Aids Poems

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

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.

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The Generations

The Generations short poem

Sixties came and went, As the seventies rolled in I was born upon my mother’s breast Last of four kids, I was the baby of the family Seventies were filled of adventure, fun, and games Learning new faces and names

Poems containing references to : Aids

Friends

Friends short poem

friends are someone.. who meet each other- to share joy and sorrow and celebrate happy moments together. here my friends-never I had the chance to see them face to face. we share a world made with the trust of god’s

Enough Is Enough

Enough Is Enough long poem

Just say no to corrupt politicians, lying and cheating with their secret missions. Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye then stealing its lolly and watching it cry. Just say no to the corrupt EU, actually achieving what Hitler failed

Poor Sweet Kids

Poor Sweet Kids prose poem

We sure did love the lollipops, the cracker jacks, the Holloway candy sticks, the chocolate coated ice cream bars, and those tootsie rolls. We simply could not get enough of the pop sickles, the cool aids, and the soda pops.

Diana

Diana short poem

I didn’t really notice her, to start with, A girl with too shaped hair and clothes beyond her years It wasn’t right, clearly not right Medieval in some respects An heir and a spare her task But a fairy-tale danced

I have a dream!

I have a dream! prose poem

I have a dream that each day I call unto morning and rinse my face; I will feel the breeze of last and start something new. Something needed but not known to attention. I do have a dream that when

We Need A Miracle…today!

We Need A Miracle...today! short poem

I know it takes money to find cures For disease but how much more time And money will it take for these so Called scientist to find a cure for Leukemia, AIDS and Cancer…I think They need to get off

Mother Nature

Mother Nature long poem

I wake up in the morning and your face is the first thing I see, I take a deep breath and I laugh out, ha!ha!, remembering the outdoors and the sea, Oh dear ma!ma! You are so dear to me

Skin

Skin short poem

I Wish Racism Would Die. I Wish It Would Go Away, Because Racism Is Like A Disease, And People Make It Stronger Everyday. Why Are People Hating Each Other, Because Of The Color Of Their Skin? To Me, Color Ain’t

Invisible Heartaches

Invisible Heartaches long poem

It goes without saying; soon the cow barn will be full & men quite drunk, Women busy preparing to feed stomachs and give one of their own away, To who, doesn’t it matter? Old, too old or extremely old, a

Sonnet for Waterkeepers

Sonnet for Waterkeepers sonnet poems

Through all the rank smells of the city’s shore The ocean’s breath says ages of being. Dark blue depths, salty finned life, and much more, Shifting of arm hair aids my eyes seeing My ancestors rising out of the vast

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The Y Chromosome

The Y Chromosome short poem

you may wait days for a woman to pass by who smells better than candy better than art and nature could cook up that’s a lot of days sniffing for an accidental woman just so you can be arrested and

Jigsaw

Jigsaw short poem

We are all made of, Millions of tiny jigsaw pieces… Of experience and memories, Which each piece releases..! Bit by bit & Inch by inch… Once it is together, It won’t even flinch…!! Time may come, When we fall out

Let Passion Consume You

Let Passion Consume You short poem

Find something you’re passionate about and let it consume you. Do not run from it. Let it keep you awake for 48 hours at a time. And while you’re running on zero sleep, create the next wonder of the world.

Sui Generis

Sui Generis short poem

Looting after the earthquake: I have wrecked myself on my own terms. Bringing down the edifice of human cult, the man has come in the spin of richtor scale. Why does a crisis tears up the mask and animal comes

A Walk in Central Park

A Walk in Central Park short poem

Walking down central park one sees the Cherry trees blooming And people that smile back at you when you smile at them walking That genuine smile that always draws a spark from their hearts to yours And makes your heart

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

Idolatory

Idolatory short poem

I say to myself, why did not you learn the ways of life? The chariot blew up in your face. Blueberry, blueberry – they bloom in dark. How difficult it was to stay normal human being and speak your lines

Faith Shaken

Faith Shaken short poem

I was dreaming in silence A wave of division woke me up The wave was concocted The wave was fabricated The wave changed everything From religion, politics, traditions and faith The wave said you were misled The wave said you

Typical Day

Typical Day short poem prose poem

Staring out of window admiring nature’s awe Picture full of perfection sans single evident flaw Indolent tepid sunshine streaks daubed with gold As if time has stood still to treasure and behold A lone cloud high above seemingly gone astray

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

In Inward alonenss

In Inward alonenss short poem

One by one leaves had gone, several and many times. Lone tree, standing naked in dry wind was ready to walk. In inward aloneness to know the roots. You look straight into the eyes of primeval suffering. Under a cramped

Vampire Toy

Vampire Toy short poem

Well and his eyes are so hypnotizing you just can’t turn away He has total control now over your mind, body and soul He wants you now and what he wants he gets, yes him Always finds a way… He

Memories

Memories short poem

MEMORIES ….. I love your sweet voice , Handling your craziness is my choice . Playing games all day long , and all those stupid questions from nowhere they belong. Sharing every joy or pain , Partners in crime ,

Too Proud

Too Proud short poem

The wail fills the genesis; you are not living in me any more. Outside a grey mist of absence prevails. For a while there was stillness of white death, then roaring of a hurricane, before it struck the ancient wall

Juliet

Juliet short poem

Rain is falling down but I won’t go until I see you I still keep looking at your window So get on your shoes and come out We’ll run and run and never look back This is our chance to

Jealousy

Jealousy sonnet poems

Shackled monster that lurks in every heart, Of such ferocious guile yet ever found, To smile the pain, deftly playing its part, So docile and courtly until unbound. With eyes, so green, and spiteful as it goes, Deceitful of mien,

State Of Birth

State Of Birth prose poem

M portrays my feeling of MISSING something that I never had, and could never see; The feeling that people were always MOVING away from me; The feeling that MONEY would never come my way, but only flee. I is for

Life Retraced

Life Retraced short poem

Expedition of life starts at dawn. Trainers come genetically, custom and society fill the gap, we start a journey, the route is misty. I started for the Kanchenjunga Half of the track was well lit road rest was chosen weather-wise.

A True Friend

A True Friend prose poem

A true friend who will stick with you through thick and thin, on Him you can thoroughly depend. Now you may not comprehend whe He offends, but He will amend because He’s a GOD send. Closer than a brother, father,

I Love You

I Love You long poem

I love you. Words whispered into my ears and screamed in passion, I love you! You lied. And I guess I did too. Because like all tragic love stories, we were young and we were dumb and neither one of

Unconscious Mind.

Unconscious Mind. short poem

I asked him what is it that you like in me He answered I wouldn’t say like I’d say I fancy you, You test me everyday And for us each day is a struggle But when it passes I am

Force Failed Before Face!

Force Failed Before Face! short poem

He led the struggle, candidly active That had become a national mass drive He led the country, by being self-example To quote Mahatma Gandhi, incidents are ample Truth and non-violence were two sides of same coin Such pragmatic stand, led

The Queen

The Queen prose poem

One could tell that she had ascended from a peaceful and noble family of visionaries This rare beauty was never bounded by mirrors of painted images and selfishness She loved the open views that afforded her a first hand look

A Letter For All Of You

A Letter For All Of You long poem

I heard so many complaints That is from all of you “you don’t call me you don’t have time to receive my call how do you recall me you have forget me to go other states thank you so much

The Rhyme Of Life

The Rhyme Of Life short poem

Life is all about trust, And using the right path to fulfill your lust. Life is all about giving your best, And training yourself so that you don’t rust. Life is all about setting your own principles and rules, And

A Flower Thief

A Flower Thief short poem

Gather ’round me, man of grace! For a truth I must confess. And if I lie, this sunny day, Let night forever shroud my way! I’m not a liar, though I’m a thief. I stole a flower in my sleep.

Laetitia’s Decree: “I, Happiness, Happen”

Laetitias Decree: I, Happiness, Happen short poem

I, Laetitia – I decree I happen! In the soul’s sublimate and subliminal state, Whom the twists of fate misshapen, I unwind! Come! Seek me! Visit! I grant visas and vistas with no use-by date! Soul-twisted ones! Stay or transit

Loving What I Hear

Loving What I Hear short poem

It was there when I was not Born. Gently playing even when I Mourn. Slowly awakening the hearts full of Stone. And purposely breaking the ice I can’t Burn. It reflects the way I Act. It inspires the way I