nature poetry

An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.

The Heaven We Could Create
We walk through streets with blinded eyes, While nature's beauty slowly dies, The trees that breathe, the rivers that cry,
By COU2 years ago in Poets
Everest: The Crown Of The Sky
Upon the earth where giants sleep, A mountain stands, so proud, so steep. Through clouds it climbs, a frozen throne, A peak where winds forever moan. A titan draped in icy grace, A challenge few dare to embrace. Its whispers call the bold and free, To test their fate, their destiny. Each step is carved in frost and stone, Through storms that chill the bone to bone. Yet from its heights, the world below, Unveils a dream in endless glow. But Everest, both fierce and wise, Holds tales of triumph, loss, and cries. A monument to those who roam, And those who never made it home. Oh, mighty peak, so vast, so high, You touch the heart, you kiss the sky. A crown of earth, both fierce and grand, A testament to nature’s hand.
By Yash Yadav2 years ago in Poets
Earth's Eternal Embrace
Beneath the sky so vast and wide, The Earth spins on, our trusted guide. Mountains rise and rivers flow, A timeless dance of life’s soft glow. Her forests whisper ancient tales, Through rustling leaves and winding trails. The oceans hum a deep refrain, As waves embrace the shore again. Golden fields and flowers bright, Bathe beneath the morning light. While creatures roam in joyous flight, A world alive, serene and right. Yet, heed the cries upon the breeze, The aching lands, the fading trees. She gives us life, she gives us breath, But asks we shield her from her death. O, Earth so vast, so wild, so free, May we protect your harmony. For all you are, for all you give, Let us ensure you thrive and live.
By Yash Yadav2 years ago in Poets
The moon and the sun.
Have I ever told you the story, of how the moon fell in love with the sun? Those compatible too. They truly are of opposite forms. But the moon loved the sun.
By Lane Burns2 years ago in Poets
🌙 Echoes of the Moon. AI-Generated.
A Poem on Time, Dreams, and Silent Goodbyes The moon hums softly in the midnight sky, A silver thread where memories lie.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran2 years ago in Poets
Red Sky at Night, Blue Sky at Dawn
Red Sky at Night, Blue Sky at Dawn Red sky at night, a whispered embrace, The sun dips low in a fiery haze. Clouds catch fire in a crimson glow,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Love That Defied Time
Aarav was a dreamer, a wanderer who believed that life should be lived in the moment. He traveled the world, capturing fleeting moments through his camera, telling stories of places and people through his lens. He never stayed in one place for too long, believing that roots only held people back.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Pruning
Sometimes it's needed to make a plant healthier which increases blooming.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Someone is singing
It’s a Friday morning. The fog rolling in thick across the Common. Parallel lamps buzz down the streets, and though I cannot see her,
By L.J Moore2 years ago in Poets
What we send out will return ten fold
What we send out will return ten fold What we plant is what will grow, Every seed we choose to sow. Kindness scattered, blossoms bright,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Swan who loved Fish
The Swan who loved Fish There once was a swan by a quiet, cool lake, Whose heart held a softness no hunger could break. She’d glide through the water, so gentle, so still,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Burnt Orange
a spark crackling in the growing dark the tiniest fleck of dying light that got herself out of the raging fire soaring
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets