nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Midnight Serenade
In the stillness of the velvet night's embrace, Where stars adorn the sky's celestial space, Whispers cascade on the wings of the breeze,
Zain SiddiquiPublished 5 months ago in PoetsSands of Time
In the boundless expanse where moments blend, The Sands of Time, their tales they send. Each grain, a story, whispers untold,
Zain SiddiquiPublished 5 months ago in PoetsBe Grateful
Lately, I've been practicing, the art of enjoying exactly where I’m at. Even if it's not what my heart desired, I know there is beauty waiting to be admired.
Adriana S.Published 5 months ago in PoetsThe Sun
Never dim your light, and make yourself small. Keep shining bright like the sun, radiating light and warmth, that sustains life and brings joy.
Adriana S.Published 5 months ago in PoetsSerenade of Souls
In the enchanting moonlit waltz of Devid and Lousy, A serenade unfurls, gentle and dreamy. Their love, a harmonious melody, both tender and bold,
Waseem ChemPublished 5 months ago in Poets'A Morn by the shore
A quiet morn doth spark the sun's first rays O'er misty meadow lit in magic haze A river streams to distant shore away Not a single ripple will host its chill
Woods Alight
‘Twas the dawn of a new morn o'er yon hill, Upon the coy mist with sunlight did spill, The cool dew kissed my cheek without ill,
Technological Advancements AI
Paired murmurs wind through silicon veins, Making reverberations of progress in algorithmic territory. Pieces and bytes waltz in symphonious elegance,
the emerald mountain needs no worshippers
the emerald mountain needs no worshippers those who make the pilgrimage look on with envious eyes mischief and ambition that they cannot disguise
Why The Birds Sing
Introduction Polly Jean Harvey's "Orlam" is providing me with so many inspiring lines, although this was a quote that inspired a poem of hers.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 5 months ago in PoetsClimate Change and Environmental Conservation
In the domain where seas murmur, and trees murmur, A story unfurls from Earth's pulse, a musical drum. Environment murmurs insider facts, a language we should learn,
"Whispers of Solitude"
In quietude's embrace, I find my repose, Solitude's whispers, where serenity flows. Amidst the silent rhythm, the world unwinds,
Laiba AhmedPublished 5 months ago in Poets