nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
The Courser's Heart
The Courser's Heart: A Ballad of Loyalty No coat of spun gold, nor thunderous stride, This courser's a friend, by his master's side.
mahmoud elsaadPublished a day ago in PoetsECLIPSE
Elevate Consciousness Lament Insidiousness Procure Salvation Evolve
QC (A.K.A Soul Writer)Published a day ago in PoetsThe Desert's Steed
With eyes like embers in the sun's embrace, The camel strides, a king of this hot space. His coat, a canvas tanned by desert winds,
mahmoud elsaadPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Song of the Sand Steamer:
The sands whisper tales of a ship of the dunes, A beast with a soul carved by merciless moons. The camel, he walks, with a slow, steady stride,
mahmoud elsaadPublished a day ago in PoetsA Dance in the Sky
A dance in the sky, Colors weave, spirits arise, Nature's grand surprise.
Printique StudiosPublished a day ago in PoetsSar Pass: A Tapestry of Nature's Splendor
Amidst the towering peaks and rugged terrain, Sar Pass beckons with a promise of adventure, A trekker's paradise, a journey into the unknown, Where every step is a tale waiting to be told.
Vikas SharmaPublished a day ago in Poets11 things that emotionally intelligent people would never indulge themselves in
Emotional intelligence is an essential skill that helps us navigate the daily challenges of life with ease and inward focus. While it is a muscle that needs be strengthened over time,, here are certain things that emotionally intelligent people would never indulge themselves in
Hridya SharmaPublished a day ago in Poetseclipsed
Effervescent in your truth Coming from a place of youth Light and dark and left to trace Intertwined through outer space
In the shadow of Eclipse
Embrace all the best from the stars, planets, and the whole available good in the Universe Cure all the illness by its shades
Window
Outside the window is a marvelous world. There are birds and flowers and beautiful mountains. Where the chickens and ducks are flocking.
Clouds
Atoms flung from dying stars onto the burning rock, Hydrogen and oxygen congealing and combining, Eons like drops of rain hang by the millions of pounds serenely floating,
Alex FontainePublished a day ago in PoetsFae
Recently on my stroll by the river I caught a sight made me shiver In the water, sleek and wet A girl such as I could but wish to get
Andrew C McDonaldPublished a day ago in Poets