Poems by Vioryny

God created the Earth
to bring us all to life,
to share in the beauty
of this world, free from strife.

He fashioned the sky
to offer us endless space,
to gaze at its vastness
and feel His infinite grace.

He created the Sun
to warm us with its rays,
to remind us of His love
that brightens all our days.

The stars were set in place
to inspire us with light,
to guide us on our journey
through even the darkest night.

The Moon was placed up high
to shine upon our way,
to lead us to His presence
and follow Him every day

My bond grows stronger each passing year,
My love will never disappear.
From the moment you were born,
My heart is filled with joy, and you I adore.

You are grown up now, a young lady fair,
Determined and beautiful, with pretty long hair.
Your smile lights up a room, your laugh, so bright.
You are a shining star, shining through the night.

As you venture out into the world,
My love will be there, forever - like gold.
You are my little girl, always will be,
And my love for you will always be free.

My love for you will never fade.
It will always be there, through the good and the bad.
Forever and always, until the end of time,
Our bond will remain, our love will shine.

There are no hands more lovely
Than the ones that held you tight
And soothed you through the night.

There are no hands more fair
Than the ones that brushed your hair
And helped you dress with care.

There are no hands more sweet
Than the ones that cooked your meals
And tended to your needs.

There are no hands more dear
Than the ones that wiped your tears
And chased away your fears.

There are no hands more blessed
Than the ones that gave you rest
And held you close to their chest.

There are no hands more kind
Than those of your mother's hands,
The most lovable hands you'll ever find.

The sky weeps,
profound sadness among the clouds,
mourning spreads
across the celestial vault.

Heavy and cloudy tears
torment the sky,
boulders of sorrow
roll across the earth.

The storm takes control
of the kingdom of the sky,
the sun becomes a captive,
banished
to the gloomy dungeon
of the relentless tempest.

Fortunately, though,
everything is temporary.

The rainbow,
a knight in polychrome armor,
appears on the horizon,
displaying a broad smile
that
banishes the dark and heavy
storm.

The rainbow has freed
the exiled sun
and brought back its
celestial smile.

I find myself straddling time,
with one foot anchored in the past
and the other stepping into the future.
Meanwhile, I tightly grasp the present with both hands,
embracing the delicate equilibrium
between yesterday's memories
and the promise of tomorrow.

Woman -  the most beautiful poem

The woman you love is poetry,
the most beautiful kind,
a poetry that doesn't need words or rhymes,
but just her presence.

The loved woman herself is... poetry,
a poem beside which you wake up and fall asleep.

The  woman is the poem beside which you want to grow old,
the poem you are eternally in love with,
never tiring of her presence,
the poem you want to read every day.

The most beautiful season,
Which one could it be?

Spring, where nature stirs to life?
No... though it awakens the world.

Maybe summer's warmth?
No... though the sun kindles our souls.

Perhaps the vibrant hues of autumn?
No... though the colors captivate the eye.

Could it be winter's purity?
No... though the white is innocent.

The most beautiful season
is the season of love,
the season of everlasting love!

Here comes Santa!

His hair is white, his nose is red,
A big red hat snug on his head,
Guiding his sleigh through the snow's embrace,
His face aglow, a jolly trace.

Santa is almost here!
With Rudolph - his beloved reindeer,
Spreading the joy to boys and girls,
Bringing comfort with treasure toys.

He presents gift with bows so neat,
Sharing love that's truly sweet.
Along with his biggest wish, so dear
For a Christmas that last forever and ever!