Poetry Poetry

[MissLed]

I imagine you dancing in a room without fear
with large oak doors and a huge chamber that echoes your memories.
You orchestrate your own number and you own what you do
without a single care in the world
your imaginations are true

I imagine you floating and spinning across the room
Smiling and laughing
Twirling and sparkling
In the golden beams of autumn light
I doubt you ever stutter
I swear you'll never stop
You're the beginning and the ending
of your very own story that you sing
everyday.

I imagine you dancing to the symphony of how you live
with its brash percussion and its beautiful strings
You are the conductor, turning oh so gently,
So elegantly, through your own timeless song.
And showing the audience the story
of why we all fell
for you.

Oooo wow Beautifully Beautiful ..Your's?

 

[MissLed]

 

[PraesulChris]

Oooo wow Beautifully Beautiful ..Your's?

Yes ma’am

 

[MissLed]

Yes ma’am

I'm so happy and grateful that you shared it with us ...It's just one sweet line after another xox

 

[PraesulChris]

I'm so happy and grateful that you shared it with us ...It's just one sweet line after another xox

Unfortunately, all of my poetry contains cheesy line after cheesy line.

 

[MissLed]

Unfortunately, all of my poetry contains cheesy line after cheesy line.

lol Nothing wrong with that lol

 

[SweetLesGirl]

 

[PraesulChris]

lol Nothing wrong with that lol

Maybe. We shall see

 

[PraesulChris]

I picture a black canvas
one that darkens the entire night
It's not evil by nature
or malevolent on sight.
It's just here with us, you know?
Just you and me.
It sits riiiight up there
and protects us from what we can't see.
Like massive balls of fire!
Can you believe it?
Or an entire system of
Stars, moons and planets?
I bet you it even holds its own surprises
of wonder and riddles with mystery
Maybe even dark matter
hiding in the Sea of Tranquility?
I have no idea, I really don't
But this is where it starts
with us gazing to the gods
outside the palace of fine arts
Can I take your hand?
And raise a toast?
And we can proceed
to paint the cosmos?

 

[MissLed]

I picture a black canvas
one that darkens the entire night
It's not evil by nature
or malevolent on sight.
It's just here with us, you know?
Just you and me.
It sits riiiight up there
and protects us from what we can't see.
Like massive balls of fire!
Can you believe it?
Or an entire system of
Stars, moons and planets?
I bet you it even holds its own surprises
of wonder and riddles with mystery
Maybe even dark matter
hiding in the Sea of Tranquility?
I have no idea, I really don't
But this is where it starts
with us gazing to the gods
outside the palace of fine arts
Can I take your hand?
And raise a toast?
And we can proceed
to paint the cosmos?

Beautiful

Now hand me a paint brush lol

 

[Bennettrose]

 

[Bennettrose]

 

[Bennettrose]

 

[BadGirl45]

Unfortunately, all of my poetry contains cheesy line after cheesy line.

it can be as mant cheesy lines as you want, as long as it comes from the soul and carries the message you want to deliver

 

[PraesulChris]

Beautiful Now hand me a paint brush lol

Are you going to paint an interpretation to the poem..?

 

[Vicki_Wolf]

 

[Locket44]