Poems about Beauty
#beauty
Poetry about beauty and what it means to be beautiful. Here you'll find romantic poetry and poems about the beauty of the natural world. Also, poems examining the effects of socially constructed beauty ideals.
JusTim_
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:54pm
Yesterday 10:54pm
The Simplicity Of You
It isn't often I get these urges
most of those days have passed us by
but there is something soothing
that happens to the air
when you walk in
awestruck fills my consciousness
as my thoughts come up to breathe
I gasp in your aura and my tongue begins to feed
on your vision
loveliness personified and persuaded
daring eyes dart
then divert from your beauty
but I cannot, not look
amazement you fill my vase
with your lilacs
and your scent of ambrosia
caresses my soul
...
most of those days have passed us by
but there is something soothing
that happens to the air
when you walk in
awestruck fills my consciousness
as my thoughts come up to breathe
I gasp in your aura and my tongue begins to feed
on your vision
loveliness personified and persuaded
daring eyes dart
then divert from your beauty
but I cannot, not look
amazement you fill my vase
with your lilacs
and your scent of ambrosia
caresses my soul
...
#love
#beauty
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2 Comments
fchege
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:45pm
Yesterday 10:45pm
I Can Only Imagine
I can only imagine you and I,
Water flowing from head to toe
Droplets rolling down your face,
As Chege collects them just as they hit your lips
I can only imagine the hot shower
Steam making us one over and over
As I roll my tongue along your back
As my hands make a cleanup of your sharp nipples.
I can only imagine
As your groin brushes against mine
As your blessed hips torment my Johnny English
And as the shower droplets cease dropping
We hold tightly until we dry up.
I can only imagine.
Water flowing from head to toe
Droplets rolling down your face,
As Chege collects them just as they hit your lips
I can only imagine the hot shower
Steam making us one over and over
As I roll my tongue along your back
As my hands make a cleanup of your sharp nipples.
I can only imagine
As your groin brushes against mine
As your blessed hips torment my Johnny English
And as the shower droplets cease dropping
We hold tightly until we dry up.
I can only imagine.
#love
#romantic
#beauty
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Kinkpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:11pm
Yesterday 8:11pm
Heaven
i felt something
not sure what
a twinge
an inkling
so long
since there’s been a feeling
brown eyes
that see me
accept me
as I am
flaws and all
to wake
every day
to see
those eyes
to see that soul
looking back at me
would be heaven
not sure what
a twinge
an inkling
so long
since there’s been a feeling
brown eyes
that see me
accept me
as I am
flaws and all
to wake
every day
to see
those eyes
to see that soul
looking back at me
would be heaven
#happiness
#love
#romantic
#beauty
#passion
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
16th Jul 2019 6:43am
16th Jul 2019 6:43am
WHY ASK WHY?
Above all the beauties
walking God's green earth.
Why is it I so inspires his verse?
Big nose, small breasts,
no curves extolling worth.
Questioning, still in his words I immerse.
Sincere, at my altar he kneels.
Adoring the goddess he perceives
One in whom I begin to believe.
walking God's green earth.
Why is it I so inspires his verse?
Big nose, small breasts,
no curves extolling worth.
Questioning, still in his words I immerse.
Sincere, at my altar he kneels.
Adoring the goddess he perceives
One in whom I begin to believe.
#beauty
#respect
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
39 reads
12 Comments
Lord_Raven
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 6:01pm
15th Jul 2019 6:01pm
Prettier than I
You've got a scar on your face,
Miles on your heart,
Your insides are falling apart,
shuttered trust and broken loyalty ...
You are still prettier than me ...
Yet you ask how can this be
I see your empty smile
The warmth in your cold expressions
Your eyes are worn
Your tears are war torn
You feel nothing cause you desperately want to
Yet you are still prettier than i am ...
Miles on your heart,
Your insides are falling apart,
shuttered trust and broken loyalty ...
You are still prettier than me ...
Yet you ask how can this be
I see your empty smile
The warmth in your cold expressions
Your eyes are worn
Your tears are war torn
You feel nothing cause you desperately want to
Yet you are still prettier than i am ...
#identity
#beauty
#LifeCycle
28 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 9:34am
15th Jul 2019 9:34am
sleapless in Cascais
Sleepless in Cascais
It was a strange night
Couldn’t sleep thoughts and images
Kept churning around and I was
Horrifyingly awake.
This is pointless, got up and drank
Several glasses of water, my brain
Was talking to me and I had no answer.
To distract myself I watched TV, till
Four in the morning slept like a baby
Until noon, the past is a bleak territory.
It was a strange night
Couldn’t sleep thoughts and images
Kept churning around and I was
Horrifyingly awake.
This is pointless, got up and drank
Several glasses of water, my brain
Was talking to me and I had no answer.
To distract myself I watched TV, till
Four in the morning slept like a baby
Until noon, the past is a bleak territory.
#identity
#beauty
#politics
#art
#morality
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0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
13th Jul 2019 7:13am
13th Jul 2019 7:13am
HER SHOULDERS
World’s weight on them rests
Thus deserving amorous attention
Captivating twin promentories
Overlooking alluring peaks,
Perfect curves, valleys of enchantment
Thus deserving amorous attention
Captivating twin promentories
Overlooking alluring peaks,
Perfect curves, valleys of enchantment
#women
#beauty
#nature #sensual
#nature #sensual
44 reads
6 Comments
FromTheAsh
Poem Published
12th Jul 2019 2:38pm
12th Jul 2019 2:38pm
unexpected indrawn breaths
the day sparkled
periwinkle blue reflections
upon a rippling mirror lake
sun scorching an imprint on the unwary
cherry coated kisses on tender pale
all caught up in the moment
they unwittingly baked
until the clouds moved in
charcoal brooding hover
as waves angrily churned
castaway rafts taken by the wind
and sun-blinded eyes squinted upward
slowly widening
as awareness sunk in
a hint of thunder on the horizon
those uneasy quickly headed for cover
while more adventurous souls stood their ground
defiant ...
periwinkle blue reflections
upon a rippling mirror lake
sun scorching an imprint on the unwary
cherry coated kisses on tender pale
all caught up in the moment
they unwittingly baked
until the clouds moved in
charcoal brooding hover
as waves angrily churned
castaway rafts taken by the wind
and sun-blinded eyes squinted upward
slowly widening
as awareness sunk in
a hint of thunder on the horizon
those uneasy quickly headed for cover
while more adventurous souls stood their ground
defiant ...
#beauty
#beach
#sky
#clouds
#nature
42 reads
3 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
11th Jul 2019 6:27pm
11th Jul 2019 6:27pm
One More Night
The canyons speak
in volumes low
as there you dwell
'pon life's plateau
a cease of sound
found in nature's crease
where creation crescendos
captured by beauty
both out and in
waiting for the gentle blowing
of another Sonoran wind
mild, refreshing, and meek
caressing confines
of an infernal cheek
eyes raise as sun starts her descent
the moon takes its rightful shape
and darkness
is undressed
if for just one more night
in volumes low
as there you dwell
'pon life's plateau
a cease of sound
found in nature's crease
where creation crescendos
captured by beauty
both out and in
waiting for the gentle blowing
of another Sonoran wind
mild, refreshing, and meek
caressing confines
of an infernal cheek
eyes raise as sun starts her descent
the moon takes its rightful shape
and darkness
is undressed
if for just one more night
#beauty
#night
47 reads
8 Comments
LivDiane
Poem Published
11th Jul 2019 2:09pm
11th Jul 2019 2:09pm
at 5:58 a.m.
so now it seems I’m just like you
all those times I said I stay up too late
i’d never risen with the sun in the mornings
now here I am at fucking 5:58
i’d like to say it’s evening time but
it’s clearly in the early AM
i haven’t had enough coffee
to take the day and slay it
but the sunrise was beautiful today
though I didn’t get much sleep at all
and it’ll more than likely be shitty
at least I can say I chased the dawn
i can’t say I’ll be doing this often
the night was just as fleeting
as...
all those times I said I stay up too late
i’d never risen with the sun in the mornings
now here I am at fucking 5:58
i’d like to say it’s evening time but
it’s clearly in the early AM
i haven’t had enough coffee
to take the day and slay it
but the sunrise was beautiful today
though I didn’t get much sleep at all
and it’ll more than likely be shitty
at least I can say I chased the dawn
i can’t say I’ll be doing this often
the night was just as fleeting
as...
#beauty
#sun
#morning
#nature
#sleep
63 reads
24 Comments
Takue
Poem Published
10th Jul 2019 7:42pm
10th Jul 2019 7:42pm
Pour Me Your Coffee
Sweeter than toffee
neutralize my sour soul
Pour me your coffee
Por favor
I need nothing fancy
make it plain black
Strong enough to
Help me stay awake
Brew it till the aroma
dances in the air
Proclaiming its love
to the atmosphere
Sipping it without haste
Longing for the ancient
Taste to last
It hugs my insides
with a warm embrace
taking me back
To the first day
It touched my lips
Filling up the trenches
Dug by my past ...
neutralize my sour soul
Pour me your coffee
Por favor
I need nothing fancy
make it plain black
Strong enough to
Help me stay awake
Brew it till the aroma
dances in the air
Proclaiming its love
to the atmosphere
Sipping it without haste
Longing for the ancient
Taste to last
It hugs my insides
with a warm embrace
taking me back
To the first day
It touched my lips
Filling up the trenches
Dug by my past ...
#love
#romantic
#beauty #admiration
#beauty #admiration
35 reads
1 Comment
Sartoris
Poem Published
9th Jul 2019 11:05pm
9th Jul 2019 11:05pm
The Lacemaker
An overabundance of beauty, in time,
Diverts us, from colder aspirations
Of invisible social ritual. Just consider
The intricacies of a drawing room,
Arrayed in oriental rugs, and porcelain;
With dazzling, geometric patterns
Always changing in passages of light.
But what desires linger, in depths,
Where light itself cannot penetrate?
As pine-needles dissolve illumination
By stippled elegance, the arachnid
Remains sightless to our limited eyes;
Sheltered, to perform a danse sacrée
We glimpse only the bare...
Diverts us, from colder aspirations
Of invisible social ritual. Just consider
The intricacies of a drawing room,
Arrayed in oriental rugs, and porcelain;
With dazzling, geometric patterns
Always changing in passages of light.
But what desires linger, in depths,
Where light itself cannot penetrate?
As pine-needles dissolve illumination
By stippled elegance, the arachnid
Remains sightless to our limited eyes;
Sheltered, to perform a danse sacrée
We glimpse only the bare...
#beauty
#nature
50 reads
13 Comments
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