Poems About: BEAUTY

In this page, poems on / about “beauty” are listed.

  • 361.
    Acrostic. (number 1)

    All sev'ral Beauties, Colors, Airs, and Grace,
    None ever saw together in one Face:
    No? hold a while; I do a Lady know, read more »

    Ephelia
  • 362.
    Prose Poetics-7

    Everybody is
    Beauty conscious and
    After beauty parlours..
    It is a personal desire read more »

    Indira Renganathan
  • 363.
    Beauty is an energy

    Is being fair a beauty?
    Is she a beauty, who has fair skin,
    Youth or virgininity?
    There are beauties, of gray, read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 364.
    Woman And God

    You are in the up
    You are in the down
    You are from south
    You are from north read more »

    Devil Poet
  • 365.
    Ressurect this Attitude,

    Ressurect this Attitude,
    Ressurect this Attitude,
    This Face is all Clear in Mind,
    I take the Bread of Beauty, read more »

    Abdul Karim
  • 366.
    summer steam

    Lying next to a summer stream,
    With your beauty in my dreams.
    I dream of your beauty as I lay amongst the flowers,
    Your beauty rains amongst my dreams like a summer shower. read more »

    Timothy Honeycutt
  • 367.
    Death Is Not The Mother Of Beauty

    Death is not the Mother of Beauty
    Death is Pain, Loss, Grief, Suffering-
    Sometimes, the end of Pain-
    Relief. read more »

    Shalom Freedman
  • 368.
    The Song Queen

    She rules
    The air waves
    With beautiful voice read more »

    Uchechukwu Agodom
  • 369.
    A Snowflake (Tritina)

    When the wonder of a hexagon binds
    I am caught by the very bright beauty
    of a tiny white snowflake that glitters, read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 370.
    My Last Poem

    this is my last poem,
    (all things are reallY destined to end,
    all things aRe reAlly meant to be free from the start,
    now i know, That such beauty exist because of freedom, read more »

    Geovanni Leaño
  • 371.
    Winter's Pale Roses

    Winter's pale roses
    Always long for cold
    On windows frosty poses
    Until the ice can't hold read more »

    Peter S. Quinn
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