"magestic" poems
pathetic magestic
unenergetic
horrendous poetic
prophetic
emphathetic
thats seven rhymes for unapologetic
and i cant forget it
got to forget it
tragedy is aesthetic
this is unexepected
theres no way to do this nicely but i gotta end it
Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
Soft
Delicate
Small
Fragrant
Pink and white
Flutter to the ground
To form a gentle blanket
That gently rustle
In the cool spring breeze
I watch in awe
At your beauty
As I leave this world
My mind will fall to you
Oh magestic
And delicate one
Whose name is
Sakura
Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 1:45 AM UTC
This is a cold perfect night
The sun switch off the light
Hear my guitar owns the night
I stood on the beam of the light
To give the role for the moon
He reflects It through the dune
There your heart such a stone
See a rock keeps a stone to retain
Then the rock was my silly brain
Such a sculpture looks really fine
Keeps the memory a part of mine
In a hall of the magestic britain
I'm inveterate to cross the line
Carefully she watches how i speak
In a magistic break doesn't bleak
Tired world makes me the freak
A plague of feelings makes me sick
The steak of heart does not streak
The plague is there wouldn't break
So i keep my eyes away of her eyes
No escape from the morning breeze
A viscous fail on her warmer tears
While i'm lost between the aisles
No matter how much hard I do
Can't Escape the reflections of you
You Know my soul keeps crying too
But i can't forgive The sins you do
Destiny keeps our separated ways
Deeds aren't hearts keeps the ties
Author/ Aladdin Aures H.
Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 5:47 AM UTC
It's not all been bad.
I have had some fun
I started to surf
when I was young
If ever I was lost
And out of reach
I'd often be found
Down at the beach
My own little sanctuary
Where I could be free
Either sat on the sand
Or out in the sea
I love the ocean
It blows my mind
It's Calming yet dangerous
Misterious yet kind
The energy's magestic
The feeling of joy
Has captured my attention
Since I was a boy.
It's led me to travel
To far distant shores
I've met so many people
Opened so many doors
I've surfed with monkeys in trees
And elephants on the beach
Surrounded by dolphins
And turtles within reach
I've surfed during sunsets
And sun rises as well
Trippy seas and Trippy skies
As if under a spell
I've almost **** myself sometimes
When caught in a gnarly rip
Being dragged out to the big stuff
That aint no ego trip
When you can't see beneath
The deep grey sharky water
And the fish race away
Is it me for the slaughter?
But hang on, there it is
Thank you neptune and peseidon
Look out to the distance
there on the horizon
A little bump
It's coming near
A pulse of swell
It's almost here
I turn around
My stick I straddle
I face the land
And start my paddle
Then suddenly
It lifts me up
Propels me forward
Fills my cup
It makes me feel
so very awake
I jump to my feet
For goodness sake
I'm 100%
Right there in the now
Conjoined with nature
No interest in how
Just doing it because
I'm it's biggest fan
Loving it loving it
because It's there and I can
Already a treat
This gift keeps on giving
I put in a few turns
Life is so worth living
Then the wall gets top heavy,
It's the best feeling ever
Everything goes quiet
It's a sublime endeavour
I'm inside the wave
for a second or two
The green room, The barrel.
Deep in the blue
There's no feeling like it
I can't even explain
Wonderous, breathtaking
It's ******* insane
I pull out of the journey
Can't get any higher
Full of adrenaline
My brain is on fire
Riding those waves
Gives me so much pleasure
I guess like the pirate
Finding the treasure
The greatest way
To improve my emotion
Is to float about
In that big old ocean.
Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
The friends he has are wonderful and magestic to the fullest
He creates them
Coming to life in his own reality
He creates abstraction.
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 1:33 AM UTC
Two Men's vibes
burning reach my Evez ice.
Two my diamond cave enter.
underneath my water fall.
Vibration's from beyond,
two distinctive voices won,
ever twirling on and on;
deep as violins his pitch fiddle
his electrical guitar's timbre
command starry skies above!
My tantrick abyss below.
I love thee two, lovers mine.
Punjabi voice lover divine.
I thirst for yours all's mine
Our stars wisely magnetized!
Both cosmically energized.
A state of knowing is ours.
dancing eons on two poles,
to twirl on and ages on,
the mornings and eves long.
I twirl on two magestic poles.
Long shiny studs hard as steal!
First pole's twirl echoes longer
Kemah lover elite's older
ancient memory hunger!
Implant blue pill chip slumber.
From willow tree, past pole lover
to renewed beloved my forever Kemah twin oaks
two glistening poles
I am art twirl divine
from past to present LOVE
Lives on and on!
~~~
By Karijinbba
All Rights Revised 7-29-21.
Jul 24, 2021
Jul 24, 2021 at 12:58 PM UTC
My south country that we call the Sussex Weald
A place of gentle landscapes of softly rolling hills.
My south country where I grew up and played as a child
Where I learned of nature as I studied life in the wild.
They stand in magestic glory between the land and the rolling sea
Those magestic hills we call the downs
we of the Sussex Weald
Yes, I'm a man of the Sussex Weald, of generations long gone bye
I'm a man of the South Country
And as a south country man I'll die
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 6:08 PM UTC
I love that magestic look in your eyes
Blows my mind to see you staring that way
The design,
flaws,
curves,
every part of your face
I dont want it to fade away
Ever.
Your body lying next to mine,
Devine.
With your curves
closely curved into me
Another half to my whole
Completely enrapturing my soul
I wake up from a nightmare,
Middle of the night,
You're there,
holding me tight.
It's so hard to let you go
But your body is starting to get cold
People have started to wonder
where you are,
I'll keep you close though,
I already dug you a hole in the back yard...
❤
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
Notre Dame is burning
This we all have seen
But Notre Dame’s been burning
For longer than this dream
Families and their children
Have worshiped in her halls
But families and children
Were stolen by its falls
Notre Dame was sacred
For worship and for song
But Notre Dame’s not sacred
As it had not been for long
Maybe this magestic falling
Is what the world must see
It’s this tremendous falling
That may set the children free
Worship moves with ages
No building must we *****
Elaborate walls do serve to hide
Wrongs we can never correct
So mourn her burning if you feel
But spare us the unending plea
For Notre Dame and her ***** deals
Must end before eternity.
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
Rainbow a mystic glow.
A beautiful sign, for that moment in time.
Magestic and epic.
You can't rewind.
A creation uncredited.
A creator you can't find.
A memory for the mind.
An image that's kind.
Romantic chimes.
Harmony that binds.
A treasure to find.
A pretty sky for seagulls to fly.
Never say "good bye".
Mysterious when you don't know why.
Precious & sacred.
Priceless & holy created.
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 3:09 PM UTC
*Butterflies and ladybugs,
Lily pads carrying frogs,
Water dragons and other reptiles,
***** cats and all kinds of dogs.
Wild horses and elephants,
Monkeys in the wild,
White doves and eagles -
She has adored wolves
since she was a small child.
Alpacas and llamas,
Whales that grace the magestic seas,
Seals and dolphins
in the big blue oceans -
Whenever she's lucky enough
To see some...
She feels so alive and free.
She adores
Animals in nature,
Her heart is captured
by all of them,
She believes that they each have
A precious soul
And a beautiful nature,
Even her noisy rooster
And her big fat hen!
By Lady R.F ©2017*
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 3:31 AM UTC
I thought you were beautiful,
With eyes that melt me, forest greens and browns,
My thoughts like clouds, don't know where they go, but they go,
And dissapear into magestic sunsets, the colors of blush,
If a mirror saw it's reflection, would it be embarressed,
I've danced with the thought of being here or not,
And she doesn't have the fanciest footwork, this thought,
Or hear the music very well, but she leads,
She leads me so much more than I lead her,
I thought you were beautiful,
It was leaves like those green leaves,
From green to yellow, and down to scarlet red,
My heart forgets to think, as a pianist forgets their place,
And it's melody slows, as your breath breaks the edges,
A sonata, with written letters to oppose it,
I love to travel, from feet to eyes and ears,
Adore, the hills and valleys,
The lips of local songs,
A neck of paradise, wrapped up in anaconda whispers there to stay,
If your smile was a lie, I'd worship treason,
And live for lies,
If goodbyes were hellos, I'd always want you gone,
And if staying means cold and winter winds,
I'll fall, and I'll autumn and I'll never spring to summers heart.
Oct 9, 2011
Oct 9, 2011 at 3:56 AM UTC
Vicious
Magestic
Loyal
Pure
Predatoral instinct
Emerges from darkness
He catches the scent
Of his next prey
Is it an animal
Or is it a human.
He follows his target
Down the street
He watches her
Her body movements
The way her skin glows
In the perfect moonlight
Her hair framing her perfect face.
His stomach churned
Was it hunger
Or the urdge
The urdge for **********
He wanted her
No
He needed her
To save his soul
And heart
From darkness's curse.
She rounds the corner
And he follows close
Only to come face to face
With her
She felt him
Inside her mind
Her heart.
He claimed her then
Making her his.
The wolf
Claimed his Salvation
Forever walking beside him
The wolf and his Shadow.
Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 2:48 PM UTC
Listen closely to the sound , this seashell that has floated upon the shore of white sand, as you place it's magic upon your ear, the rippling sound of the crashing waves is what you hear.
Oh how I wish I could fit inside, for the tide descending back into these Waters of blue, carrying me into the majestic ocean floor beyond the sands never touched by man, the beauty these Waters allow us to see, I am imagining how mysterious the rest could be, for we haven't a clue. Laying beneath the so much unseen , lost city's, sunken vessels, treasures of a time long ago , the story of another time all buried beneath a place we dare not go. Laying beneath the grounds of our feet another world left undiscovered , only to imagine, the the secrets it keeps , the magestic land that remains unseen.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 4:36 PM UTC
Dark as night,
her eyes.
Where did the glow,
Go!?
Cold as ice,
her heart.
Where did the warmth,
Go!?
Pale as death,
her lips.
Where did the delicacy,
Go!?
Gone along with
Perishables treasures?
Instant pleasures?
Don't you worry,
imperishable!
Magestic as an angel
You heal! You heal!
Fresh as a rose,
her aura.
where did the pain,
go!?
free as thought,
her mind.
where did the worry,
go!?
Jan 2, 2022
Jan 2, 2022 at 3:16 AM UTC
Happy birthday to a
Fellow poet she's been
Gifted with the gift of writing
She cannot let go of the pen
All to well our fellow poet
Is a magestic imaginative one
She sweet as the candy mountain
Bold as a holly spirits she
Faces her darkness with a conquering pose
Happy birth day to our
Fellow poet for she is now
Chasing after her adult life without
Fear happy birth day Joubert
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
*Magenta sunset skies,
Delicate fluttering butterflies,
Clouds drifting past the moon.
Crimson treetops,
Random raindrops, like teardrops,
A storm, that you can sense,
Coming soon.
Wild flowers scattered
Across fields of plush green grass.
Old wooden shutters
Banging on windows
With dust stained glass.
Wind chimes tinkling
With the wind
On an old rustic porch,
Squeeky, creaky, timber floors,
Making use of a candle,
Or a gasoline lantern,
Instead of a torch.
Swings swaying
From magestic tree branches,
Haunted castles and
Victorian mansions.
Pebbles crushing under my feet,
Leaves rustling--a sound so sweet.
Stepping stones,
In a tucked away,
Beautiful stream,
Just some of the splendors
In which I often dream.
~ And then there's you!
By Lady R.F. (C)2018*
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 6:21 PM UTC
Ah, everything felt so magical and it was a night to remember
I carried the one I love and we saw fireworks happen between us both
Hold on let me get out of the fantasy I wish I experienced
I was unloved and too shy to ask anyone out so I went by myself
I couldn't feel an ounce of happiness while tears fell on the inside landing on the cracks tearing my heart apart
I thought it was suppose to be a magestic night but instead I was depressed
Everywhere I looked I could see people having blast
But I was lonely and somehow sat with people who had their beautiful dates next to them
No I didn't mind going by myself I just felt so lonely seeing see everyone partnered up
I faked a lot of smiles to cover up the undying sadness crawling through my heart
I pretended to enjoy the night while all I could do was cry on the inside
The only thing I realized was I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life
I used to be so excited but for what, a sad and lonely future
Why must I live a curse that can never be broken
I feel like the male version of sleeping beauty but only I'm awake and living the nightmare
I had to watch everyone make the most out of the moment while I quickly whiped the fluids draining from eyes
Yes I was alone but I had no one to cheer me up
What good was I even being there surrounded by joyful people
Why should someone have to worry about my depression on their special night
I couldn't help but fight back the tears and lie about how I felt
It just seemed like the only way to hide it all
What good did I do feeling lonely and hopeless
I just waited for the night to finally be over so I could quietly sob to myself at home
I've always wished for the void to be filled but I could never imagine it
That night made me realize that I was alone and will always be
Jun 18, 2016
Jun 18, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
Fantasy a chance to be.
A treasure you can't measure.
Ordinary magestic fairy.
I stopped eatting dairy.
Beautiful mermaids,
With gems they made.
Unicorns.
With hearts scorned.
Holy vessels everyday born.
Backstabbing witches.
Two faced *******
Ugly trolls with firebreathing dragons.
Hidden moles on wagons.
Angel voices & moral choices.
What will you find inside my mind?
My thoughts can never be bought.
My dreams are like moonbeams.
They glow really bright.
Being a mommy should'nt be a fight.
Taking a child from there mom isn't right.
My nightmares are not fair.
They can't care.
Images that haunt.
Bodies that flaunt.
My destiny is what is left of me.
A misery you see should not be.
Your thrills make me ill.
Promise not to laugh about anything from my past?
It's unfortunate it didn't last.
A curse was cast.
My life was ruined fast.
The face had no mask.
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 3:53 PM UTC
Oh God , Oh God
never heard you ,
never seen you,
just talked to you
when i needed you,
Doing sins,
Just knowing it,
That the god above me
Is seeing it,
Knowing what is right,
Is something bright,
Knowing what is wrong ,
Is something strong,
But that isn't enough ,
talking to someone
in a tone that is rough and tough,
Seeing ir hearing something bad,
Knowing that I am so sad,
OH GOD, OH GOD
Save me from hell,
That is fire for one to eternal dwell,
Seeking knowledge of QURAN,
protecting yourself from SHAITAAN,
Knowing the magestic role played by the prophets,
It is that one muslim wants
WRITTEN BY MARIYA JAWED
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 4:56 AM UTC
You came into my life
Like dandelion fluff in the breeze
Sweet, soft, magestic
You floated in with ease
Fresh snowfall
On a crisp winter night
The thought of you
Keeps me warm and alright
You placed your heart
Within my gentle hands
Your love flutters in the air
And in my battered soul it lands
And through my tired eyes
I can truly see
Right through your disguise
You're broken
Just like me
But together we can fix each other
Together we can see
The light that burns
In both of our torn up hearts
With fire and ice
We create the ultimate work of art
Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 12:28 PM UTC
~~~~
Sometimes life deals you berries,
And man, you have it made!
But sometimes you get lemons,
And must make lemonade...
I've been through a valley
Where seeds were there to sow,
Mountains are magestic,
But the valley's where you grow.
SoulSurvivor
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 3:18 AM UTC
She is beautiful.
She sits alone, solitary.
Fragrence flows from her flesh,
yet she still sits, breathing the air of the valley.
Delicate she is,
her petals billow in the wind.
She is perfection.
A lie could never fall from her tounge.
Xochitl, flower.
Flower...
shes so sickiningly sweet.
Delicate, sweet, perfect.
When she bloomed she sung.
A magestic hymn that rung through the valley.
One day she'll wilt, her petals falling to the ground.
One day her song will stop.
Sep 24, 2024
Sep 24, 2024 at 4:25 PM UTC
a little while ago
i knew you
from an old song
sang by my friends
voices magestic like the sky
and lyrics painful as hell beneath
changing my life
spilling the glass of
water
that couldn’t be undone
i fight for you,
you battle for me,
there is no winning
in a person who
doesn’t want to win
you were all a part of a sky
and i was just a mere ****
of the grounds on earth
will i ever reach you?
fly to you?
enter the magic shop?
hope for someone
when at i’m at my lowest
or even swam the purple crowds
cheering on your master piece
as you produce rhythm
of gorgeous tones
i’m lost of words
knowing that the words
the lingers on your mouth
were reality
crashed upon you
at an early life
you gave me the best of me,
now i shall give you the best of you
blooming a dream
that someday could be reality
imagining holding each other
being selflessly happy
not caring about a single
thing in this world
i do love you,
but you were so up the sky
so hard to reach
and i’m so
down
the
earth
maybe one day i could fly to you
i will always find you as my euphoria
the epiphany today
and the truth untold
to my fake love
to thy
self
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 8:08 AM UTC