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Life is...

Life is a stunning white bird streaking through the clear blue sky…
Life is a honeybee honing in on a beautiful wildflower…
Life is a gazelle running as fast as the speed of light…
Life is the golden eagle spreading its wings…
Life is the vividness of the leopard chasing its prey…
Life is the silence of the Sahara desert…
Life is as pure as the Alpine snow...
Life is as magnificent as the August moon of Mykonos...
Life is the clear deep blue of the Aegean Sea…
Life is the searing white houses of the Cycladic isles…
Life is the dazzling sunset of Santorini…
Life is the simple harmony of the Parthenon…
Life is saying you’re sorry…
Life is forgiving…
Life is giving to your fellow human being…
Life is striving for knowledge…
Life is enjoying the simplest of things…
Life is loving each other forever…
Life is what you make it to be…
Life is Elaine's breathtaking beauty, it is her romantic soul, it is her true passion for life...
Life for me is Elaine: it is the scented splendor of a crimson rose, it is the sunshine after the rain...
Life with Elaine is a gentle summer breeze, it is the end of a fabulous rainbow...
Life with Elaine is the colorful autumn leaves, it is the silent peace after a winter storm...
Life with Elaine is pure, refreshing, vivid air, it is hope after despair... 
Life is my Elaine; she inspires, she portrays, she depicts all I've just told in these lines...
Life is sharing with her all these heavenly beauties, it is sharing all these splendid human values...


— dsaranti, Apr 21, 2008

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pinksheep

18 years 1 month ago

Yes

Brilliant 1st 10 lines , what happened to the rest? Life is saying your sorry not all the time surely-life is your Elaine, can you put into poetry why this is, for example poor example ,but here goes she is as innocent as a Raphael Madonna-Please do not take my directness as lack of interest in this work i think it is fantastic to be brutally honest, its' images are like snowflakes cascading , diminutive shoes shimmying , thats the best i can do-Regards
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pinksheep

18 years 1 month ago

I see

you like your home land d'ont blame you-
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MeanderS

18 years 1 month ago

stunning! i can breathe the

stunning! i can breathe the inspiration from your poem. triumphantically true..tender, touching.....The inspiration of your Elaine is simply overwhelming n so beautiful..seems unearthly while you take me on a swift ride over the earth through your poem. i dunno if i can say anymore..there's nothing left to say. n i love the way your poem shifts its course from the grand n the magnificent to the simplest of life's beautiful things..as you start from a sweet sorry after the 10th line..love it. plz continue inspiring jus this way!!! u hav clasped the whole world of beauty an' true simplicity too tenderly in ur poem. al the very best! warm wishes!
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dsaranti

18 years 1 month ago

Reply to MeanderS

Thank you so much, its so encouraging to receive praise like this. Have a look again, I've made some revisions. Thanks for everything Dimitri Sarantis
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pinksheep

18 years 1 month ago

Could

you equate Elaine with something to make this more poetry eg she a red rose scent of heaven-Regards Have you read sonnet the one by Shakespeare 1st line-Shall I compare thee to a summers' day-apparently in this Shakespeare takes the ---- out of love poetry , I am not suggesting you do this, just look at somebody doing something different, i hope will add another string to your bow -
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MeanderS

18 years 1 month ago

‘life..the scented

'life..the scented splendor of crimson rose...sunshine after the rain...the autumn leaves n the winter..'believ me or not..ur poem is more beutiful than everythin you hav written here. u may not know..but i visit this page daily..jus to read this poem in silence n aloud. this is the nth time m readin it n wil read forever..coz one can never get bored of such a piece of poetry...where life streams out in each n every part of it. m giftin this most precious poem to my best fren her b'day this time. n plz no more thanksgiving...in reply...coz sory dunno but that deters me to write anythin more in this comment box for ur work. sory if i hav taken a lot of ur time or space. al da v. best. i love this poem the most. wishes.

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