HighOnPoems announces the launch of our new section – Poets and their Published Books
If you are a poet and have your work published, HighOnPoems is a perfect place to promote your book and get noticed within a huge community of poetry lovers. Read sample poems from the published works and if they grip your senses, pick a copy for your personal library in a giffy. Read book reviews, get to know published poets and share your feedback on the book with fellow poets. And just in case if you are looking for a perfect gift for that unique friend of yours, this is an end to your quest. One good book of poems shall do the trick!
HighOnPoems is a creative platform for amateur poets to publish and share their work by being a part of the most vibrant poetry community. Our objective is to encourage poets thereby enhancing communication within the literary fraternity. We urge poets to write, share their work, communicate with fellow poets and live the poetry experience to the fullest. At HighOnPoems, we are constantly striving to foster sharing of self written poetry amongst friends, bring in diverse themes, varied forms of poems and a lively forum where poetry can be discussed to no limits.
And with a gust of defeat; the future seems familiar. Has the oneness forgotten about me? The interconnectedness of futile Embellishments followed by straights of garbage, lack-luster trash, soul-less sirens of shit-laced spines, irrelevance, trains without brakes. Exposure, death, the
Strangers from incident, lies for distance, pitfalls of living infrequent, Rushes of sympathy pass over like fever sweat. In concurrent motion the wolves swarm on the lifeless carcass. Impending emotions fill the hole in my stomach, my chest continues to
Of splendid thrones of gold or treasures manifold Of jewelled caskets or lavish banquets Of Emirs and rajahs Of Sultan and Shahs Of kings and queens Of rulers and emperors Of sparkling crowns or flowing gowns Of their subservient stewards
Momma! I am your poem. From that mountain hole Too many pains left And from the island of the vexation A little pleasure on the journey twinkle They made a missiles I was fabricated just below your heart And I am