The Poppy Red sentinel,Silent and tall.In fields, it dwells,Above all.Bearer of sleep,And peace, it brings.In twilight’s keep,Softly sings.End’s gentle kiss,On life’s wide sea.In bloom, bliss,In death, free. Meaning “The Poppy” is a concise poem that captures the essence of the poppy flower as a symbol of tranquility, rest, and the finality of life. It portrays…
Crimson whispers on fields wide,Where heroes sleep, dreams coincide.Tiny blooms in hallowed ground,Silent stories, valor bound.Threads of bravery, woven tight,In petals red, through darkest night.A symbol small, in daylight’s grip,Honors those on eternal trip.Beneath the sun, beneath the stars,Buddy Poppies near and far,Whisper thanks in silent prayer,For those who left their stories there. Meaning “Buddy…
Beams softly lay,Skies of velvet, Milky Way.Roses bloom from heaven’s gate,Tinged with hues of angel’s state.Crimson folds kiss morning light,Bathed in dew, pure and bright.Petals unfold in slow motion,Each move a verse, each turn emotion.From realms above, blossoms descend,Fragrances of paradise blend.They speak in colors, vibrant, deep,Guarding dreams while we sleep.Each petal tells a story…
Shadows Among Thorns Roses are red,Darkness, their bed,In night’s silent scream,Things aren’t what they seem.Violets once bright,Fade out of sight,Underneath the moon’s gleam,Lost in a dream.Through the thorns, eyes gleam,Watching, unseen,With a hunger, they beam,In the twilight’s beam.Roses are red,Violets, unsaid,In shadows, they team,A nightmare’s dream. Meaning “Shadows Among Thorns” delves into the eerie, unsettling…
Birthday Chuckles Roses are red,Violets are blue,On your birthday,May you not find your shoe.Candles are lit,Cake’s on the plate,Hurry and wish,Before it’s too late.Presents are wrapped,With bows so fine,I hid yours well,Hope you can find.Laughter we share,On this fun day,May you age backwards,Is what we all pray.Jokes aside,Here’s to you, dear friend,May your happiness,Never see…
In Love and Laughter Roses are red, violets blue,I thought I was clumsy, then came you.Socks missing, never a pair,Finding them with you, an unusual affair.Coffee spilled, sheepish grin,Morning rain, we laugh again.Pizza for breakfast, why ask?With you, love, every day’s a task.Roses are red, cheeks more,I hide, you hit the floor.Snoring loud, neighbors complain,Yet…
Best Buds Unfurled Roses are red,Violets are blue,I bought us both pizza,But ate yours too.Daisies are white,The sky often gray,I borrowed your shirt,It’s mine now, okay?Sunflowers are tall,And cacti are prickly,Our friendship’s so strong,Even when we get sticky.Lilies are pretty,And so are you, friend,But if you steal my coffee,It’s the friendship’s end. Meaning This poem…
Cupid’s Quirky Aim Roses are red,Violets are blue,Sugar is sweet,And so are you.But the roses have wilted,The violets are dead,The sugar bowl’s empty,And so is your head.Yet in this funny tale,Where love’s aim went askew,I find my heart stolen,Entirely by you. Meaning This lighthearted poem plays on the traditional “Roses are red, violets are blue”…
A Playful Jibe Roses are red, violets blue,Sugar was sweet, maybe you too.Now you’re salty, quite the shift,From sweet to bitter, what a drift!Violets blue, roses thorny,Your wit attempts, sadly corny.Trying to dazzle, you blunder,A faux pas wonder.Roses with petals, violets with hue,Sugar crystals, and you misconstrue.A light tease, in jest,Your comebacks never the best.Violets…
In Blooms of Red and Skies So Blue Roses are red, violets gleam bright,In the garden’s glow, under the moonlight.Sugar is sweet, and so are you,In blooms of red and skies so blue.Candies are delightful, as your laughter rings,Together we soar, hearts sprouting wings.Love’s gentle breeze, in the daylight new,Roses are red, and my heart…
