Poems About the Sky Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about the sky published by members recently online.
After Their Moment Of Erotic Pleasure
After she saw how great the
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
#sun
#sky
#fiction
#lover
#sensual
262 reads
2 Comments
After Their Moment Of Erotic Pleasure
After she saw how great the
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
#sun
#sky
#fiction
#lover
#sensual
262 reads
2 Comments
After Their Moment Of Erotic Pleasure
After she saw how great the
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
#sun
#sky
#fiction
#lover
#sensual
262 reads
2 Comments
After Their Moment Of Erotic Pleasure
After she saw how great the
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
#sun
#sky
#fiction
#lover
#sensual
262 reads
2 Comments
After Their Moment Of Erotic Pleasure
After she saw how great the
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
sunset looked, Kira turned and saw
Chad still sound asleep in bed.
#sun
#sky
#fiction
#lover
#sensual
262 reads
2 Comments
The third eye
The moon - a pearly bindi
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
#moon
#sky
#spiritual
214 reads
19 Comments
The third eye
The moon - a pearly bindi
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
#moon
#sky
#spiritual
214 reads
19 Comments
The third eye
The moon - a pearly bindi
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
#moon
#sky
#spiritual
214 reads
19 Comments
THE POISON TREE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ that will speak upon, of that what I see and hear and believe what is front of me. For as I sit here looking out of the 🪟 but yet I still can't believe, how much this world has been changed by what is happening now. For sure we are living in a place that was once, a place that you could breathe in the spring aura of the trees of life. Yet as I search near and far from away, from the negativity and drama and chaos. I feel silent tear rolls down, my face only to be cupped in my hands like drops of acid rain, like poison ivy is to...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
117 reads
2 Comments
THE POISON TREE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ that will speak upon, of that what I see and hear and believe what is front of me. For as I sit here looking out of the 🪟 but yet I still can't believe, how much this world has been changed by what is happening now. For sure we are living in a place that was once, a place that you could breathe in the spring aura of the trees of life. Yet as I search near and far from away, from the negativity and drama and chaos. I feel silent tear rolls down, my face only to be cupped in my hands like drops of acid rain, like poison ivy is to...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
117 reads
2 Comments
THE POISON TREE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ that will speak upon, of that what I see and hear and believe what is front of me. For as I sit here looking out of the 🪟 but yet I still can't believe, how much this world has been changed by what is happening now. For sure we are living in a place that was once, a place that you could breathe in the spring aura of the trees of life. Yet as I search near and far from away, from the negativity and drama and chaos. I feel silent tear rolls down, my face only to be cupped in my hands like drops of acid rain, like poison ivy is to...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
117 reads
2 Comments
THE POISON TREE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ that will speak upon, of that what I see and hear and believe what is front of me. For as I sit here looking out of the 🪟 but yet I still can't believe, how much this world has been changed by what is happening now. For sure we are living in a place that was once, a place that you could breathe in the spring aura of the trees of life. Yet as I search near and far from away, from the negativity and drama and chaos. I feel silent tear rolls down, my face only to be cupped in my hands like drops of acid rain, like poison ivy is to...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
117 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the Sky Published by Members Recently Online