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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
Poetry, An Emotion
I like poetry, and i like its secrets
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
#admiration
#emotions
#kindness
#motivational
#respect
120 reads
14 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
Poetry, An Emotion
I like poetry, and i like its secrets
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
#admiration
#emotions
#kindness
#motivational
#respect
120 reads
14 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
Poetry, An Emotion
I like poetry, and i like its secrets
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
#admiration
#emotions
#kindness
#motivational
#respect
120 reads
14 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
Poetry, An Emotion
I like poetry, and i like its secrets
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
#admiration
#emotions
#kindness
#motivational
#respect
120 reads
14 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
9th Dec 2024 12:11pm
Poetry, An Emotion
I like poetry, and i like its secrets
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
Creations and twists, that impress
And the manifest of the thoughts
Bared like the sun, easily expressed
I read the finest quills, the nobler
The thinker, and the mystical worder
And the true lover, who sheds his blood
With every word spilled, romanticized
I read the wordsmith and the weaker
And the mediocre and the "show-offs"
Like i eat every thing, in my plate
Like i don't spare; flesh and bone
Poetry, the music sieved into words
Lyrically voiced...
#admiration
#emotions
#kindness
#motivational
#respect
120 reads
14 Comments
Her
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 8:28pm
23rd Dec 2024 8:28pm
Like Endless Starlight, A Lover’s Dream (Naajir)
He’s going to Feng Shui your interior
Until you can’t think clearly
And girl, your shower is going to become your best friend
His way with words is otherworldly
He makes you want to be HER
His muse
I never want it to end
He has a higher calling
A man who knows his worth
Refining himself
Pouring back into himself
A quest to be real
I’m honored to read his mind ...
Until you can’t think clearly
And girl, your shower is going to become your best friend
His way with words is otherworldly
He makes you want to be HER
His muse
I never want it to end
He has a higher calling
A man who knows his worth
Refining himself
Pouring back into himself
A quest to be real
I’m honored to read his mind ...
#admiration
#respect
206 reads
6 Comments
Her
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 8:28pm
23rd Dec 2024 8:28pm
Like Endless Starlight, A Lover’s Dream (Naajir)
He’s going to Feng Shui your interior
Until you can’t think clearly
And girl, your shower is going to become your best friend
His way with words is otherworldly
He makes you want to be HER
His muse
I never want it to end
He has a higher calling
A man who knows his worth
Refining himself
Pouring back into himself
A quest to be real
I’m honored to read his mind ...
Until you can’t think clearly
And girl, your shower is going to become your best friend
His way with words is otherworldly
He makes you want to be HER
His muse
I never want it to end
He has a higher calling
A man who knows his worth
Refining himself
Pouring back into himself
A quest to be real
I’m honored to read his mind ...
#admiration
#respect
206 reads
6 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 12:25pm
24th Dec 2024 12:25pm
Ode to Heilung
prehistoric findings have indicated that proto Germanic
was an actual official language though not of words
Sound was a first language perhaps elementally reflection
shaping reshaping like stone mason hands each rock
o p e n i n g
hearth
heart
dearth
an open cairn where I see the musk moist
in garments beholding nearing night
I sit sink beguiled I listen, Earth o Earth
in foster waters
gestating narcoleptic
surrounded by balm
o p u s ...
was an actual official language though not of words
Sound was a first language perhaps elementally reflection
shaping reshaping like stone mason hands each rock
o p e n i n g
hearth
heart
dearth
an open cairn where I see the musk moist
in garments beholding nearing night
I sit sink beguiled I listen, Earth o Earth
in foster waters
gestating narcoleptic
surrounded by balm
o p u s ...
#admiration
#music
82 reads
4 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 12:25pm
24th Dec 2024 12:25pm
Ode to Heilung
prehistoric findings have indicated that proto Germanic
was an actual official language though not of words
Sound was a first language perhaps elementally reflection
shaping reshaping like stone mason hands each rock
o p e n i n g
hearth
heart
dearth
an open cairn where I see the musk moist
in garments beholding nearing night
I sit sink beguiled I listen, Earth o Earth
in foster waters
gestating narcoleptic
surrounded by balm
o p u s ...
was an actual official language though not of words
Sound was a first language perhaps elementally reflection
shaping reshaping like stone mason hands each rock
o p e n i n g
hearth
heart
dearth
an open cairn where I see the musk moist
in garments beholding nearing night
I sit sink beguiled I listen, Earth o Earth
in foster waters
gestating narcoleptic
surrounded by balm
o p u s ...
#admiration
#music
82 reads
4 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
Moon's dream
I don't know
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
#admiration
#love
#minimalist #moon
#minimalist #moon
222 reads
17 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
Moon's dream
I don't know
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
#admiration
#love
#minimalist #moon
#minimalist #moon
222 reads
17 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
Moon's dream
I don't know
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
#admiration
#love
#minimalist #moon
#minimalist #moon
222 reads
17 Comments
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