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.

EARTHQUAKE

EARTHQUAKE short poem

The earth shook violently Everybody thought it was an earthquake They rushed out of their homes And took shelter in the open! One Man sat on his bed smiling, Realizing… Knowing fully well… That Mother Earth Had reciprocated The vibrations

Days When I Hate Rains!

Days When I Hate Rains! short poem

And when it rains all of a sudden Water seeps through skin and soul I feel the droplets in my veins A shivering, drenched, shattered whole Something is wrong, somewhere for sure An abrupt pain, I can’t endure The gaps

Food the Leveller

Food the Leveller short poem

With my sincerest apologies to James Shirley The glories of our spoons and plates Are filling, quite substantial things; There is so much amour of the palate; We lay our hands on all manner of things: Bread toasted brown Flora

Me First

Me First short poem

What does it take for everyone to be nice? What is it that makes them forgive every vice? I was told all good people go to heaven, But I had a strangeness, A propensity to be intrepid Even before I

Moments

Moments short poem

[Composed in a class room.] Have you felt what an alien face said? From a land not yours of this birth, And thus in a fleet moment beheld, The tiny dimensions of the earth. Have you seen the colors of

Inseparable

Inseparable short poem

I am stuck to you in body and soul A thought, a gesture, a smile, a mole Rewind your days and count me again I sum up more than your restless pain You search yourself in my form To confide,

Naked Expressions

Naked Expressions short poem

The worn out longing rests in me Blooming a thought sluggishly Of times when you unwrapped within Your touch melting my transparent skin A heavy block of pain in throat Zillion words thought and wrote Your being was my poem

You Are…

You Are... short poem

In the turbid brooding skies, And restive trees beneath, In the innards of my eyes, And in those shadows fleet, you are. In the scented mountain breeze, And the trembling blades of grass, Where the mist clad mountains coalesce, And

I refuse

I refuse short poem

I refuse to follow you. I refuse to borrow your words, your ideas, your beliefs. Limiting preachings of fragmented minds. I refuse to follow you. I refuse to adopt your meanings,  interpretations, definitions. Confining parameters, conditioning. I refuse to follow

Happiness

Happiness short poem

Playing with perspectives, I lost the original one Lost the hope of ever finding it even and then I saw it coming back to me like a slow motion capture of moments gone by I could see what it meant

Ghosts from the past

Ghosts from the past short poem

I came across a dusty cupboard, Wiped it clean, It was a solid teak structure, With a beautifully carved frame. The cupboard held many ghosts, From my recent past, A tattered book of verses, A hand note of love, now

Creeper.. Creepier

Creeper.. Creepier short poem

I was basking in the glorious Sun, when that delicate creeper tapped at my feet and innocently smiled, said it’s called Love. It promised me sweet smelling blossoms everyday, its weightlessness around my body, if I nurtured it with attention

Spring’s child

Spring’s child short poem

A child who was more of the trees, Than of any man I knew, Whose laughter tinkled in the breeze, And mingled in the dew. Oft In the speckled summer shade, Pleasant dark and divine, In the beauteous forest glade,

Good bye, Blue Sky!!

Good bye, Blue Sky!! short poem

Another phase another life Time to lift up my wares Move to the next fair Like a true vagabond Gained nothing, lost some Chanced upon sacred earth Though someone else’s Committed sacrilege Though never believed Expected the world Fell on

Butterfly Wings

Butterfly Wings short poem

Once, not so long ago, There were many many beautiful flowers, And the exotic winged butterflies, Fluttered around them , Almost in a state of trance. On one such occasion, A brightly winged butterfly, Saw a wilting flower, And chose

Soul Chutney

Soul Chutney short poem

Drown I want to in the sweet buzz you create, tunes of wilderness, in my ear, in my mind. Your hue I want to engulf myself, dance in bare nakedness, leave all shame behind, self behind. One whiff of you

Delirium

Delirium short poem

Over the sands seagulls screech and call, Where the blue waters gleam, The battering waves slap and fall, To break a pebbles dream. The vast wet shores do girdle hills, High steep and ancient, And the sunlight haltingly spills, The

CHIMERA

CHIMERA short poem

Destiny etches our lives and draws its pictures, we are but portraits placed in its layout… Strange are the ways of fate; when all is lived  and seen, when the path to be trod, has been decided and chosen then,

Awakening

Awakening short poem

The dew, now a honey gold, slipped between the blades of lush, The cleansing dawn, The morning hush, The clearing of sky, The fleeting rush. With a twinkle in my eye, And dreams unborn, I rose to the awakening, Of

Enigma

Enigma short poem

The last signs of man’s existence, Are a full forty miles away. The flowers blooming in nascence, Are scattered all along my way. The last thing from out yonder, Is this serpentine stream beside, Leaving me and I to ponder,

As Well Be Dead

As Well Be Dead short poem

Surrounded by darkness Venom of retribution Closed doors, empty corridors No trespassing No sacred earth Just a no man’s land Every step fraught in minefield Nothing escapes the watchful eye Nothing spared off memory All transgressions etched in time Void

I Dream Of…

I Dream Of... short poem

One passionate life, A desire to fly, All I dream of, Is living in the sky. One passionate dance, One loving kiss, One glorious night, Under the sparkling moon. One healing touch, One unexpected move, All I desire is, Your

An Awaited End.

An Awaited End. short poem

I stand alone gulping the lazy sun Slouching in sky, avoiding everyone A chaotic day, finally descending Darkness sprouts an intoxicated ending A quiet little leaf falls from a tree You sigh at its fall, I am glad it’s free