Mirakee
Winter Mountain.
And her love wrapped me like -
A mist flowing on a mountain.
©7th_manu
#mist
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sujmamchat
17w
Misty Valley
Look there and you shall ever find
A mist arising from the ravine behind
A deep gorge where cascades a waterfall
Where rainbows dance on the rocky wall.
A river which converges in the gully
Across the canyon in the deep valley
And echo of gurgling water in the hill
Cry of the kingfisher loud and shrill.
Cotton clouds sail through the blue sky
And the droplet of water fall as they sigh
Edge of the mountains, still and steep
And your head turns around, as you peep.
A whistle of the train as it enters the tunnel
Darkness emerges as it rings its bell
At the end of the cave is the white light
Which shimmers in the haze of bright daylight
Showers of cool water that dampens my brow
Foamy drops falling, that is just a wow
Cool zephyr that blows across the arched alley
And mingles with the honeyed drops in the valley.
I stand mesmerised at the edge of the hill
At the whirling sound of the blades of the wind mill
I stare above at the sailing and floating clouds
Captivating me as the misty hill shrouds .
The maid in the mist that arises from the fall
The piercing sounds with which the fountain calls
Amazes me with the spellbinding stream
Arousing me from my bewitching dream.
©sujmamchat -
pallavi4
17w
Read MoreWinter
Waking up to a lazy winter sun
Perched on a tree sings a lark
Lives seem indolent and lethargic
Snow falls softly, while the day is still dark
Covered in a sea of hazy mist
Lies a mountain range far away
Slippery snowy slopes seem inviting
Now that gone are the days of May
The grass covered in dewy snow
Completes the winter fantasy land
Life seems to have collided with a story book
Where the scenery is both fantastical and grand
Slowly as the sun begins to shine
And the snow ceases to fall
The children make their way outside
To enjoy their day and the snowfall
Enveloped in a blanket of white
Frozen solid now is the great lake
Children drag their sleighs and
On it intend to skate
Looking outside the window I sigh
To be a part of this yearly I strive
As music fills my home I wait
For the fireplace to come alive
Pines laden with last night’s snow
Look majestically, princely tall
These are a few of my favourite things
For which I await every winter, every fall
@pallavi4
29th of September, 2020
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yechnomusic
26w
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Godly Peace in The Morning
The evening has become. I am watching behind The waters seeing top of The mountain. All this colour of sky and The earth has become to purple. Also river on front of my eyes. Stars shining IS come to peace My mind. And not for any little The moon shine in it full circle shape. I am watching those trees and faraway seeing sky like an ocean. I can hear my eyes closed just beautiful melody of peace symphony. Some words not ever sayed and water silence flow. Do I see myself traveling in other place like composing all what I see (hear) when this silence is speaking.
For saddenly. I woke up when some stick of trees rustle in The forest. I can hear eagle-owl Scream breaking the fragile covering of silence. Still I know it's not broke anything inside me or in "ears of my heart".
All this where I am now. It's hundred for all moments and also new one and richest again. When this all is over is again come morning newest and the best.
I am watching on those morning top of The mountain with new pure eyes. I see IT like a picture film plays.
Those beautiful eyes between those clouds are whispering to my mind. Watch this nature healing. Purifying a soul early on The morning. All this mist (almost like Nebula is landed on The earth) calming The moment.
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yechnomusic
29w
I don't know. This cannot say by words but My music is Been just some wish and dreams. Not always Good reality but still some Good happens that have move My world or change My soul ✍️ and nature IS always near. Space is everywhere .. Moon blow some mood ️ and wisdom of peace in nature .. I should think More about mist .. More than mist(ake) .. Some waves of silence should open something ☕
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deactivate_user
29w
Like ghosts,
man and woman
kissing in the drowsy mist
No more
Tears in the mist,
Sweet sentimentalist
At the
Season of falling flower
I read your lines
She walks
in beauty like the
Night with starry skies.
©cherrrry -
I wanted to be someone's sun of hope,
In their despair foggy world.
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I love to sit in a mist
At least it blocks my vision
That I'm sitting alone.
©sunil -
You appear in the night like a vision of Raven
Sleepless night made me stare ceiling of my room
Your thirst driven me to walk into the phantom
A mist encircles me taking my soul towards you.
©sowmiyaash -
fresh_from_the_artistic_asylum
45w
Read MoreNot a single soul would believe that I ventured out into the cold sleet,
With nothing but a torchlight
My penchant for wandering on cold misty nights
Is well known to the Snow & the Clouds
Yet the zero-visibility scenario is of no help to my dewy eyes,
So I wore my sunglasses (because that's the only glasses I had with me at the time) to see better.
My torchlight is the brightest star on this land,
For it peers through the hostile fog with ease & grace.
As I walk further, I realise that the grue under me is about to crack
And if I fall, blame it on my fatigue & slack
Blame the mist for all its havoc,
Yet admire it, for it has solved the greatest problem of all:
The problem of choice.
Wouldn't you just love it if every path you took was covered in a foggy haze?
We'd all walk with no choices & no worries.
For it is the fog's burden to lead us to our destination & then, to the light.
The weather was skifty in the morning
And now there's an Onding of Snow as the moon rises,
And I am now the proverbial snowman in this harsh environment,
Destined to lead weary travellers on the path to wa----
"With a single torch?!", asks the snow to me.
I tell it off for disturbing the flow of this poem
And get back to waving my torch like the superhero snowman I am
Fighting multiple waves of the evil mist.
All this while, I did not notice that my torch has run out of battery,
My bright torchlight does not guide me anymore
And all I could do was wail in despair,
For my dead torchlight,
For my dead torchlight.
#torchlight #mist #winterTorchlight
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hymnofthewind
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Thinking about it it would be really nice to walk on a foggy path, at least I can blame downfalls on the fog. - fresh_from_the_artistic_asylum @hymnofthewind haha. Yes it would! And what's more, the fog can't claim innocence of any sort. Also, thanks for supporting my work!
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jhenals
45w
Soul of Love
Love is like the Mist embracing the earth
When the coldness that creeps its core and skin
finds comfort in the warm morning air.
Little by little and second by second,
It drifts over.
But no, My universe doesnt see it as a palpable air that obscure the view
Nor the suffusely fog that carries the inclarity of the future and beyond.
Perhaps if we close our eyes,
In the midst of barely seeing
Or in some other dimension of a thick forest
Mist could be Love.
A companion that muffles up a lost heart.
A whispered pledge saying-
"FEAR NOT for I am here".
A veil that shrouds the fragile You,
Or a friend of your inner torment.
Yet sooner or later,
when the warmness of joy finally finds your way,
and the mist gently vanishes before your naked eyes,
Remember that it exists.
Even in the transition between life times
or in life after life.
For the mist is the soul of a Boundless Love.
It will always be here
and Forever will be. ©jhenals -
soul_recitals
48w
Walked me out of the mist
I pictured you in my thoughts.
Like you are the summit of my emotions.
With you, i commence the journey of togetherness.
With you, i felt, the need to incite the feelings.
It was like you are the only stimulus.
To which my innermost desires.
Comes out of the mist...
©soul_recitals -
ossmidewan
49w
Read MoreIt was 5.50 am when woke up, and saw everything around was hazy. So thought to compose a poem☺️��
#february #foggy #morning #mist #peace #hazymorning #tranquility #loveEVERLASTING WINTER
Switched on the active mode
Of eyes and discovered
There's tranquil everywhere,
The silent foggy morning
Led me to embrace the morning beauty!
Everything around seem so lovely,
The mist and the nature exchanging love
Before the sun peep them
through the thick cloud.
Yes!
It's another foggy February morning!
Oh! It feels so good to smell
The everlasting winter but
Is summer still far away from winter?
©beautydewan -
freedomwriteswm
53w
Sing me a symphony
Where I'll be your mystery
As you watch me from the mist of your cigar
I'll play my strings
Watch your fingers rhythm in
It's just as it sounds like
You, me and the stars
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Red Moon
Through the
shadows of mist
will the route
to erudition of onesel,
guided by the moon
find way
to touch fingers
with the sun as it rises
beyond our sight.
©danaha -
Dust
Why it is so misty here...
Is it the dust in the wind or is it the memories in the dust.
©the_lost_cause -
caged_thoughts_set_free
60w
Read MoreHope!
mist drapes the city at night,
it obscures everything in sight.
the mist joined me as I walked,
it spoke more than what I talked.
i wandered aimlessly as I strolled,
as if my life now has no goal.
then the horizon turned crimson red,
and the Sun woke up from its bed.
it spread its bright light everywhere,
mist left my side as if it doesn't care.
often worry drapes the life, like mist drapes the night,
hope is the Sun that rises, and provides a guiding light.
life feeds and, on hope, it nourishes.
when hope is alive, any worry perishes.
©caged_thoughts_set_free
#hope
#mist
#life
#worry
#sunlight
#nourish
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#julietscornerHope!
mist drapes the city at night,
it obscures everything in sight.
the mist joined me as I walked,
it spoke more than what I talked.
i wandered aimlessly as I strolled,
as if my life now has no goal.
then the horizon turned crimson red,
and the Sun woke up from its bed.
it spread its bright light everywhere,
mist left my side as if it doesn't care.
often worry drapes the life, like mist drapes the night,
hope is the Sun that rises, and provides a guiding light.
life feeds and, on hope, it nourishes.
when hope is alive, any worry perishes.
©caged_thoughts_set_free -
As the morning mist gently caresses,
Sunlight kissed my forehead,
As the birds acapella begun,
Clouds are hiding away,
The smell of morning dew,
Refreshing, mild and alive.
Giving me hope that life is beautiful.
Nature you are truly unbelievable!
@pavyhs -
loftydreams101
62w
Under a Thieving Mist
Wading through the reeds and vines
In the dark heart of autumn
Where the fog rolls to shore
Each back-breaking dusk
I bleed the earth dry
Each criminal voyage
Weighed down and swollen
With its far and wide spoils
I set fire to those nights
Sent adrift with new friends
Filling daylight with treasures
We’ll seldom enjoy
© William Wright, Jr. 2019 -
tathyajain
65w
Mist
Yesterday the clouds told me that
Even the white ones rain
And then rain succeeded
It's just that the sorrow blends with the joy
To brew a unique entity
Known as life
©tathyajain
