nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Fanny's Funny Frog Friend
Fanny found a funny frog Frolicking near a foggy bog Fancying herself a friend Fanny followed the frog to the end
The Power of Forgiveness
The power of forgiveness is a gift, A strength that knows no bounds, Healing our wounded hearts, And the pain that we've always found.
Mutahir AhsanPublished about 2 hours ago in Poets
Autumn Leaves
As the summer sun begins to fade, And the leaves turn red and gold, I am reminded of the passing of time, And the beauty that lies ahead.
Mutahir AhsanPublished about 2 hours ago in Poets
Light Shines in Me & You
In the realm of spirituality and faith, We find a light that illuminates the path, A source of strength, that gives us hope,
Mutahir AhsanPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsDaffodils(poem)
Daffodils, oh daffodils, Golden blooms that dance and sway, In the gentle springtime breeze, Your beauty takes my breath away.
Kamran GulPublished about 3 hours ago in Poets
The Wall World
Behind the imaginations is the necessitating Sun Not all the prisoners know the same Neither holding on to the same rope
MBSP-roductionPublished about 3 hours ago in Poets
ALLAMA IQBAL
Allama Iqbal, also known as Muhammad Iqbal, was a philosopher, poet, and politician from the Indian subcontinent. He is considered to be one of the most influential figures in the development of the idea of Pakistan and is widely regarded as the national poet of Pakistan. Born on November 9, 1877, in Sialkot, Punjab, Iqbal's contributions to the fields of literature, philosophy, and politics have had a lasting impact on the cultural and intellectual history of the Indian subcontinent.
Masterpiece of Vision
Beauty and aesthetics, a symphony of art, A world of wonder, that speaks to the heart, The colors that blend, the lines that curve,
Mutahir AhsanPublished about 5 hours ago in Poets
Love's Embrace
Love is a gentle breeze that caresses the heart, A warm embrace that sets the soul apart. It fills the voids, it mends the cracks,
Anees TariqPublished about 5 hours ago in Poets
A Thousand Sunsets
i've witnessed thousands of sunsets in my time on this silly globe each as majestic as the first one i can remember
OLD AGE
It walks on its tip toes, To muffle its footfalls. It creeps, it crawls, Sometimes it walks on all falls. It’s never vocal, it believes in action,
Japheth GundaniPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsThe Poisonous Presence
A toxic person, they poison the air Their words and actions, heavy to bear They thrive on drama, they love to hate Their negativity, it's hard to abate
