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 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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A Friend

A Friend short poem

A friend Only someone who is honest, direct and correct with us is our true friend And not someone who just speaks words of love in order to get something in return at the end A friend will warn you

Couldn’t Believe My Heart

Couldn’t Believe My Heart short poem

After all this time I thought I was over you But seeing you again today just took my Breath away and I JUST COULDN’T BELIEVE MY HEART, here I go again falling in love with You all over again, falling

Still Don’t Know When

Still Don’t Know When short poem

Wow! And then I took a deep breath As I reduced the radius between myself and the Garden of Eden I could for the second time See the multitude watch my heart Beat in front of them That wuss character

Words Of Hatred

Words Of Hatred short poem

Crush the piece of paper That is scribbled with words Of hatred in all the world! And write a letter To the author of our story Asking forgiveness for our ignorance In the matters of his judgment. Ask him, if

A Hymn To Old Times

A Hymn To Old Times prose poem

(1) In old time, Before the sun stopped circling around us; Before it started to work as a painter of our shadows and the shadow of time over place; Before it adopted the hobby to boil sand inside a vessel

Behind These Bars

Behind These Bars short poem

Behind these bars my heart is full of pain behind these bars I’m alone and only I’m to blame for I have walked down the path of darkness for so many years now behind these bars I sit with eyes

Wives’ Conference

Wives Conference prose poem

Oh, my husband, he is too soft, giving everything, I ask, but not trusting me, keeping all savings, himself, And asks, “what is money for, am giving all that you need”; That’s not right, am wounded and so, don’t like

Why So?

Why So? short poem

Why is that we are told to sit in a class room with a pencil kit to draw all the nature’s boon inside a grilled room why is it so we are asked to sing about the prince who gave

Played On

Played On short poem

So easy for me to tell, that your love for me is true and you made me deeply fell that it tastes like sweet fondue We play the game so well I’m good as wooden puppet I’m a pity, under

The Lost

The Lost short poem

The sighs of loneliness Did you hear not A life without wine and women Is bored Iaid the bar keeper with A sly grin, A star winked at my window Seeing my emptiness I sighed for the nostalgia I wonder

Old Fashioned Roses

Old Fashioned Roses short poem

Our dawn falls with smile falling blind What constructed me, out soaring mine All the insecurities that you have shed Chained my glory in your empty dread I saw your imperfection and every flaw Still I could not resist, the

The Question

The Question short poem

As I watch the empty spaces I think As I hear the frightened voices I ask As I see the mindless actions I wonder When will it all end? Idle threats and broken promises Empty hearts and expressionless faces Are

The Thief

The Thief short poem

I used to have an organ beating, In my chest, rhythmic repeating The self same tunes for eternity; It resides now no longer with me. “Thief, where have you taken it? Even love hath forsaken it, Though the blood within

Just Excuses For The Pain You Caused

Just Excuses For The Pain You  Caused short poem

I saw you standing in the doorway you smiled ever so gently and leaned down to kiss me. But the smile didn’t quite reach your eyes since you were not home last night. I called you from the concert we

What Are We

What Are We short poem

We clear up lands of forest primeval Only to plant new ones for survival; Leaders scheme to modernize their nation Others hold back, crying conservation; Settlers would get land appropriations While natives move into reservations; We dig canals, but cover

Words Unspoken

Words Unspoken short poem

It is not AGGRESSION like most people think, there is a FIRE inside which I am not able to SINK… I have no idea why I am always resting on my TOE, instead of FEET, but with FIRE around, you


School short poem

What a fascinating place is this school a place where we learn something cool the place where we learned to write the place where the first day was fright the teachers who selflessly teach us the children might turn out

The Fragile Facade

The Fragile Facade long poem

How frail, in truth, is the world that we tread The captains and kings predicting calm seas ahead As they’re riding high, upon their silver spoons Laughing, as below the world withers; dying blooms How thin the membrane of life’s

Message To One And All

Message To One And All ode

In 1855 President Franklin Pierce of the United States made a “request” to Chief Seathl1 of the Suwamish tribe of Indians (who lived in what is now the State of Washington) to “sell” his land to the government. In reply,

A Refugee

A Refugee prose poem

(1) A refugee searches out for his home. Suddenly, when dust lands down on his eyelids, he cries out: ‘Eureka, Eureka, I found out a hole’. (2) My wife and me had a dream; We said, we shall have our

The Siege

The Siege short poem

Dual fall of the brass. From the bine, from the bliss of flower strength. An apparition of infiniteness of agony. Becoming one with failures. It tends to stay and enters the forbidden city of endless gods.Me beseeching, imploring to remain

My Heart

My Heart prose poem

As I’m slowly drifting away. Do you even care that our memories are fading away? Feeling like this it’s like a new invention. Was breaking my heart your true intention? Now when I mention your name I drown in a


Mirror short poem

All I need is a mirror a mirror in which you are there There as always to talk to me no matter what may be for you’re the wind that keeps me cool or maybe I am just a fool

Shifting Pain

Shifting Pain short poem

A silent wrath sits in a pool of blood, will start a battle over the footprints of sponges who soaked the history. The flow of endurance, lava on the tongue triggers discontent for a riot of spawned hunger. One transparent

Dream Fear

Dream Fear short poem

My simple yet complicated Today is done for the day I did witness intricate plots, Impromptu visits, marathons, And deep inhales and exhales To not breathe out the anger Irritations, dislikes and disturbances I lay wrapped in my cloth of


Loser prose poem

Every day I’m picking up fight with the man upstairs Living in sorrow because my life is a horror I am the clown who never get tired being a joker Covering up my lies as a tiger who actually can’t


Strangified short poem

Just an observation, To the moment close by; Your eyes sneaking out of window, But mine are stuck to thy. A strange feeling, Afraid, don’t know how to make a move; Waiting to get a glimpse of your Ming, Just

Mother And Child

Mother And Child long poem

Well I wonder what she was thinking Just before her car went over the bridge And into the cold frozen creek below Well only God knows, only God knows Although I think this story should circle The globe and never

Blue bike

Blue bike short poem

Blue bike(Northern dialectably) A bicycle that’s new was blue and swankity it had 52 spokes all chromed and silver fancery That bike was mine I rode up hills to see the countery and down dales to go fast and rode

I Need A Man, Not A Boy!

I Need A Man, Not A Boy! long poem

I wish I could teach you, The ways of men, I wish I could change you, Beard doesn’t make you a man, I wish you could open your eyes, And see the woman in me, I wish you could know

Evening Eye

Evening Eye short poem

Curled up in the blanket of dim light hours, Shadows overreach, closing the gap of every enclosing hour. The gentle waft that had me swoon, Drew me into a cup of steaming brew, Lips damp with the brush of froth,

Paddy Fields

Paddy Fields short poem

Paddy fields as far as the eyes can see Stretches of green touching the horizon Farmers in straw hats busy as bees And buffaloes, such loyal workers at every turn Cycling into the breeze, along a well-worn path Greeting ‘How

The Dead Nun

The Dead Nun short poem

Teachers at my school, thought of me as dumb and a young silly fool. My immature mind, thought my teachers were in their right mind. This was not so, they let me down but they didn’t even know. This young

Sestos – A Fragment

Sestos – A Fragment long poem

As I lay in my sleepy bed With your poetic words flowing through my head Wooed by a prince I felt a queen As I sank into a sea of dreams And tho’ consummed by a fathomless flood I awoke


Maid long poem

My better half in life alias wife lay tired & fatigued while toiling at the house chores for days & months I could see her charm gradually dwindling her anger terribly rising by leaps & bounds I got worried and