Admiration Poems
#admiration
Admiration poems, poetry about having admiration for someone, or something, or being admired. Poems about fondness for those we respect and hold in high esteem.
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Well done Omid Scobie. And good on you lad!
By Stanley Collymore
Other than not being readily and
effusively acknowledged as
the actually pathetically
fawning medieval mindset serfs which
they rather earnestly and keenly, really
do love being seen and classed as by
their monarchical family, and equally
hereditary perceived, superiors; truly
the one other principal thing simply,
which white Britons distinctively do
actually overwhelmingly in tandem
with their non-white bleached skin
House Niggers and noxious Asian ...
Other than not being readily and
effusively acknowledged as
the actually pathetically
fawning medieval mindset serfs which
they rather earnestly and keenly, really
do love being seen and classed as by
their monarchical family, and equally
hereditary perceived, superiors; truly
the one other principal thing simply,
which white Britons distinctively do
actually overwhelmingly in tandem
with their non-white bleached skin
House Niggers and noxious Asian ...
#strength
#courage
#inspirational
#admiration
#respect
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In Your Eyes I Drowning
Your gorgeous eyes that sparkle
like shimmering stars at night.
From Heaven I could plummet
into those orbs of pure delight.
Hands tied together I would dive
into your radiant pools that shimmer.
Across the seas and oceans of blue
like Olympic gold metal swimmer.
Falling deep into your shining lights
blinded by lust I am mesmerized.
Eyes colliding, makes me feel in a
dream like trance forever hypnotized.
Through the depth of your windows
like a deep dark forest I ponder.
Lost for days and weeks staring ...
like shimmering stars at night.
From Heaven I could plummet
into those orbs of pure delight.
Hands tied together I would dive
into your radiant pools that shimmer.
Across the seas and oceans of blue
like Olympic gold metal swimmer.
Falling deep into your shining lights
blinded by lust I am mesmerized.
Eyes colliding, makes me feel in a
dream like trance forever hypnotized.
Through the depth of your windows
like a deep dark forest I ponder.
Lost for days and weeks staring ...
#love
#romantic
#admiration
#passion
#emotions
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Clearing light of faith
Clearing light of faith
Vale slowly clears from lazy hazy smoke
Penetrating pure light blazes clearing
Shadows of the dark veil unraveling
Light of pure faith unfolding descending
Blind Sight from eyes upon duality
Illusions plotted by tyrants of faith
Wind sweeps clean this delusion
Earthy spirits scent fills the land
Sky blue grace falls on earth
Yellow winged butterfly flutter in glory
Clear rippling springs flow to the green sea
Rivers meandering grace sweeps on the bend
Mountains peaks shelter the cold snow
...
Vale slowly clears from lazy hazy smoke
Penetrating pure light blazes clearing
Shadows of the dark veil unraveling
Light of pure faith unfolding descending
Blind Sight from eyes upon duality
Illusions plotted by tyrants of faith
Wind sweeps clean this delusion
Earthy spirits scent fills the land
Sky blue grace falls on earth
Yellow winged butterfly flutter in glory
Clear rippling springs flow to the green sea
Rivers meandering grace sweeps on the bend
Mountains peaks shelter the cold snow
...
#inspirational
#nature
#spiritual #admiration
#spiritual #admiration
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Lovers Paradise
Every day and every night.
I fantasise of you.
Making love to you.
Your glance excites every part of my being. Your kisses electrifies me.
Each kiss revitalises my spirit.
My soul.
The essence of you being you.
I love it.
I adore it.
I desire it.
I want to cater to your deepest needs.
Be of service to you.
Let me water your seeds.
Fertilise my mind with your knowledge, sacredness and power.
My beloved
Eme nga ku zola
I praise the most...
I fantasise of you.
Making love to you.
Your glance excites every part of my being. Your kisses electrifies me.
Each kiss revitalises my spirit.
My soul.
The essence of you being you.
I love it.
I adore it.
I desire it.
I want to cater to your deepest needs.
Be of service to you.
Let me water your seeds.
Fertilise my mind with your knowledge, sacredness and power.
My beloved
Eme nga ku zola
I praise the most...
#breakup
#beauty
#admiration
#MovingOn
#FirstLove
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THE LOVE OF A WRITER
I wrote my first lines to win love.
Then I wrote to defend what is right.
I don't know if I was a poet or writer.
Just some few lines of words but it makes sense.
Then I wrote again. Wether verses or prose, I can't really tell.
Just a rebel writer that I am...
The ink seduced me. I can't stop anymore
I am just an ordinary writer in a low class community school.
I find my purpose in- between the lines.
I love the poem
I love the slam
But I am in love with the lines.
I can't stop anymore because I am a rebel...
Then I wrote to defend what is right.
I don't know if I was a poet or writer.
Just some few lines of words but it makes sense.
Then I wrote again. Wether verses or prose, I can't really tell.
Just a rebel writer that I am...
The ink seduced me. I can't stop anymore
I am just an ordinary writer in a low class community school.
I find my purpose in- between the lines.
I love the poem
I love the slam
But I am in love with the lines.
I can't stop anymore because I am a rebel...
#love
#courage
#motivational
#inspirational
#admiration
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the moth and flame
2 a.m.,
the moth
drawn
to the light,
knowing
it is
suicide
to kiss
the flame,
but,
his lover
is there,
waiting,
and
the moth
flies into
the flame,
the candle
consuming him,
the moth
lay cremated
on the
ground,
his lover
wide awake,
and still
looking
for more
kisses,
from
even more
sacrificial lovers.
the moth
drawn
to the light,
knowing
it is
suicide
to kiss
the flame,
but,
his lover
is there,
waiting,
and
the moth
flies into
the flame,
the candle
consuming him,
the moth
lay cremated
on the
ground,
his lover
wide awake,
and still
looking
for more
kisses,
from
even more
sacrificial lovers.
#love
#suicide
#nature
#admiration
#passion
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Missing Your Warmth
My feelings for you
are genuine and kind
I will always care for you
until the end of time
I find myself
thinking a lot of you
of us being close together
and of the sweet things-
we would do
the days are going to be long
and the nights, cold
without being able to talk to you
or you there to hold
my feelings for you
burn with the brightness-
of a lover's flame
I'm missing your warmth
with each uttering of your name!
are genuine and kind
I will always care for you
until the end of time
I find myself
thinking a lot of you
of us being close together
and of the sweet things-
we would do
the days are going to be long
and the nights, cold
without being able to talk to you
or you there to hold
my feelings for you
burn with the brightness-
of a lover's flame
I'm missing your warmth
with each uttering of your name!
#love
#romantic
#admiration #sensual
#admiration #sensual
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Your beauty is magic
Your beauty is magic
from inside and out
with such a precious heart
leaves no room for doubt
to why the sun dimly shines
known only to us few
it simply pales in comparison
for it's jealousy of you
with such object radiance
such heart felt joy
that no amount of restraint
could anyone imploy
even if our eyes are closed
the sweet sound of your very voice
stirs up such vacant emotions
leaving us with no other choice
but to embrace that very moment
to immerse ourselves completely
for...
from inside and out
with such a precious heart
leaves no room for doubt
to why the sun dimly shines
known only to us few
it simply pales in comparison
for it's jealousy of you
with such object radiance
such heart felt joy
that no amount of restraint
could anyone imploy
even if our eyes are closed
the sweet sound of your very voice
stirs up such vacant emotions
leaving us with no other choice
but to embrace that very moment
to immerse ourselves completely
for...
#love
#romantic
#FallingInLove
#admiration
#seductive
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If not the artists
Think I'm always going to be a hot mess,
a hyperfixation away from being unable
to exist in a world so monetarial.
I love creation
as if there's a feral beast
craving inspiration
resting in the throne room
of my wide, well cushioned chest.
I feast on writing,
and singing, and performance
and designing,
dance with traumas,
encourage others to do the same -
to not to lull in the wounds of them
but reawaken them stronger,
find out who they make us, ask
"Who paints the tapestry of our history, ...
a hyperfixation away from being unable
to exist in a world so monetarial.
I love creation
as if there's a feral beast
craving inspiration
resting in the throne room
of my wide, well cushioned chest.
I feast on writing,
and singing, and performance
and designing,
dance with traumas,
encourage others to do the same -
to not to lull in the wounds of them
but reawaken them stronger,
find out who they make us, ask
"Who paints the tapestry of our history, ...
#gratitude
#admiration
#healing
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Prince of Darkness
I'll admit
it is true
I like to bite
fingers wrapped
around my throat
memory sleeps deep inside
eat my screams
make me choke
another damsel
quivering
in the lap
of your throne
does your jaw
clench like mine?
what a design
Lord of my mind
drip a tear on
my patient tongue
out of reach
I've heard enough
dreamlike facade
does it cover enough?
keep your mystery visage
I'm drawn to the cuts
easy words
make a beautiful line
reflect the tragedy ...
it is true
I like to bite
fingers wrapped
around my throat
memory sleeps deep inside
eat my screams
make me choke
another damsel
quivering
in the lap
of your throne
does your jaw
clench like mine?
what a design
Lord of my mind
drip a tear on
my patient tongue
out of reach
I've heard enough
dreamlike facade
does it cover enough?
keep your mystery visage
I'm drawn to the cuts
easy words
make a beautiful line
reflect the tragedy ...
#admiration
#suffering
#obsession
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in the beginning
in
the beginning,
what i saw,
what i felt
was not
the moon,
was not
the stars,
was not
even
the heavens,
i saw you,
i felt you,
to me
you have
always been
all of
those things,
growing
into more,
much more
within me,
becoming
these walled
heartbeats,
a trace
of you
i need
in my
everything.
the beginning,
what i saw,
what i felt
was not
the moon,
was not
the stars,
was not
even
the heavens,
i saw you,
i felt you,
to me
you have
always been
all of
those things,
growing
into more,
much more
within me,
becoming
these walled
heartbeats,
a trace
of you
i need
in my
everything.
#happiness
#strength
#inspirational
#admiration
#respect
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you clutched my hand
you clutched my hand
to your heart, so very close,
the hand that has so many times
brought comfort into your life.
you clutched my hand,
Remembering the many times
your lips caressed it so softly,
tenderly gracing it with love.
you clutched my hand
feeling the strength it gave to you
the many times you had fears,
so tender it was when i wiped your tears.
you clutched my hand,
while i held you close, when you felt alone
assuring you, y'd never be.
i would always be there throughout your life.
...
to your heart, so very close,
the hand that has so many times
brought comfort into your life.
you clutched my hand,
Remembering the many times
your lips caressed it so softly,
tenderly gracing it with love.
you clutched my hand
feeling the strength it gave to you
the many times you had fears,
so tender it was when i wiped your tears.
you clutched my hand,
while i held you close, when you felt alone
assuring you, y'd never be.
i would always be there throughout your life.
...
#love
#kindness
#romantic #admiration
#romantic #admiration
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