nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Ink of Nigeria: Unveiling the Literary Odyssey of Michael Okpala
In fair Nigeria, where Michael doth reside, A wordsmith true, with tales he doth provide. His passion for writing, a flame burning bright,
okpala michaelPublished 11 months ago in PoetsDistraction
Dancing thoughts divert my attention, In a whirlwind of scattered reflection. Sights and sounds, a vibrant attraction,
Christopher KellyPublished 11 months ago in PoetsMy Bedside Eulogy to the Death of the World
As the Frost poem proclaimed, "Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice." But I posit a different conclusion,
Ethereal Embrace
Beneath a canvas vast and blue, The sky, a symphony of hues, I lift my gaze, in wonder and awe, A tapestry of emotions, my heart's withdrawn.
Ivana C. IvanaPublished 11 months ago in PoetsThe Whispers of Wings
In meadows bathed in golden light, Where dreams take flight in colors bright, A wondrous sight unfolds in view, The dance of butterflies, so lovely and true.
Ivana C. IvanaPublished 11 months ago in PoetsLove's Nature's Melancholy
In the realm where love and nature meet, A melancholy tale finds its retreat. Amidst the whispers of the somber breeze,
Hasan ShahidPublished 11 months ago in PoetsNature's Poetry Unfolds
In nature's embrace, I find solace profound, Where whispers of wind create a tranquil sound. The sun's golden rays, a gentle touch on my face,
Hasan ShahidPublished 11 months ago in PoetsNature's Poetic Tapestry
In nature's realm, a masterpiece unfolds, Where beauty and serenity enfold. The sun's golden rays dance through the trees,
Hasan ShahidPublished 11 months ago in PoetsNature's Poetic Symphony
In meadows lush, where wildflowers bloom, Nature paints a vivid, vibrant room. Sunlight dances on leaves of green, A symphony of life, a tranquil scene.
Hasan ShahidPublished 11 months ago in PoetsThe Melody of Intimate Desires"
In the realm of passion, where desires ignite, A flame burns fierce, in the depths of the night. With every touch, every whisper, a sacred art,
KHALID ALIPublished 11 months ago in PoetsWhat it's like
In my dreams, I'm chased I'm hunted by the light so I'm running from the light with all the strength that's left of me as fast as I can and yet very slowly as in every dream I'm running towards the darkness to hide and be safe be safe from everything of this world
AZIAKPONO OVWEDEPublished 11 months ago in PoetsMasked identify
It took a while a long while to realize I needed to find it so I searched in the depth of everything I could have been, I searched in the void of everything I can be, I searched to find myself where I failed to look, there I was in the muds of today, there I hopped over covered fully in today's filth and dirt I lost my identity
AZIAKPONO OVWEDEPublished 11 months ago in Poets