Absurdity Poems

Absurdity poems bring the best collection of short and long absurdity poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great absurdity rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these absurdity poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on absurdity are here for you.

Sysiphus

Sysiphus prose poem

Since Sysiphus had been driven out of Hell, as a punishment for his rebellion, and since it was written on its entrances that he is a persona non grata – since that old time, Sysiphus is still carrying up his

I Must Be A Saint

I Must Be A Saint prose poem

Today, a man tried to kill me. He was arrested. The policeman already filled out a file. All he needed was my OK. I was OK. But I had nothing to complain. I was not even mad. Then they let

Poems containing references to : Absurdity

*The Dead Tiger

*The Dead Tiger short poem

the hunt begins after sunset under cracked moon, blindfolded clouds start visiting volitionlessly: the nesting eagles, I choose this bitter absurdity of large wings under the sun, where they will announce the shade, a lonely patch of life, of signature

I Don’t Need No Money

I Dont Need No Money short poem

for SIA Is it an absurdity? To say you don’t need no money How can you survive? It’s easy – – – – – Just trust, have faith Things will come to you, be amazed at the abundance Enjoy reminisce,

Right To Knowledge

Right To Knowledge short poem

Dare to question madness, valiant, ever courageous, interrogate absurdity, what you find vexatious. Never refuse to face unyielding resistance, stay true to your beliefs, remain ever consistent. If there is a price to pay for the right of knowledge, and

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Roots

Roots short poem

Run along the gentle slope, And meet me by the tire swing. Smell of dry grasses rides the air, Opium clouds sleeping feverishly above, Hot rainwater sloshes gently, In the belly of the tire. This solitary tree, Filled with broken

Indigo Dye

Indigo Dye short poem

I love fast I love strong I love like a red hot flame branding my flesh with your name I love quick I love long I love like a deep ocean’s storm climbing with waves to your form I love

Alive Again

Alive Again short poem

From winter to summer and back to winter again I hate these cold and gloomy days, the snow and The icy cold wind in my face that just seems to take My breath away and to make things worse all

Love Or Pain!

Love Or Pain! short poem

My love, We are like cats & dogs, We no longer see eye to eye, Always complaining about everything, Our house is now a courtroom, Cases that never end, Only a judge is missing, Tell me something my love, Is

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold long poem

I have empty pockets, and a heart full of gold. A family of eight, and friends new and old. I have blisters and bruises and cuts on my hands, no food for my family, and no wealth in my land.

Familiar Face

Familiar Face prose poem

I look upon a face so familiar Always the same, yet ever changing. This day are you friend or foe? You exist not to inform, Nor to advise. Your face reminds me of what was, What is, And what is

Blood Moons

Blood Moons short poem

Thought that love was Sunshine and laughter Songs, blood moons and abrading stones Half-whispered words In the dusk of the Jacaranda tree. Thought that love was A magic mushroom of tenderness The daydream of a touch and The aberrancy of

Tese Meets Rosemary

Tese Meets Rosemary ode

It was indeed orchestrated by providence, for two hypnotized by love on social media. It was indeed the innovation of the times that united two once unbeknownst to each other. Separated by tongue, culture, values and distance. A French kiss

Purpose

Purpose prose poem

What’s the point? To life I mean. Here, we find ourselves following The crowd. Doing as those who came before. Why? Did they know something, anything, about anything? Mindless lemmings are we? Are we building something? We’re born, we live,

Missing

Missing short poem

For there is a gap Between my tears They are not whole I cannot weep freely like the rain There are no rainbows on my horizon The sun no longer rises now you are gone It is not a missing

The Engagement Ring

The Engagement Ring long poem

Oh! black clouds, Go from here, I don’t want thunders, I don’t want lightning, I don’t want rains, My beloved is away. When he left the village, I was just thirteen, But I am now sixteen, And I now understand,

Ambiguity

Ambiguity short poem

Staring not so intently into an enigmatic void Oblivious to environs & of prospects devoid None of exultant joy even misery too amiss Suspended in a limbo between gloom & bliss Each of effort laboring however much slight Most of

True Beauty

True Beauty long poem

Hello there! I see you’re sad, What?! Why are you making a big deal out of irrelevancy?! Yeah, You been called ugly, so what?! I’ve lost count the number of times I have been called ugly. Don’t let it getting

Lake Of Love

Lake Of Love short poem

In autumn water becomes fire created from the endless love of stars, and feelings fall like old leaves navigated by the nap of lake. When world gets drunk from every sunset… I know!You will come…where? I know!You will be everywhere!

An Ordinary Man

An Ordinary Man short poem

I am but an Ordinary man With wife and children in demand Up each morning at six On the road and dressed in slick And add to that a boss with that stick That makes a buck at a lick

The Loving Demon

The Loving Demon short poem

I take your hand, So soft and clean. Future scars will warp like a band, Those pure eyes that haven’t seen. My hands, rough and red, From blood of past victims. My sinful limb strikes your head, Then I say:

Dad

Dad ballad

Years from now I’ll remember this day The time I tried to write about you and didn’t know what to say There are thousands of thoughts running through my mind Finding the one that describes you completely is what’s hard

Heaven On Earth

Heaven On Earth short poem

There is Heaven somewhere But there is one on the Earth That is a Mother who gives birth More than taking care her child She is glued to her child Noting every movement Laughs when the child laughs Cries when

Sight To Insight

Sight To Insight short poem

Love season always brings you along Beautiful eyes enchant me to sing a song To no one else but to me you belong Nothing else but love bond is strong Let me ask you a silly question Why your beauty

An eventful Day, Sometime Back

An eventful Day, Sometime Back short poem

Had marathon client meetings, Productive, some not so great and Towards the end of the day a reluctant Revisit to a very difficult customer. Crawling traffic, snarling cops, blaring horns and People playing charades of abuse of all kind. Energy

Hypnosis

Hypnosis short poem

That intense pleasure at the height of negation haunts me from the sense of weightlessness. In praise of complaints I sacrifice my anger. Sanity demands an explanation for the grieved flowers who assembled for a wreath. The window will not

Wax Poetry

Wax Poetry short poem

Stand up for what is true And for what is just Remember not your suffering Rejoice with youth and wonder Accept what cannot be changed Cry out for what is whole Do not hesitate The time is now What you

Role Of Money

Role Of Money short poem

Infant hardly know what is money Child hood is beauty without money Youth is filthy sans money Young age is a struggle to make money Middle age is meant to save money Old age can survive only with money Dead

4:20

4:20 short poem

It’s 4:20 again I tend You’re here again my friend We still have things to do Let go and look for food I don’t have things to say Just laugh and here we sway Don’t jump too high my friend

There She Stood

There She Stood short poem

There she stood wrapped in her own misery in a reluctant recluse trying to hide the tears that swelled every now and then trying to shove away the world that crept into her regular sobs she knew life as it

The Drunkard

The Drunkard elegy

I hope it’s not him, The one who keeps drinking gin. As the bell rang, I said, “who’s there?” He barked, “Open the door! I’m here.” My hands started shaking, And my head started aching. But still I managed to

New Ground

New Ground short poem

Time is a fish bone in your throat you think it’s clear until you swallow your foot was coming along nicely then you stepped wrong not like when you were twenty you’d ignore it and shake off the pain time

Sacrificial Love

Sacrificial Love prose poem

Today I saw the bird which I had always looked upon. Ahh ! Noble and Majestic,as evergreen as before. Her beauty which has always sought for the freedom, still flamed my mind. My world only left a flicker of her

What Day Is It Today?

What Day Is It Today? short poem

What day is it? Its today. The only day in existence. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow doesn’t exist. So don’t live in the past.  And plan today for your future because today is the only day you will ever have. live in

A Photographer

A Photographer short poem

A photographer captures a mystery, Of an unheard allegory, One that is deep and subaqueous, has memories engraved and precious. He collects beautiful images, reflecting candid moments & stages, unfolding a legendary lineage, captivating one’s mind’s envisage! It is at

Little Truths

Little Truths short poem

Deluge of criminality in the moral night; sun was taking a plunge on the falls, in the name of cobbled up front, for our rise and fall in the primary casuality. Sacred contusion, on the floor of the mausoleum, when

The Hyphenating

The Hyphenating short poem

Awareness becomes a burden, with opposite thoughts in conflict, Crawling like roaches on your skin. Sage or beast it was same. They run on the bricks in sun or drift at night on unwrapped voices. Every thread of a dialogue

The Little Martyr

The Little Martyr long poem

I skipped in the school building so tall With a smile like a bubbly China doll ”I shan’t fail the test today, I know” I murmur’d, merrily dancing to and fro. ”Prepared for the test, my dear friend? I ponder

Why

Why short poem

You run through my veins like blood, I close my eyes only to see your face, the tug on my heart assures me you are still there. We had our time, we have moved on I see you and I

Stay. And complete me.

Stay. And complete me. prose poem

I’m watching us in my mind’s eye bound together like thunder and lightning to get away from the world and into secret places We’re gushing alive flaming flickering love bursting born leaving nothing to chance until we fade out. Then…