nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
'Love in the Stars'
In the vast expanse of the starry night, Love takes on many forms, shining bright. Each twinkling star, a unique display,
Elefty Erika SiamaPublished about a month ago in PoetsMysterious beauty
In the quiet of the night, when the moon shines bright, I am mesmerized by its gentle light, A mysterious beauty, a celestial sight, It fills my soul with wonder and delight.
Raj’s VocalPublished about a month ago in PoetsBird’s Song
Does the swallow sing in the cool morning light Does the owl howl its hoo-hoos in the cool of the night A rapturous raptor always evading capture
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsDestruction
Empty houses Open browsers Corral us in A prison of not opening up Convincing ourselves we are free If we choose the prison
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsYou-7
I thought I was waiting for you But really I was waiting on myself I thought you were the one worth waiting for Worthy of more
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsHarmony Unveiled
In a world where chaos reigns, And discord echoes through the plains, There lies a thread of hope untamed, A unity yet to be claimed.
Raj’s VocalPublished about a month ago in PoetsWords
Words, yes what you and we all write, think, and everything belongs to words, they born, grow and die, also they teach, flow, fly,
P.A.Vinura JayasankaPublished about a month ago in PoetsEchoes of Hearts
In the garden of connection, emotions bloom, Where love's whispers dance, dispelling gloom. A canvas painted with hues profound,
Soaring Lone
Soaring lone on high, Wings cradle the vivid sky, Nature's power sighs.
Printique StudiosPublished about a month ago in PoetsWhite Winter Wonderland
In winter’s hush, ‘neath skies aglow, A tale unfolds of pure white snow. In a quaint town, where dreams take flight,
Snowflakes and Sleigh Rides
In a winter wonderland, where snowflakes dance, Under twinkling lights, a festive trance. Jingle bells ring in the crisp, cold air,
Raindrops' Dance
The clouds convene, a whispered huddle, Gray giants plotting on the puddle. A first drop falls, a shy hello, Tiptoeing down, a silent flow.