girl who meets her boyfriend's parents for the first time. I want to be loud, like the drunkard who casually spits out truth, like the pounding club music that makes my head hurt. I want to be nothing, like how the girl who doesn't belong anywhere is treated, like how a guy who's afraid of commitment denies your relationship. I want to be everything. Like the atoms our entire physical world is constructed out of, like the girl who's your first pill of the morning and last of the night. I want to be weak, like professor xavier, who's too kind for his own good and can't walk. like the flimsy piece of paper that caused your paper cut. I want to be strong, like professor xavier, who can control people with his mind, like how it feels to be reminded that you're needed and loved. I want to be a bundle of contradictions. Rich yet poor, quiet yet loud, everything but nothing, weak but strong. Well, maybe I don't. Or maybe I already am.

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Apr 26, 2014

Apr 26, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC

fisharedrowning

girls.

I don't know who I am, but I know the person I want to become. I want to be rich, like mother teresa's heart of gold, like the iridiscent colours in sunshine-eyes. I want to be poor, like the beggar who appreciates any scrap of food, like the bankrupt who eventually learns to count his blessings. I want to be quiet. Like the introvert who wishes she wasn't so, like the girl who meets her boyfriend's parents for the first time. I want to be loud, like the drunkard who casually spits out truth, like the pounding club music that makes my head hurt. I want to be nothing, like how the girl who doesn't belong anywhere is treated, like how a guy who's afraid of commitment denies your relationship. I want to be everything. Like the atoms our entire physical world is constructed out of, like the girl who's your first pill of the morning and last of the night. I want to be weak, like professor xavier, who's too kind for his own good and can't walk. like the flimsy piece of paper that caused your paper cut. I want to be strong, like professor xavier, who can control people with his mind, like how it feels to be reminded that you're needed and loved. I want to be a bundle of contradictions. Rich yet poor, quiet yet loud, everything but nothing, weak but strong. Well, maybe I don't. Or maybe I already am.

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The day palace in which abides the Sun emperor, Who knows not to despair when once fallen; The blooms that flower as the fierce Sun's delicate followers, Greeting him at dawn and mourning for him at dusk. The star string that adorns the night Like a diamond ornament light and bright; The tides that whisper something to the Moon - Perhaps a love song, for he glows back in joy. The sky paper, varily coloured with splashes of paint And patches of pure white and filth - stained grey; The feathered fowl indulging in flight And sometimes resting in self-made melodies. And the splendid sea, a wanderer who, but, is fixed to her spot, The mirror of nature, breakable yet in fact unbreakable; The slithering creatures facing the wind of water, Sweeping past other iridiscent colours under the sea. All done in distinct beauty by the Divine Brush on Nature's canvas; And all creations - being homes of the Divine Maker, Being one as Nature - the beautiful maiden divine, Does display a dazzling dance divine. And as sweet as honey trickles the mouth, So does my eyes as jewels shine wonder - Awaking joy from slumber and lulling the Devil to sleep. Gratitude to the ray that woke the idle mind.

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Nov 3, 2009

Nov 3, 2009 at 3:38 AM UTC

rex-mathew-mathew

Me And Vivid Nature

The day palace in which abides the Sun emperor, Who knows not to despair when once fallen; The blooms that flower as the fierce Sun's delicate followers, Greeting him at dawn and mourning for him at dusk. The star string that adorns the night Like a diamond ornament light and bright; The tides that whisper something to the Moon - Perhaps a love song, for he glows back in joy. The sky paper, varily coloured with splashes of paint And patches of pure white and filth - stained grey; The feathered fowl indulging in flight And sometimes resting in self-made melodies. And the splendid sea, a wanderer who, but, is fixed to her spot, The mirror of nature, breakable yet in fact unbreakable; The slithering creatures facing the wind of water, Sweeping past other iridiscent colours under the sea. All done in distinct beauty by the Divine Brush on Nature's canvas; And all creations - being homes of the Divine Maker, Being one as Nature - the beautiful maiden divine, Does display a dazzling dance divine. And as sweet as honey trickles the mouth, So does my eyes as jewels shine wonder - Awaking joy from slumber and lulling the Devil to sleep. Gratitude to the ray that woke the idle mind.

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I stare at you Your iridiscent sweater The azure sky reflecting in your eyes But I also notice The ice on your lips And in your heart.

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Dec 18, 2016

Dec 18, 2016 at 5:36 AM UTC

constellations9l

Blue.

I stare at you Your iridiscent sweater The azure sky reflecting in your eyes But I also notice The ice on your lips And in your heart.

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Aureate appears, Touching my skin, Softly, gently Enveloping in a warm embrace Slowly, it covers my whole body And i bask in the beauty Suddenly, i lose sight Yet I could still see Warm, poignant, radiant Touching my toes, crawling all the way up to my head Until it fills me And I become it. Iridiscent, glowing, light. What I touched felt my warmth Enveloped in light, Freeing them from darkness It was a moment And moments pass I opened my eyes There were no more darkness, only light.

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Jan 9, 2013

Jan 9, 2013 at 9:48 PM UTC

charley

Glory

Aureate appears, Touching my skin, Softly, gently Enveloping in a warm embrace Slowly, it covers my whole body And i bask in the beauty Suddenly, i lose sight Yet I could still see Warm, poignant, radiant Touching my toes, crawling all the way up to my head Until it fills me And I become it. Iridiscent, glowing, light. What I touched felt my warmth Enveloped in light, Freeing them from darkness It was a moment And moments pass I opened my eyes There were no more darkness, only light.

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a multi-toned beauty that shifts in color depending on how the lights hit it a stunning glitter that shines beamingly whatever the case, you stand up. you are shining.

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Jan 22, 2020

Jan 22, 2020 at 8:31 AM UTC

itwasallyellow

iridiscent

a multi-toned beauty that shifts in color depending on how the lights hit it a stunning glitter that shines beamingly whatever the case, you stand up. you are shining.

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