Poems classified as: English Poems

The mere word has a rhythm to it. Poem is a verbal composition in which the expression of feelings and ideas are intensified with the help of diction (sometimes involving rhyme), rhythm, and imagery. Poems are classified into various sections, some of which are included in the sub-categories here. Poems are usually designed to convey experiences, ideas, or emotions in a vivid and imaginative way, by the use of language chosen for its sound and suggestive power and by the use of literary techniques such as meter, metaphor, and rhyme. Hope you enjoy every poem you read at HighOnPoems.


Wanderings.. short poem

The habit of my soul to just walk away, leaving all relations one by one. Taking all the misfortunes, and the blames thereof, and the seduction of the silence of the mourning afterwards. Yes I know it has got that

The Last Sonnet

The Last Sonnet sonnet poems

If I’m leaving tomorrow For a journey of epic proportions, If uncertainty lies over my existence Would you say what I wanted to hear… And make it easier for me to go, Or would you just stand there, Mourn over

A drifter on prowl

A drifter on prowl short poem

Moving from one green pasture to another a lost ignorant soul not absorbed by anything around when he feels hungry he steals when he feels scared he ravages when he is happy, he sings and dances to the tune tune

My postbox

My postbox short poem

I’m hooked to this rusted gate and in a corner, That’s me – choking, and just choking, from slit ventilation and you just ignore. I hold your responses and stack all that comes, That’s me – waiting, and just waiting,

Learn to love

Learn to love long poem

me, my car and a never ending road, that is all I have, that is all I need, racing through unknown lands, trying to leave the hurt behind, seeing the sun go down witnessing the dawn of Venus the Orion


Why... short poem

Why the heartburn, why the despondency why the delusional self, why the desperateness why the flutter of heart, why the breathlessness why the agony of loss, why the desolation why the wild flight of imagination why the unfulfilled dreams why

One Cold Night

One Cold Night short poem

‘The cold full moon is out tonight In this harsh winter away from home As fainted stars hung in dreary sight With all but gloom as he stood alone The eerie silence of the winds That gently blew the resting

Love Sonnet 59

Love Sonnet 59 short poem

These banks nurtured the lotus I admire, Not far landward are flowers riverine, Where hid beauties, hunters of yore aspire, The nymphs their hearts have fancied to enshrine; The river flows like love in rendezvous With Fate that caps its


Scrapbook short poem

The story of her life began with him, Coming up to her he brought in the love scene, Everything had been so picture perfect, It seemed straight out of a silver screen..! The photographs of that era brings, Tears in


Materialism short poem

When You need to focus On something, You have The camera! When You want To communicate With someone, You have The omnipresent Mobile phone! When You want to Cook a Quick something, You have The Microwave! When you Need some

Fearful Wife

Fearful Wife short poem

Many days have gone by, And in loneliness I lie. On my bed, couch, or floor; I always find I yearn for more. The return of my husband who, Has been gone with work to do. A military man is


Gabble short poem

i see two hands i see a face with eyes closed is the face in ecstasy or pain another story for another day i see a smile now and a kiss with wet lips i hear the proclamation of love

August Snow

August Snow sonnet poems

How many days will it go, That I’ll wait to hear from you, In how many days will I show, How much love, I do… Its past midnight and I’m still awake, Dawn will break out soon, How long will

Leave him be

Leave him be short poem

Bleak is the light that shone once on horizon it is dusk again before it could be dawn he took the flight thinking love would heal flew too close to sun had not read the fable of Icarus perhaps now

Loves Labor

Loves Labor short poem

Marinated Sole, fragrant grains of rice A glass of golden orange with shards of ice Fresh green salads tossed with the desire That the spark of attraction is set on fire The table set with lace and flowers Sparkling crystal

I long to be little

I long to be little short poem

A giggle here a giggle there, Wish I was little again, Would have cared less, About the strain and the pain Built castles in the sand, And waited for waves to erase, Would have ambled off in greens, Been lost

Little Girls Hair

Little Girls Hair short poem

Clips, Clamps, Berets, and Bows. School, church, playdates, she goes. But that’s just the beginning of her poor hairs woes. Down again? Up again. Knots again? Brush again. Food again? Comb again. Gum again? Glue again? Brush, and comb again.

Check It Out

Check It Out short poem

Bitter gourd Tastes bitter — How do you know? Are you so gullible? You believe everything That you are told? Or, Did you check it out For yourself? Tomorrow Somebody might say That bitter gourd is sweet! Then, What Will