Poems classified as: Short Poem

As the name suggests, this genre comprises of poems that are short in length and use literary techniques such as meter, metaphor and rhyme. Short poems present the extravagant experiences, the long extensive thoughts in a shorter version. A piece of writing using beautiful or unusual language arranged in fixed lines that have a beat and often rhyme.

Doon Afternoon

Doon Afternoon short poem

Crisp eucalyptus leaves Pale green, redolent with a spicy aroma Some just shards of the palest beige A fragrant carpet underfoot With every step and every breath. Perched on the branch Of the lichee tree Rough barked Black ants tickling

Routine risk

Routine risk short poem

Today I need to, face it again Also I need to, brave it again Each day it’s a challenge. Today I need to, again muster courage Also I need to, make another voyage Each day it’s a fight. Today I

Eerie Silence

Eerie Silence short poem

There is a eerie silence before the storm, then the gods of wrath descend and tear apart the fabric of life, continuity, saneness, that binds us together and then there is eerie silence once more.. It feels that the storm

Forever

Forever short poem

She worked hard, He worked harder, They both tried, To keep it together… But it was beyond, Their reach, They could not hold on, Forever…! They fought all night long, She ripped all of his letters, He burnt all her

One world?

One world? short poem

One physical world has as many manifestations as there are minds, for each mind sees the world and infers its own interpretations. We both live in this One world but your world seems entirely different from mine. My world is

Mom

Mom short poem

Somebody brought me the prettiest wings, Somebody wanted to see me swing. She prayed for me day and night, Became the hope when I couldn’t survive. Every time I was hurt I could hear her cry, My little successes caused

Despondent

Despondent short poem

Have you ever felt lost lost beyond hope beyond comprehension beyond care when you don’t want to be found when hope becomes blasphemy and something tells you “this is how it will be, always” Have you ever been in company

Found you

Found you short poem

I wandered far and wide In search of the elusive You And you wandered around me Like a whiff of sneaky air I wandered within me In search of the elusive You While you played hide and seek With my

Has Someone Ever…

Has Someone Ever… short poem

Has someone made you smile? Ever so quietly That your heart sang a song Deafeningly …. Carelessly Has someone touched your heart? Ever so gently That joy wet your eyes Emotionally … Selflessly Has someone lead you on, Ever so

A shrouded light

A shrouded light short poem

Fetters I wear, many As a creature of habit Robes of roles I don. Somewhere lines blur and ego takes over A need to belong, to gratify my restless spirit that seeks answers to questions of my own insipid existence

Who am I?

Who am I? short poem

I am someone who is as simple as ABC; yet as complicated as physics,chemistry The mere praises of people never thrill me; but the ones who love me for what I am does I like smiling at the butterflies dancing

We want peace

We want peace short poem

It is our duty to struggle for the return of our land It is our duty to cooperate and be one hand It is our duty to spread peace in our nation And stop the violence and avoid the separation

Dark Moon

Dark Moon short poem

The sky turns a darker hue as the storm clouds roll by The pale moon quietly peeps as the earth turns quiet The leaves whimper as the wind passes them by The cold makes him shiver as he makes his

I Saw You

I Saw You short poem

‘I saw you standing beside the tree Surrounded by lush of greenery A beauty, that everyone would be Jealous ,to this pleasure, that I see As gentle winds whispers tenderly At nearby hills and through the valley The meadow glows

Ripples

Ripples short poem

I am driven across the river of time In silence tinged with voices within, People have always been playing parts As heroes or lovers to lift their hearts. Their voices sparkle in pages of history The stormy breath of struggle

Subtle clause

Subtle clause short poem

You, whom I’ve never seen but always felt from so very near, who are you? the unseen- the unknown- in sync with my eyes you appear and disappear. When I am in pain you come again, and gently stroke my

Power of pain

Power of pain short poem

My head was down the view so foggy knees on ground body, strength and courage all torn and I, totally worn. Still there was something that wanted to look at my heart, I blinked to clear my eyes and this

Shelter

Shelter short poem

Nestled in the long loud smell of your kiss, Which reminds me of the smoke guzzling chimneys of my hometown And the yellow sunlight reflecting off our cemented yard Is the elixir of death, destruction and surprise. The surprise on

Wake up

Wake up short poem

Wake up oh sleeping giant wake up and steer your destiny I know slumber is comforting don’t be beholden by land of nod though eons have passed all memories are distant smudges on the windshield of time all those who

Words countdown

Words countdown short poem

A thought so perturbing that questions our state of being what is the purpose of this life and living? too short a time and the doubts unending this countdown in sync with our birth sooner demystified the better it is

Mother

Mother short poem

Simple as a thought, even though she is complicated, like a jigsaw puzzle… Hard like diamond, yet soft like wool, deep within… She is different, even though she is, a common human like us… Her lustrous black hair, and sparkling

Fear

Fear short poem

I fear this fear The fear of the unseen, untold It gnaws my insides Disturbing my soul Filling me with distress This fear has been a constant Racking through my nerves Shaking me up Rendering me hopeless I live under

Life post retirement

Life post retirement short poem

You never touch the ground neither go round and round hung up for a very different use your job now to make them amuse after retirement a change of fate now into swinging than erstwhile rotate sure I’m for this

Comfortably Numb

Comfortably Numb short poem

Each day brings a new turmoil unfazed i stand it pricks me like a needle and i keep standing tall don’t even acknowledge the sting am becoming numb another threshold another day am waiting for the moment when i finally