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.
The Plume Of She
there was no
foreseeable poem on my horizon
until she strutted by
epitomizing sheer poetry in slowed-motion
kaleidoscopic...damn i couldn't stop it
got me stuck between the realm of boys to men
brought back a remembered joy to pen
waxing rhapsodic...I got it bad
watching her move from a figment
to the firmament of my swooning imagination
cascading down in a technicolor gown
brown skin crowned by a natural grown afro
smearing pastels and oil paints ...
foreseeable poem on my horizon
until she strutted by
epitomizing sheer poetry in slowed-motion
kaleidoscopic...damn i couldn't stop it
got me stuck between the realm of boys to men
brought back a remembered joy to pen
waxing rhapsodic...I got it bad
watching her move from a figment
to the firmament of my swooning imagination
cascading down in a technicolor gown
brown skin crowned by a natural grown afro
smearing pastels and oil paints ...
#women
#beauty
#inspirational #WritingPoetry
#inspirational #WritingPoetry
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3 Birds
In the silence of the night,
when the moon rises,
the sounds of the forest come to life,
And the winged creatures awaken,
each with its own unique melody.
The hoot of owl, wise and lonely,
call that echoes through the tall trees,
song of mystery and contemplation
that invites you to explore the unknown.
The macaw, with its vibrant feathers,
shouts to the sky in an explosion of colors.
Voice that resonates like a ray of sunlight,
happy and exuberant, like a carnival.
And the potoo, the ghost of the night, ...
when the moon rises,
the sounds of the forest come to life,
And the winged creatures awaken,
each with its own unique melody.
The hoot of owl, wise and lonely,
call that echoes through the tall trees,
song of mystery and contemplation
that invites you to explore the unknown.
The macaw, with its vibrant feathers,
shouts to the sky in an explosion of colors.
Voice that resonates like a ray of sunlight,
happy and exuberant, like a carnival.
And the potoo, the ghost of the night, ...
#beauty
#birds
#nature
#spiritual
#music
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our first meeting
our first
meeting,
by chance,
was a hot
communication,
for each
question
i asked,
she held
the answers
i needed,
a night
of carnal
desires,
sweat,
ideas
worked out
between us,
come morning
we each
went our
separate way.
meeting,
by chance,
was a hot
communication,
for each
question
i asked,
she held
the answers
i needed,
a night
of carnal
desires,
sweat,
ideas
worked out
between us,
come morning
we each
went our
separate way.
#lust
#romantic
#beauty
#passion
#obsession
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Drinking the Ocean
I want to drown in a sea of semen
A million men each sucked to completion
I saw my dad’s penis, that’s the reason
I need to suck ‘em all to get even
I’m so sorry dad, but I’m not joking
You’re the reason I’m on my knees choking
On big dicks trying to take the whole thing
Gulping down cum like its not revolting
A million men each sucked to completion
I saw my dad’s penis, that’s the reason
I need to suck ‘em all to get even
I’m so sorry dad, but I’m not joking
You’re the reason I’m on my knees choking
On big dicks trying to take the whole thing
Gulping down cum like its not revolting
#father
#erotic
#beauty
#shame
#respect
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In The Eyes of Sarajevo
I see a retreating host of forest greens
the patchwork camouflage, cut through
Seemingly tranquil, turquoise mountain streams
an immense force when in full flow
carving empires anew
Strong coffee browns, silent soulful oaks
amber charred yet, no
Passions such a place invokes
Waters, woodlands, iridescent pale blue skies
all captured in the eyes of Sarajevo
the patchwork camouflage, cut through
Seemingly tranquil, turquoise mountain streams
an immense force when in full flow
carving empires anew
Strong coffee browns, silent soulful oaks
amber charred yet, no
Passions such a place invokes
Waters, woodlands, iridescent pale blue skies
all captured in the eyes of Sarajevo
#beauty
#nature
#historical
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exotic
how
many times
have i
thought
of her
pictured,
we stroll
together
in
the garden,
elements
of gold
looking from
above,
i feared
missing her,
she wore
a new dress,
you and i
are not
forbidden,
slowly
this all
comes together.
many times
have i
thought
of her
pictured,
we stroll
together
in
the garden,
elements
of gold
looking from
above,
i feared
missing her,
she wore
a new dress,
you and i
are not
forbidden,
slowly
this all
comes together.
#happiness
#kindness
#beauty
#admiration
#crush
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Aphrodite of Coffee
Aphrodite of Coffee
Statuesque Aphrodite
Awash in sunbeams
Stands a hand’s breadth from my face
Bearing brew made of coffee beans
Her lips a cherry blossom in spring
I gaze into her eyes like a thirsty supplicant
At the altar of the Goddess
My gratitude expressed with deep resonance
Her “My pleasure” echoes in my heart chambers
As a warm sunray penetrates the cotton
Aimed by Helios
At the delta of her purple shorts
She pivots like a ballerina
Mere inches from...
Statuesque Aphrodite
Awash in sunbeams
Stands a hand’s breadth from my face
Bearing brew made of coffee beans
Her lips a cherry blossom in spring
I gaze into her eyes like a thirsty supplicant
At the altar of the Goddess
My gratitude expressed with deep resonance
Her “My pleasure” echoes in my heart chambers
As a warm sunray penetrates the cotton
Aimed by Helios
At the delta of her purple shorts
She pivots like a ballerina
Mere inches from...
#women
#beauty
#coffee
#sensual
#seductive
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Sun Queen
Sun Queen
Oriental slant of her eyes
Gazes into corner of Parisian salon
As she reclines in baroque beauty
Upon arm rest of divan
Her scarlet tresses halo the regal velvet
With the radiance of a sun queen
Whose majesty rules over supplicant hearts
Conjuring designs on susceptible gents
With wit sharp as the scimitars
Of her eyebrows etched in fire
A single finger on her cheek bone
With thumb on chin
Far from a pawn in the chess match
That plays in her satirical theater
That with one word disarms suitors ...
Oriental slant of her eyes
Gazes into corner of Parisian salon
As she reclines in baroque beauty
Upon arm rest of divan
Her scarlet tresses halo the regal velvet
With the radiance of a sun queen
Whose majesty rules over supplicant hearts
Conjuring designs on susceptible gents
With wit sharp as the scimitars
Of her eyebrows etched in fire
A single finger on her cheek bone
With thumb on chin
Far from a pawn in the chess match
That plays in her satirical theater
That with one word disarms suitors ...
#women
#beauty
#aging
#sensual
#seductive
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Hi, There. Like What You See?
Helen
was posing
for her
best friend Lucy in
a Fedora hat
and nothing else when
John walked
in on those
two chicks.
was posing
for her
best friend Lucy in
a Fedora hat
and nothing else when
John walked
in on those
two chicks.
#friendship
#beauty
#fiction
#art
#sensual
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the structure of her landscape
i want
each
little moment
of body
and soul,
to kiss
the structure
of her
landscape,
to hold
her music,
to taste
her rain,
countless miles
water, mountains,
deserts,
i see
and lay down
where everything
is the hope
that i
commune with.
each
little moment
of body
and soul,
to kiss
the structure
of her
landscape,
to hold
her music,
to taste
her rain,
countless miles
water, mountains,
deserts,
i see
and lay down
where everything
is the hope
that i
commune with.
#relationships
#beauty
#admiration
#respect
#obsession
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Paint Yourself Beautiful
The sun lies in wait and the
sky is wearing gray flannel today.
I hear a dove cooing outside,
the rain is coming.
I woke at 3:33 am
with a message received.
Take back your paintbrush and
stop letting other people
paint your life.
I can still feel the sun
and the sky has bluejeans on too.
Birds are singing new songs
and the rain washes the gray away.
The canvas has a way
of changing when you hold
the brush and choose the paint.
You're already the artist,
be the art.
Paint...
sky is wearing gray flannel today.
I hear a dove cooing outside,
the rain is coming.
I woke at 3:33 am
with a message received.
Take back your paintbrush and
stop letting other people
paint your life.
I can still feel the sun
and the sky has bluejeans on too.
Birds are singing new songs
and the rain washes the gray away.
The canvas has a way
of changing when you hold
the brush and choose the paint.
You're already the artist,
be the art.
Paint...
#beauty
#art
#SelfDiscovery
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American Flag Bikini And Cowboy Hat
At the
beach, Zachery
saw Erica in an
American Flag bikini
and cowboy hat winking at that one guy.
beach, Zachery
saw Erica in an
American Flag bikini
and cowboy hat winking at that one guy.
#romantic
#friendship
#beauty
#beach
#fiction
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