Adulthood Poems

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

The Song Of The Caged Bird

The Song Of The Caged Bird prose poem

Listen closely. Do you hear it? Do you hear the song of the caged bird? Listen harder. Listen to her yearning. Listen to her cries from being locked away for years on end. She wants to be set free. She

Choices

Choices prose poem

Choices She just stopped one day, halted and held back, from going to school, My little girl. She sat back And ruminated. halted and held back By a force invisible, Her reasons: immiscible . Whispers and worries, ricocheted back and

Poems containing references to : Adulthood

Stepping Into Old Age

Stepping Into Old Age long poem

I thought Life is a fantasy having a lot of positivity I spent childhood happily and merrily I cherished Teenage which was full of excitement and entertainment I entered adulthood with dreams and challenges I experienced Middle age as most

Dying Moments

Dying Moments long poem

I suddenly fell ill & got into a semi conscious state My wife gets panicky and rushes me to the hospital Doctors put me straight into I C U I faintly hear Doctors whispering this as a hopeless case I

Transition

Transition short poem

I was strolling along one sunny morn, Didn’t quite realise when she left me; I kept walking on, Not knowing she wasn’t following me. In this world she would be but a misfit, For she possessed the caprice of innocence;

To My Sister

To My Sister long poem

We have not got a lot of memories that are fond Do not share the norms of a family bond Lacking shared memories seen as fond Of times that we were happy for once Tied by blood, shared a home,

The Endangered Teen Girl

The Endangered Teen Girl short poem

She has blossomed like a flower. Her smiles her blush tell that she is fresh and young. She walks like a bird that had just learned how to fly, Ignorant of the predators, around her. She smiles with one and

Misty Cups Of Tea

Misty Cups Of Tea short poem

Every morning, We pretend to meet, To have a sip From our misty cups of tea. Our eyes might have Acknowledged each others’ presence, But they never meet, While they raise from the newspapers, That are evenly spread On the

Accepting Myself

Accepting Myself short poem

Judgements of deception plagued my mind, Following an artificial shadow with no hope. Having problems from cognitive growth, Learning was considered a form of witchcraft. No intentions of committing remorseful acts, Yet sinned horribly with clouded viewpoints. Jinxed by the

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Overpowering

Overpowering short poem

Oh and after all this time I’ve known you it never did cross my mind that you could be the one for me, was it Jupiter or was it Venus that has opened the door to love now after all

Chasing Pavements

Chasing Pavements prose poem

Here to perform for their living arrive, ‘more talents’ In their mind on world stage, reality chasing pavements The likes of these acts been here many times before “Please stop, look, listen! Never know what’s in store?” Lots of people

Time Surpasses Immortality

Time Surpasses Immortality long poem

When pinch of godly emotions diluted Into optical fusion of matted commotions And the whole concealed constellation Beguiled its proclaim in dismal dismay, Gurgling upsurges fused with a shy smile Amidst the mute chambers of heavy heads. Nothing like bleak

A Postcard From New Orleans

A Postcard From New Orleans short poem

An indecipherable cause brought us here may as well blame the overwhelming stink of bacon in the building lobby, that day I decided, my future didn’t contain forty years of accountancy unquiet stomach, unquiet mind Thus all ships sail, even

A Cup Of Coffee

A Cup Of Coffee short poem

The aroma of cappuccino, Tantalizes my soul, Reverberates through a memory, And resonates in my mind. A cup of coffee brews, Freshens up the mind, igniting a spark, To fall in love with it. A kiss of the cup, It

New Year’s Mirror

New Years Mirror short poem

In the empty house of snow, though, interred a blade of grass when I was searching one midnight flame in frozen night, on parting lips of darkness. The art of delusion churns the sea for an untitled arsenic, of a

When I Became A Statue

When I Became A Statue prose poem

Beneath a pile of dust, on a slumbering shelf, in a room which knows not the wind, I’d stumbled with a white-haired aphorism telling that your heart is your enemy; If it inclines left, go right; if it betakes right,

She Matters

She Matters long poem

the way you walk the way you talk the way you comb your hair beautiful eyes as if a angel in disguise the touch of your hand makes me understand pitter patter of soft sandle feet whispers in the corridor

All For Love!

All For Love! short poem

I put my love for you Into words, Words cleverly disguised To look as if mine, Every time I catch a new Emotion, I put it down, Write and rewrite Edit and re-edit, I have done all that, That is

Love Of Lies

Love Of Lies short poem

When love is found what happens to your heart? Does it stay the same or fill up with love again just like it did from the start? Does it beat less or beat more? Is it sewn up from being

My Awaited Spring

My Awaited Spring sonnet poems

I have witnessed your tears where autumn has grown Down into the dark deeps of your bantam eyes Final leaf was left behind when all we’re gone When Frost breeze have sing your last night’s cry Black outlined eyes of

The Shell

The Shell short poem

As sure as eggs is eggs, My aching feet sing. But not out of love, joy Or any good thing. They’re fed up and tired Defeated by time. The joints have eroded Just listen to them grind. Like a rusty

Hands

Hands short poem

I look with awe at worn out gnarled hands of a labourer how well have they have served their master mesmerised am I by a doctor’s hands gone rough with formaldehyde how many lives saved they have go green do

Frozen Emotions

Frozen Emotions short poem

All that she knew was to laugh, Spread the cheer around, lend a hand to all All that mattered was to betray her own To caress the pain of her beloved and the rest …for she lived for the world

A Note Of Suicide

A Note Of Suicide long poem

The walls were closing in on me. Frustrated and furious significantly. A grey cloud of despair, can’t you see it in the air? Where are you right now? You said you would always be there. As the emptiness filled the

Grasshopper And A Snake

Grasshopper And A Snake short poem

Grasshopper basking in the warmth of the sun Upon a rock. Slithering through a maze of alpine wildflowers looking for a likely sized creature to capture and feast upon saphonsifying her hunger. After secretly searching for near a mile Snake

Storm Within

Storm Within short poem

As the rain pours down from the skies, So have a million tears fallen from my eyes. As the thunder clashes, and the clouds begin to roll, So does the pounding of my heart that you stole! As the lighting

Not Made For Each Other

Not Made For Each Other long poem

After all the arguments and a little fight I had to give in and register on a matrimonial site Uploading the pics and bio data was such a pain I always knew it would go in vain Setting up the

Words

Words short poem

Was it sacrilege to reenter the bones of knuckles thinking of your primrose, a backlash of twigs in garden of homeless birds, a high-profile sweep starting a mad rush of blue winds in the confused landscape of life? my hills

I’m Turning Fifty

Im Turning Fifty prose poem

Oh My “I’M Turning FIFTY” I remember as if I was just a little girl and did not have a care in the world. I saw myself and said gee I cant wait to grow up! I went to middle

A Heaven Inside

A Heaven Inside short poem

Soft lines written so bold, I lie awake underneath all the things I never told, I try to sleep at night but I´m far too gone, Off floating in someone else’s head, Numbing myself away with no one in my

Time & Life

Time & Life long poem

Time runs faster than life, and life is nothing but time stretched into months years and so on; We, only we think, times moves fast or slow, actually, it is life whose movement determines its flow. in life, good times

Untrailed

Untrailed short poem

It was a wake up call invoked in the beginning of serene numbness. Under the veiled threat of a moon celebrating the kill. A path in croci; waiting becomes a torture for a saffron sundown, mercury was rising on snowy

Write, But Not Tonight

Write, But Not Tonight short poem

I want to write, But not tonight. Sleep is calling, I feel me falling. I rest my head, On my soft bed. My eyes are closed. I cover my toes. But my mind’s clear, And in full gear. Words start

Photograph

Photograph short poem

An aged photograph of a relative with her cherished daughter, sitting by a calm, placid lake on a sweet sparkling spring day. Wonder, joy, and amusement filled both of their unblemished, youthful faces – A family beginning its nascent, hopeful

The Rewind Button

The Rewind Button short poem

Our lives are on fast forward Speeding by so fast There is no rewind button To take us to the past What I wouldn’t give To restore those early days I would spend more time with you In every way

Heaven And Earth

Heaven And Earth short poem

Temple in heaven above the clouds Devastatingly lonely as if in snow shrouds Yearns for earth’s warm love and sweet emotions Temple on earth in the midst of cities Humanity, chanting and incense Longing for heaven Angels in heaven a

Something Knocks Out

Something Knocks Out short poem

Ceramic memories and terracotta pain; the injured crypt ultimately got opened. At urn burial, the name was absent. A pristine ritual for a nameless martyr. The sword within him was not used and pubescent bomb went unexploded. You leave a

Sleeping Beauty

Sleeping Beauty short poem

Listen that delicate one at the stream With the touches of rays at the shimmering cheeks That rhythming heart with troughs and the peaks With the waters of eyes and the emotions, cream Quiet is the drop and the orangish

After An Earthquake

After An Earthquake prose poem

Soft night wrapped us deeply in her fold whole area changed to a garden of dreams. Tremor began like a snake’s movement darkness melts, our hearts leapt to throat, we rushed for shelter under the starry canopy, but hasty movements

He Strums

He Strums ballad

He strums my heart away With each fleeting day Memories come in array Wish such moments were here to stay I wonder if it’s me or just his way! Should he stop I’d fall to dismay! Who knew fingers could