Activities Poems

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

Time To Depart

Time To Depart long poem

Routine activities seldom add pages to the life’s file while human sentimental values take back stage When my daughter decided to re-settle abroad I felt happy for her taking the path of prosperity As the D-day of her departure neared

Poems containing references to : Activities

Success

Success short poem

Friday the 13th, known as Black Friday in US. It was the best for me in my life, as for the first time I could spell Success. It was the day, when I was communicated that I was selected by

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths short poem

Little lives are what we put away In closets at night; mementos of the day Cry out, ‘Live us or hie us away!’ Do you not know? Stars and moon sigh In the wind, ‘Unbind us, too soon we die!

Here Flies Snow, An Idyll Interlude.

Here Flies Snow, An Idyll Interlude. short poem

(With a cup of coffee in my hand, looking out the large window, there could be no other thought on my mind, but to write on this beautiful vision) The dainty flurries, swiftly flooding the skies… Snowy pearls, golly what

Love Sonnet 227

Love Sonnet 227 sonnet poems

I searched the darkness in my side of night, So marking stars strewn in the Milky Way, Now made familiar by my searchful sight, That no more in the cosmos could I stray; Or will a better chance come with

Anything For You

Anything For You sonnet poems

A beauty at heart is found, Has become a part of my Life, The access to all my worldly activities is you You leaving me is a dreadful thing, Yet,You wished me to be happy, Never said no to your

Hanky Panky

Hanky Panky short poem

It was a crowded place, the city I belonged, Cramped houses strangulated space and brushed shoulders Openly eavesdropped into the matters of others, Keen eyes followed all activities, all along. One such event was the shameful audacity, Of being influenced

A Criminal’s Conscience

A Criminals Conscience short poem

His mind was cultured for vicious activities, His passion criminal perfections and dual identities, His soul lingered on malicious immoralities, His goal to torture and destroy individualities. He stood on the gateway with a loaded gun, He opened the gate

To Be Conscious

To Be Conscious prose poem

Consciousness is but an electric signal that originates in a receptor neuron cell and then travels down sensory neuron cells to the spinal cord and brain only to return by motor neuron cells to a muscle move This full cycle

Flirt, Flare And Share

Flirt, Flare And Share short poem

My own self, I need to honor. My own gift, I need to discover. I was born with, A special capacity, I need to find. What distinguishes my entity? To develop and practice, To have an access, To reach the

Modern Man

Modern Man long poem

He’s a very famous actor who married an ordinary woman and while he spends his days honing his body for the kind of violent pornography they pay him to discharge, learning to compress his abdomen to crush walnuts spit out

Begone Days

Begone Days short poem

BEGONE ERA Memories of Childhood are like a shining diamond in the chain of events Children of different era have different set of memories Tested and cherished children’s games of one particular era are sure to supercede games of the

The Clouds And The Sun

The Clouds And The Sun short poem

On a dull and dreary day When the sky was overcast With dark and dismal clouds I sat feeling so despondent Absence of warmth and sunshine Slowed down the routine business The day seemed longer than usual As if time

Woman: Every Home Altruist

Woman: Every Home Altruist long poem

Everything in her serve the good in others, her daily activities promote joy and happiness of fellow humans. Early in the morning, her concern is her household, throughout the day, her interest is about home front’s welfare At night she

Feelings

Feelings prose poem

Our central nervous system together with all its neuron cells make up our brains and spinal cords And with it all our emotions and feelings which signal when there is something wrong with us That is how a mother can

Aids/HIV: Will I Live?

AIDS-will you let me live? You will live, if you remain faithful to your spouse, you will live , if you avoid sexually depraved activities, you will live, if you leave morally permissive life, hedonist world, media, and society promote.

An Old Rose

An Old Rose long poem

When a rose turns old petals fall but the rose bud remains and its beauty and fragrance leaves a lasting impression in our minds Sure the beauty and fragrance of a rose lasts but briefly but the rose garden goes

Renegade

Renegade prose poem

She is a renegade, it’s written in her DNA Rebellion sparkles within her lime green eyes Her blood pulsates with the urge to adventure Beyond the bland, homogenous modern culture At teenage, all girls would enjoy a little mirror-time With

The Wonders, Not Wonders

The Wonders, Not Wonders ode

Himalayas, Eiffel tower, water-falls At Nile, the seven geographical And constructive wonders, We had in our childhood texts, Not wonders, they are; just big things; Mountains, water-falls, Eiffel tower, And Great Wall, be erected, more lively; Let it interact with

Authors Logur

Authors Logur short poem

In Retirement days, plant words on a page. Record in a booklet, give a little age. Let ripen, hide it away a few days. Later, re-evaluate, review, and renew. It is choice and lasting, or is it to re-do? Will

Uncertainty

Uncertainty long poem

With daily dose of exercises Body looks fit and trim routine activities are in tune Everything appears perfectly fine Enjoying the morning walk with the friend for ages is like a kick tonic to this childhood duo Self confidence zooming

Harsh Reality

Harsh Reality short poem

In spite of knowing Life is short , in reality we behave as if our life stretches to eternity Our routine life activities snatches away thought that one day those routine will have to come to end to become a

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A Dream Not Fulfilled

A Dream Not Fulfilled sonnet poems

Lonely nights came by , Dark nights passed by, One night dream couldn’t last long, One moment there and then you see blur. Martin Luther King Jr had a dream but it’s not fulfilled. I had my dreams but it’s

The Economizer

The Economizer ballad

The poor man on the street Tattered clothes bare feet A small bowl to collect his needs A timely beat his cry repeat One small drop One small coin He thanks you While you did not Notice his smile At

Vastness

Vastness short poem

I am a child Standing on the vast sea shore Collecting sea shells to quench My curiosity I don’t know what an oyster is I know only the shells. The waves sweep high above my height The sea sometimes wails

Flirtin With Fire Blowin It Up !

Flirtin With Fire Blowin It Up ! long poem

flirting with fire blowin it up in the most earnest desire her perfume was led to basement blues remove those shoes bask in the news then you will se a falsified game of reality in society we got hidden games

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams short poem

I saunter down a shady boulevard Walk on a rocky, uneven path My shadow trails behind me slowly Hunched-back, dragging a lead ball wearily Every step is a torture us both As I walk bare-footed on slivers of glass Each

Bowl Was Still Empty

Bowl Was Still Empty short poem

Trying to follow truth his journey was nightmarish. Alchemic fusion with past and future failed – his bowl was still empty. In the inner space a largesse, free of present, becomes the pain of perfection! Now what to do next?

Sea Stacks

Sea Stacks long poem

skipped rocks through a stream today the opening of a brand new day its frame is in minor decay the bleached wood massed in bone piles, we pulled it from dark beach and built fire in a fenced clearing the

Best Mistake Ever Made

Best Mistake Ever Made long poem

Are my words hilarious or do they make you feel delirious, but am so serious although sometimes I act mysterious, I feel you in my soul, tonight raise me like Lazarus, from the dead, and am not being superstitious, tonight

Days

Days short poem

There are no profound thoughts Lurking in wait Biding a moment Of introspection Analysis and conclusion Life’s pages are lived On a daily wage Of bearable work Endurable enjoyment Surmountable aftertaste Of egoistic flights Contained for the day By compliance

In The Cacophony Of Conspiracies

In The Cacophony Of Conspiracies ballad

The fear is creeping inside with every single step I take Seems like everyone is going to hurt and their sympathies are fake With broken dreams and a heavy heart, I still hope to find solace Though in the past,

Evermore….

Evermore.... short poem

Life happens. Traipsing on, a path to eternity… The paths unknown, the sands not seen Yet the hearts, tuned to the thought, Love is our lives, lives are for love. The music settles, on our souls.. Gripped in the depths,

My Father Behind The Wheel

My Father Behind The Wheel long poem

My room was the old garage attached to the house festooned with posters and dirty underpants my father’s Mercedes was a sacred relic with a flavor of old leather upholstery. It rested in its own building. there must have been

Confess

Confess short poem

We should have played truth or dare instead we played confess. This was down in the mildew basement mother-in-law apartment an unrented rental in a suburb notorious for its decline of population. Confess someone would say and point. It would

Father To Son

Father To Son short poem

I touch your cheek I’m surprised, it’s cold I reach for your hand I need it to hold I look into eyes That once gleamed and sparkled As we loved and laughed And wrestled and tickled The eyes are now

Education Today

Education Today short poem

Education ought to bring us out of dark Ought to take us to lights bright Ought to enrich our knowledge And make our cognitive powers sharp. But is it true of it today? Does it open new vistas? Does it

The Cane

The Cane short poem

It is strong, it is stout It is rounded at both the ends No matter how healthy the aim is It never breaks, it never bends. It swoops like a whip It hits like a sword It stings like a

If Together We Were

If Together We Were short poem

If together we were.. We could love, we could fight, We could try to make things right. When I were wrong, you could keep hold I could care for you, as we grow old. Holding our hands we could go

The Mirror

The Mirror short poem

You have given up Laid down your arms Whilst thinking that you are Still fighting, still going strong You have been blinded By the antithesis of love So much so that now you don’t even know Your ass from your