Alien Poems

Alien poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of alien poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on alien are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Alien

Alien short poem

35 years of living should have inured me, if not prepared me, for surviving this planet; but no matter how much of me gets spent, no matter how much of it becomes me, I will always be an outsider; like

I Love An Alien

I Love An Alien long poem

Well and in the season of the Crow’s Moon In the year of the rat and Lyra twice as bright I was in for the surprise of my life…somehow I managed to transmit my soul’s desire and Passion up into

Here I’m An Alien

Here Im An Alien short poem

The box clatters with every sway of the automobile, My tummy feels like metals crushing together, freezing my teeth, The glasses shaking nonstop, feels like hell, Everywhere we step is a death trap, dodging several holes, The chauffeur, all red

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Project Green Light

Project Green Light long poem

What is this entity that’s entered my body? Day by day now I feel myself slipping away Slowly fading into a memory… I fight tooth and nail to overcome this alien Attack so I can warn the world of this

Poems containing references to : Alien

Fried Green Spinach

Fried Green Spinach prose poem

Walking in the bush, late in the afternoon: Spring winding trails Among Plantae et Animalia. An independent world —Sort of realm of alien species Welcomes your senses with a storm of small flies (genus Drosophila) Which playfully floods the air,

Aims And Ambitions Of A Beggar

Aims And Ambitions Of A Beggar long poem

With endless poverty gleaming in their eyes, Dreams, desires and will to live; Everything has faded to get fled, In a beggar; a living dead, A zombie on the streets. With an affirmative urge in hesitation, Cohesively willing to die

Blindfolded

Blindfolded short poem

A dented version of an old grudge, blackened lips with an elite song, your relentless search ends in a terminal shock, nursing a green wound. That anguish was still there, and the wild anger sprawled on hidden fractures, false teeth,

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

Role Reversal

Role Reversal elegy

Silver-green feathers of foxtails, nodding lazily through rusted wire fences, The orange-gold chalice of a single poppy in a sea of tender grass, Meandering sidewalks—charcoal-gray ribbons of asphalt, fractured by weedy cracks— Palm trees and fir trees and the spreading

Upward Falling

Upward Falling ballad

Everyone’s moving in a state of grey content to blend in and fade away. In the wastelands full of beauty you reach out your hand, come fly with me to the distant lands. Oh alien inhabiting my tired soul, let

Unblinking

Unblinking short poem

Long staring see umbrellas and outfits overexposure occurs contrast fades subtle shapes vanish impasto stands clear gouges, ridges nose breaking free of a rugged face a glacier calving touch the membrane between universes sometimes this way sometimes in dreams energy

Moments

Moments short poem

[Composed in a class room.] Have you felt what an alien face said? From a land not yours of this birth, And thus in a fleet moment beheld, The tiny dimensions of the earth. Have you seen the colors of

Generalized Anxiety Disorder

Generalized Anxiety Disorder long poem

The problems she has are real soft fronds of fruiting vines lick up the tears from her forehead each wonders which is upside right earlier she was harried into the rental car wishing only to idle but parents have a

Fighters At Large

Fighters At Large short poem

A nebula rises unfazed after fission: after a fractured debate, greed crouching on the wrinkled noses of rugged bouncers. In remote history someone was burning itself out. A black eye surges forward, sings an ode to championship. Ankles swell up.

Elegy In Architecture

Elegy In Architecture elegy

Like a picture postcard from a city, A city frozen in another time. Living its own distorted reality, On the mantel piece of the sky line. The old building – a marooned ark, Amidst that ocean of newness. Currents that

Unknown Depth

Unknown Depth long poem

Searing in sunlight and dense in humid breath that uncomfortable nether-ground we ancesterally dashed across to escape the swift and sharp toothed now is a show of umbrellas and baking skin joy of wading into the delicious cool feeling sand

In The High Range

In The High Range short poem

She bloomed In the dense secrecy The vivid greenery Seeming adorned! The spring Spraying fragrance To her Each giggling note She hissed Soft lullabies To the blinking buds When hurt by the stings The flies thrust… Draped in beauty Her

Patron Of The Dying Arts

Patron Of The Dying Arts long poem

Perfect hot white ceiling giving back planetary anger at persons and plants making a griddle of the city’s streetmap and challenging those afoot to not drown swallowed in their own sweat Opera singer enters air conditioned library cool and quiet

Silent Passage

Silent Passage short poem

we’d been cooped up by rain at the end of September family and cats. gradually contempt bred until sun and heat returned in respite, grass warming to please all species of toes. cats charged around unruly flower beds, flossing fangs

Sisyphus Eternal

Sisyphus Eternal prose poem

Positivity, happiness, love, these Words you threw at me, expecting Me to grab on to them and connect. Expecting my instincts to take over, Expecting my soul to grasp onto them Instantly knowing, feeling, understanding Their nature, knowing how to

We Will Live To Win Another Day

We Will Live To Win Another Day short poem

Divide & rule is a common act in our nations, They say politics is a dirt game, though every day we experience politics, Allocation of resources been major politics, It’s a horrifying reality but we have politicians & voters, Lisa

Caithness

Caithness short poem

He falls and snuggles like a lover to the floor; dreams spilling from the bottle in the weathered-hand. Beyond the door, dead-brochs lie buried on the moor. Forebears are but sepulchral-weals upon the land. Dreams spilling from the bottle in

Moonless Delusions

Moonless Delusions long poem

In a moonless winter night, Standing against a weathered wall, Below a lonely street lamp’s light, I watched, transfixed, Shades of life being mixed, On that dimly lit street, As if it were a canvas, On which my thoughts were

Malevolent Mental Maelstrom

Malevolent Mental Maelstrom ballad

Fiendish and gruesome phantasmagoric denizens Dwell deep inside subterranean vault perform an evil dance Haunt psychic landscape with imaginary (yet realistic) Gargoyle visitations that cast a macabre trance Nocturnal unconscious invaders cavort and gallivant Disturb quiescent sleep with devilish and

O The Cowboy

O The Cowboy elegy

Hundred years ago, where were you? When your mother was a little girl growing like a pine tree, did anyone conceive a hero-like man was hidden in the folds of the her body resembling a pan swelling up with heated

The Garden

The Garden long poem

In a sleepy little village, nestled down a leafy lane…. Lives an Eden-esque panorama, that lies hidden from the rain. In this garden full of secrets, where Mother Nature lays her head…. Exists a myriad of creatures, who have no

Featured Attraction

Featured Attraction prose poem

Somebody lights a match in the theater the sulfurous odor falls in the gap between the curtain’s opening and the film begins I look around for Satan prepared to at least discus a bargain decide maybe it’s just a curmudgeon

This Day

This Day short poem

It was inheritance of pain. I should have known. Incontinent, she was scared to hug me: the child, after the rape. Shepherding the lacerations: petrified, a body of lad floating in a sewage tank; a short circuit in an incubator,

Chronicity

Chronicity short poem

I was keeping a vigil in holy town on a water cut. Lucy, Lucy did you have a dirty mind? This luciferina, will not tell the truth. Venus and Venus flytrap had a parallel birth. And I was facing the

Good Days Bad Days

Good Days Bad Days long poem

The fat man falls into bed he likes to go to bed early with the fan on – the white noise is his ally and the moving air his adversary so he wraps his excess in windings of blue satin

The Toll

The Toll short poem

found discarded in a blackberry verge rebar caked in layers dirt and rust like an alien archeologist might lovingly wrest from a sandy pit blow it clean with lepidopterous lips much heavier than appears it should strains elbow and shoulder

I still believe!

I still believe! long poem

As I remember my remedy in the natural scent of humanity, I am reminded the chewed kisses stamped on my forehead applauding my addition to the Zimbabwean population. I remember my first time drowned and dissolved in the newness of

Home

Home short poem

I don’t belong here I’ve known for some time So I’ve lived This isolated life of mine An outsider In an alien world From my true home I have somehow been hurled A life long loner Watching from my fortress

Stones In Crypt

Stones In Crypt short poem

It was midnight moon cruising in the bedroom. I step aside in the depressed window, watch the overwhelming spillover. I listen, then do not listen to alien voices of bipolar beings, speaking Aryan, artfully in cryptic signs crunching the bones.

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Apple Picking

Apple Picking short poem

Immenseness of the contrast – from blue eyes to red apples, (we must stop apple picking!) from smashed leg to a stone wall – squanders the soft toys of time. A peach colored queen lies in state from centuries to

These Lonely Days

These Lonely Days short poem

Time passes, memories fade.. that is how our destiny is made.. Now looking back one can see.. How far they have come .. From bunch of friends .. Now they are surrounded by none.. Those sleepless funny nights.. Are getting

“One Ring” – Made An Amazing Golden Moment

“One Ring” – Made An Amazing Golden Moment long poem

One ring from “My Friend”, Nice to hear can join a team outing, But “Am Not” part of that team, Curious to know which place- It’s “HONNEMARUDU”, “One Ring”– Made an Amazing Golden Moment with Nature!! With the blessings of

Destruction

Destruction short poem

The Sun becomes red hot Beings search for a drop of water and they fought. Anger it is, as the climate is, The heat is unbearable and nothing can’t see through this. The Earth is burning, but the Pluto is

Softness

Softness short poem

From hereness to thereness a heat flows- in the height of fears. A timeless need to map out the pain of earth, floating on clouds. Lemon grass cuts the swan lake. There was a devil in water, hiding under the

Something Weird Happened That Day!

Something Weird Happened That Day! short poem

In case I forget to write about this I want you know I swallowed some words by mistake once And didn’t understand where did they go? I feel something on my fingertips A charming passionate greed Thoughts flow and words