My mind’s a playground of forbidden thoughts,
A constant stream of lustful images, sought.
Whenever you appear, my imagination runs wild,
Dreaming of scenarios both bold and mild.
Imagining you, abducted in the night,
Dragged into a van, a shadowy flight.
Driven to a cabin, deep in the forest’s embrace,
By a masked man in black, with a devilish face.
Or in the club, where the lights are dim and low,
You leave with a stranger, the dance floor’s show.
Outside, the naughty deed is done with haste,
Leaving you to adjust your clothing, in a daze.
Held captive in a tower, a sad princess you’d be,
Waiting for your knight on a white charger to set you free.
But I’m the one who rides in, under the moon’s soft glow,
To rescue you, my fair maiden, from your solitary woe.
Bondage and beatings, a kinky fantasy,
You, my sexy slave, waiting for my mastery.
In red lingerie, you’re my vision, sharp and clear,
A fantasy so vivid, it’s almost like it’s here.
It’s a struggle to focus, with these naughty thoughts in my head,
They start the moment I see you, on the morning train, instead.
A never-ending story, this narrative of lust,
Playing on a loop, until I’m in your arms, and we’re united in trust.
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Time’s gentle hand will lift the weary eyes,
Ascending, breaking through the billowing skies.
Vaporous veils, they glaze the vision’s pane,
Blink, and prismatic crystals form, a gleaming chain.
Through the murky haze, the sun’s shape is unclear,
A distant orb, a promise, a tear.
If one dares to seize a sun from the clouds’ embrace,
A cosmic dance with satellites may ensue,
A whirlwind tour, a low orbit’s embrace,
Round and round, a journey anew.
But let us leave the earth and its familiar thrills,
For you have soared to where the clouds dissolve into the sky’s soft rills.
Time’s relentless march will clear the clouded gaze,
Sweep away the vapor, shatter the crystalline haze.
Atoms collide, a symphony of creation,
Visions form, the dance of existence.
Electrons leap, a silent, swift ballet,
In our minds, reality’s painted.
Inside, outside, a delicate fusion,
Patterns emerge, a tapestry we know.
From the past, to the future, and beyond,
Repeating, as we traverse life’s long road.
Breath by breath, with each pulsating beat,
We tread familiar paths, yet new.
In our heads, the world and its people dwell,
A kaleidoscope of thoughts, a labyrinth to tell.
Behind the eyes, between the eardrums’ stir,
It’s here, this place where we perceive.
Until we close our eyes, and dreams unfurl,
A world apart, where sorrow’s not a burden.
Stimulated, mystified, we rise again,
Inspired to conquer, to transcend.
Lifting ourselves from pain’s relentless grasp,
Into a new reality, where we finally surpass.
Coalescing, a vision, clear and bright,
Electrons hop, igniting synapses’ light.
Between you and me, this shared reality,
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In the moonlit night, beneath the stars,
Jasmine whispers, soft and sweet,
A fragrance that enchants and soothes,
A balm for weary, troubled hearts.
Jasmine whispers, tales of love,
Of passion and of longing deep,
Of secrets whispered in the breeze,
As lovers dance and hearts take flight.
Jasmine whispers, songs of hope,
Of dreams that soar on wings of light,
Of beauty found in every bloom,
Of joy that fills the darkest night.
Jasmine whispers, words of peace,
A gentle lullaby for the soul,
A reminder that we’re all connected,
That love and kindness make us whole.
So listen close, my dear friend,
To the jasmine whispers, soft and clear,
Let their magic fill your heart with love,
And guide you on a path of light.
In the realms of affection, where hearts do alight,
Sides of love are like facets of a diamond, bright.
Each one a different angle, a unique part of the whole,
Shining with its own light, a story to tell, a role.
On one side, there’s passion, a flame that’s ignite,
A burning desire, a heart’s wild night.
It’s the thrill of the dance, the rush of the fight,
The pulse of the moment, the fire of delight.
On another, there’s tenderness, a gentle embrace,
A whisper of love that finds a quiet place.
It’s the softness of touch, the understanding gaze,
A comfort that soothes the soul’s aching days.
Patience, a side of love that’s seldom seen,
A virtue that bides, a silent stream.
It’s the art of waiting, the peace that’s so sweet,
In the storm of emotions, it’s the calm retreat.
Sacrifice, a side that’s selfless and pure,
It gives without asking, it’s not in the cure.
It’s the laying down of one’s own desires,
For the good of another, with no hidden fires.
Trust, the foundation, the bedrock so strong,
It weathers the tempests, it stands for the wrong.
It’s the belief in the heart of the one who’s apart,
The glue that holds love together, never to depart.
And lastly, there’s commitment, a promise to stay,
Through the years and the changes, come what may.
It’s the choice to love, not just once or twice,
But forever and always, with joy and with strife.
These sides of love, they intertwine, they dance, they collide,
Creating a tapestry rich in texture and pride.
It’s not just one feeling, it’s not just a glance,
It’s the multitude of emotions that make love withstand.
So let us embrace all the sides, in their turn,
For love is not singular, it’s a many-splendored burn.
It’s the sum of its parts, in a beautiful show,
A symphony of emotions that grows and grows.
And in the embrace of this love so complete,
We find our own happiness, our soul’s retreat.
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Romance, a dance of two hearts,
A love story that never departs.
Eyes meet, and souls ignite,
A passion that burns so bright.
Hand in hand, we walk through life,
Through joy and sorrow, through strife.
Your love is my guiding light,
Through the darkest of nights.
In your arms, I find my home,
Where my heart can truly roam.
You are my everything, my love,
My gift from above.
My love for you is true.
Tapping on the windowpanes,
Like fingertips of angels,
Whispering sweet lullabies,
To lull me to sleep.
Drumming on the rooftiles,
Like a gentle drumbeat,
Calling me to dance,
In the rain’s cool embrace.
Falling on my face,
Like tears from heaven,
Washing away my worries,
And leaving me cleansed.
Raindrops, you are a gift,
From the sky above,
Thank you for your beauty,
And your healing power.
I lie on my back and gaze up at the sky,
Counting the stars until I lose track.
They twinkle and dance, a myriad of lights,
Too many to count, yet each one unique.
I wonder what stories they could tell,
If only I could understand their language.
Perhaps they hold the secrets of the universe,
Or maybe they’re just beautiful lights in the night.
I don’t know the answers, but I like to think
That each star is a doorway to another world.
A world where anything is possible,
A world where dreams come true.
So I keep counting the stars,
One by one, until I fall asleep.
And in my dreams, I travel to faraway places,
And meet all sorts of amazing creatures.
I know that it’s just a dream,
But it’s a wonderful dream,
And it makes me happy to think
That there are so many possibilities out there.
Through the wide expanse of trees,
The winds whisper secrets, soft and free.
Caressed by gentle zephyrs, whispered with grace,
A melody of secrets, adrift in this sacred space.
Whispers carried by the breeze’s gentle sway,
Tales of love and longing, in a mysterious way.
The trees sway in rhythm, as if in harmony,
Singing the ballad of you and me.
In the language of leaves, the secrets unfurl,
The winds, faithful messengers, in a beautiful swirl.
They tell of stolen glances and hearts filled with fire,
Of whispered promises, igniting desire.
In the dance of the branches, a symphony of desire,
The breeze weaves a tapestry, setting souls afire.
Oh, how the winds sing, in a language so rare,
The story of us, woven through the autumn air.
So listen, dear lover, to the whispers in the trees,
Their ethereal chorus, carried on gentle breeze.
For in their subtle rustle, the secrets will be found,
The love that blooms in silence, with a tender sound.
The moon, a glowing orb in the sky,
Casts shadows upon the earth below.
A world of darkness, yet not quite,
For the moon’s light still shines bright.
The shadows dance and sway,
As the moon rises higher each day.
A world of mystery and intrigue,
As the shadows shift and fatigue.
The moon’s shadow is a thing of beauty,
A sight to behold for all who see.
A reminder that even in darkness,
There is still light to be found.
Aurora, oh Aurora, the sky is your stage,
With colors so vibrant, you light up the page,
A dance in the heavens, a sight to behold,
Your beauty and grace, never gets old.
The stars are your audience, they twinkle with glee,
As you paint the night sky, for all to see,
Your movements are graceful, a true work of art,
A symphony in motion, that warms every heart.
The Northern Lights, a wonder to behold,
Aurora Borealis, a story untold,
Aurora Australis, its southern twin,
Together they dance, and light up our skin.
With each breath, I rise and fight,
Against the shadows of the night.
I seize the day with all my might,
And chase my dreams with pure delight.
I climb the mountains, brave the seas,
And let my heart soar with the breeze.
I dance and sing with joyful ease,
And cherish life’s sweet memories.
For in this world, so vast and wide,
There’s beauty in each moment’s stride.
So let us live with hearts open wide,
Embracing life’s adventurous ride.
When the sun goes down, and the day is done,
The sky turns to gold, then to shades of fun.
The stars twinkle bright, like diamonds on display,
As the moon rises high, to light up the way.
The world slows down, as if taking a breath,
And all creatures seek their nightly rest.
But some come alive, in the twilight’s embrace,
To dance and to play, in this magical space.
The sound of thousands of locust wings,
A symphony that nature brings,
Buzzing in unison, a deafening hum,
A chorus that makes the trees succumb.
The swarm descends, devouring all,
Leaving nothing but barren soil and pall.
Their wings a blur, their eyes aglow,
As they march on, row by row.
Amidst the chaos, a sight so grand,
The locusts rise like a golden band,
A dance of life, a fleeting chance,
Before they vanish in a final trance.
I used to be so fun, they say,
But now I’m just a bore.
I used to laugh and dance all day,
But now I’m feeling poor.
What happened to the joy I had?
Where did my spirit go?
I used to be so wild and mad,
But now I’m feeling low.
Perhaps it’s just a passing phase,
A momentary lull.
I’ll find my way back to those days
When life was full of hull.
Until then, I’ll sit and wait,
And try to find my spark.
I used to be so fun, they say,
And soon I’ll make my mark.
Enjoying the rhythm,
Of life’s sweet melody,
We dance to our own beat,
And let our spirits free.
The music is our guide,
As we sway and twirl,
Our hearts full of joy,
Our souls in a whirl.
The world fades away,
As we move to the sound,
Our worries left behind,
Our feet on the ground.
So let’s dance together,
To the beat of our hearts,
And enjoy the rhythm,
That life imparts.
Celestial bodies in a cosmic ballet,
A swirling dance of stars and planets play,
Their movements choreographed with grace,
A spectacle that fills the vast space.
A grand performance in the galactic theater,
The stars twirl and spin, a sight to savor,
Their luminous costumes shimmer and shine,
As they pirouette in an endless line.
The planets join in, a waltz through the void,
In perfect harmony, their steps employed,
Each one unique, with its own style,
Yet together they dance, mile after mile.
The audience below, in awe of the scene,
As they witness the cosmic routine,
A symphony of motion, a celestial display,
A wonder that leaves them amazed.
Outside your window is a symphony of birds,
Their sweet melodies, like magical words.
A chorus of nature, in perfect harmony,
A reminder of life’s beauty and serenity.
The trees sway gently, in the whispering breeze,
A dance of nature, with such graceful ease.
The sun shines bright, in a clear blue sky,
A canvas of wonder, that’s hard to deny.
The world is full of magic, waiting to be found,
In the simple joys of life, that truly astound.
A song of nature, that’s sung every day,
A beautiful reminder, to simply be and stay.
Live in the looping moment of balance,
Where peace and harmony coexist in silence.
A state of being, where all is in flow,
And the heart and mind, are in perfect glow.
The art of balance, is a delicate dance,
Where each step taken, is a chance to enhance.
The beauty of life, in its infinite form,
And the wonder of nature, in its perfect norm.
So let us embrace, the art of balance and grace,
And live each day, with a smile on our face.
For the world is full of wonder, waiting to be found,
In the simple joys of life, that truly astound.
Some to a raging wave, they fall, A force of nature, strong and tall, The sea, it roars, it crashes down, A symphony of sound, a mighty crown.
The waves, they rise, they ebb and flow, A dance of power, a stunning show, The sea, it calls, it beckons all, To witness its might, to heed its call.
The ocean’s depths, a mystery untold, A world of wonder, a story to unfold, For in the sea, we find our soul, A place of peace, a place to be whole.
We grind the grit and rhyme,
To weave a tale that’s prime,
With words that dance and sing,
And make our spirits take wing.
We search for just the right phrase,
To set our readers’ hearts ablaze,
To paint a picture in their minds,
And leave them with a sense that binds.
We labor over every line,
To make sure it sounds divine,
And when we’ve done our very best,
We send it out into the quest.
For poets know that words have power,
To lift us up or make us cower,
So we use them with great care,
To create a world that’s fair.
She gazes up at cosmic remnants, A universe of wonder, a cosmic testament, She sees the stars, a celestial sight, A cosmic dance, a symphony of light.
She wonders at the universe’s might, A cosmic force, a power so bright, She feels the pull, the cosmic call, A journey through space, a cosmic sprawl.
She dreams of stars, of cosmic flight, A journey through time, a cosmic delight, She finds her place, among the stars, A cosmic adventure, a journey so far.
Prompt inspired by : CoraLynn (@coralynn.poetry) • Instagram photos and videos
Dancing with plenty of time left,
A joyous moment, a feeling so bereft.
The rhythm of life, a beat so sweet,
A moment to cherish, a memory to keep.
The dance of life is a waltz so grand,
A journey of twists and turns, of footprints in the sand.
It’s a chance to move, to feel alive,
To be in the moment, to let our hearts thrive.
The music of life is a symphony divine,
A melody of love, a rhythm so fine.
It’s a chance to dance, to let our souls shine,
To embrace the journey, to make it all worthwhile.
Dancing with plenty of time left,
A chance to live, without any regret.
To find our rhythm, to let our hearts sing,
To embrace the journey, to spread our wings.
Fluttering hearts, like wings in flight,
Take us on a journey of pure delight.
A dance of love, a symphony of grace,
Guiding us to a wondrous place.
Each beat a step, each pulse a note,
A rhythm that fills us with hope.
With each flutter, we reach new heights,
A soaring spirit, a soul in flight.
Fluttering hearts, a melody divine,
A song of love that will forever shine.
With each beat, we are reborn,
Our hearts entwined, forever sworn.
A Tribute To A Girl I Once Loved
Her eyes, like twinkling stars so bright,
A smile that lit up the darkest night,
Her laugh, like music to my ears,
A love so pure, it overcame my fears.
We danced beneath the moon and stars,
Our love a flame that burned so far,
But life came and tore us apart,
A piece of me left with her heart.
Now memories of her sweet embrace,
Remind me of a love I cannot replace,
She’ll always hold a special place,
In my heart, her love will never efface.
Fire and Water
Fire and water, a union of might,
A dance of nature, that’s always in sight,
A clash of elements, that fills up the sky,
A thing of beauty, that never will die.
The fire, it burns, with a fierce heat,
A thing of beauty, that’s hard to beat,
Its flames, they flicker, and fill us with awe,
A thing of wonder, that’s easy to draw.
The water, it flows, with a gentle grace,
A symphony of nature, that’s hard to replace,
Its waves, they ripple, and fill us with peace,
A thing of beauty, that never will cease.
The smoke, it rises, with a dark hue,
A thing of nature, that’s always in view,
Its texture, it swirls, and fills the air,
A thing of wonder, that’s beyond compare.
Fire and water, they’re a thing of might,
A wonder of nature, that’s hard to confine,
They fill us with wonder, and endless awe,
A thing of beauty, that’s never a flaw.
Moonlight Sonata, a melody so pure,
A world of beauty, that’s hard to endure,
The notes, they dance, with a haunting grace,
A world of wonder, that’s hard to replace.
The moon, it shines, with a silvery light,
A world of magic, that’s hard to incite,
The music, it stirs, the soul to its core,
A world of emotion, that’s hard to ignore.
For even as the music fades from our ears,
Its memory lingers, through the passage of years,
A reminder of the beauty, that’s forever in flight.
Waves Rise and Fall Again #Poetry
The waves rise and fall again,
A never-ending dance that has no end,
In the ebb and flow of the tides,
The ocean’s secrets it confides.
With every rise, the waves gain might,
With every fall, they return to the night,
A rhythm that echoes throughout,
A symphony of nature’s devout.
The waves rise and fall again,
A force that we can never comprehend,
In their power, we find our peace,
A reminder that our worries will cease.
As the waves crash upon the shore,
I feel a thrill that I can’t ignore,
Rushing through my veins with such force,
An ecstasy that I can’t divorce.
The foam and spray are like a dance,
With each movement, I am entranced,
Like a siren’s call to the sea,
I surrender and let myself be.
The rhythm, the pulse, the motion,
A symphony of pure devotion,
As I’m lost in this glorious tide,
I am filled with pure joy inside.
The sun sets on this perfect day,
As the waves carry my cares away,
In this moment, I am free,
Caught up in these waves of ecstasy.
In the vast expanse of space,
There’s a wondrous, awe-inspiring place,
Where cosmic glimmers light the way,
And guide us through the endless astral display.
With colors that shimmer and shine,
The stars twinkle like cosmic wine.
Each one a beacon that leads the way,
Through the galaxies, far and away.
The moon reflects the sun’s warm glow,
As comets blaze past in a fiery show.
Planets orbit their central star,
In a cosmic dance that’s gone on so far.
With every twinkle and every gleam,
We’re reminded of a universal dream.
Of life and love, and all that’s true,
In the cosmic glimmers that shine for me and you.
Tides of passion dance on tickling tongues,
A salty wave that crashes and throngs,
Lips meet in fiery embrace,
A sensuous rhythm, a gentle pace.
Skin on skin, a feverish heat,
A symphony of desire that cannot be beat,
Moans and sighs in sweet crescendo,
A dance of two, a lover’s innuendo.
As the waves recede, a gentle calm,
Lovers entwined in each other’s arms,
The ebb and flow of passion’s tide,
A love that cannot be denied.
When Unique Pieces Come Together to Form a Beautiful Whole
Assemble disparate fragments,
Craft a mosaic new,
Marvel at what you have conjured,
A beauty born of hue.
For each shard tells a story,
A tale your soul can read,
Gathered together in concert,
A symphony indeed.
The colors swirl and dance,
A choreography of light,
Each tesserae a treasure,
A gem to catch the sight.
Imagine all in its glory,
A dazzling sight to behold,
A puzzle once in pieces,
A masterpiece now whole.
A Beautiful Choreography of Blended Relationships
Relationships come in different forms, and while some may seem complex, they are often beautiful when carefully nurtured. Blended relationships, in particular, are a testament to the power of love and commitment. They bring together people from diverse backgrounds and cultures, creating a symphony of personalities that dance to the music of life. Here’s a poem to celebrate the beauty of blended relationships.
A Beautiful Choreography of Blended Relationships
Like a graceful dance that speaks volumes,
Blended relationships move in perfect unison,
Different beats and rhythms melding into one,
Creating a harmonious blend under the sun.
Shared experiences and memories are woven,
Into a tapestry of love that’s unbroken,
As each partner brings their unique flavor,
To create a perfect blend that they savor.
From East to West and North to South,
Love crosses borders, without a doubt,
Different cultures merge to create,
A beautiful fusion that’s simply great.
Language barriers dissolve like mist,
As each partner is determined to persist,
In creating a bond that’s beyond compare,
A beautiful dance that is always there.
The verse in motion, a dance of words,
A symphony of language, like singing birds,
Each syllable a step, each phrase a turn,
A rhythm that flows, like a river’s churn.
The words do sway, to the beat of the heart,
In a tapestry of emotions, like a work of art,
A story unfolds, with each passing line,
A journey of the soul, that is truly divine.
In verse in motion, we find our voice,
A way to express, our hopes and joys,
A path to healing, and finding peace,
A way to make our worries cease.
They say I have two left feet
And I can’t keep a steady beat
I stumble and I trip and fall
Whenever I try to play ball
They laugh at me when I dance
And say I don’t stand a chance
To impress anyone with my moves
Or to find someone who approves
But I don’t care what they say
I enjoy myself anyway
I have fun in my own way
And I don’t let them ruin my day
I know I’m not the best at sports
Or at any other sorts
Of activities that require skill
Or coordination or will
But I have other talents too
That they don’t have a clue
I can write and draw and sing
And do many other things
So I don’t let them get me down
Or make me feel like a clown
I’m proud of who I am and what I do
And I don’t need their approval to be true
Sun, Moon, and Stars, a celestial trio,
Shining bright, a cosmic show.
Silent sentinel, a midnight sky,
Sparkling stars, a celestial high.
Shimmering sunlight, a morning view,
Shining sphere, a day so new.
Silver moon, a nocturnal guide,
Serene beauty, a cosmic pride.
Stellar constellations, a mystical sight,
Shooting stars, a meteoric flight.
Sapphire skies, a breathtaking hue,
Sensational sights, a dream come true.
Sun, Moon, and Stars, an eternal dance,
Spectacular show, a cosmic romance.
I choose to hold you in my dreams, my love
For it’s the only place I can be with you, above
In my dreams, you’re always near
And my heart is filled with love and cheer
Our memories, they come to life
As we dance and laugh, free from strife
In my dreams, I can hold you tight
And love you with all my might.