Allowance Poems

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

Truthful Allowance

Truthful Allowance short poem

Allow his thoughts to enter your mind, Allow his feelings to merge with yours; Allow his emotions to mingle with yours; Allow his soul to be one with you. So what he is much much younger to you, So what

Family Allowance

Family Allowance long poem

Today I smiled as a memory came through, Remembering how I got angry with you, I climbed onto the counter, 8 years old, Never one to do as I was told. I wanted something in a cupboard so high, I

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I’m Coming Home

Im Coming Home long poem

“I’m coming home” that’s what she told me last december a short twelve days to a Christmas morning where the only present I could care for was waking next to her only to sneak out of bed to prepare her

Parental Advisory Needed

Parental Advisory Needed long poem

Life with my father has Never been magical If anything it has always Been tyrannical I go home Anger welcomes me I meet the instigator The abuser You, my father You cheated me out of a Parental relationship Which caused

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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

Absence

Absence short poem

Moments when I need a fulcrum, Like now, when the need for your presence Hangs overwhelming harder than your memory. Now means not just this night Whose sky like is covered with a black orchid petal, Mourning sheet over the

A Sustainable Corporation

A Sustainable Corporation short poem

Once being an elder A caterpillar is stronger It flies so high It becomes a butterfly The same with you With humans too In your cocoon The self is grown Clean it from anger No fear be stronger Selfishness creates

Cheers – To Life… And Death

Cheers   To Life... And Death short poem

heartbeat time flows swiftly by- distilling within that certain pain inherent in understanding a depth of grief is felt upon a fellow voyager’s departure- somehow balanced by its magnetic partner- joy sorrow slips in and out as we move through-

The Lake City – Nainital

The Lake City   Nainital long poem

Welcome,welcome,welcome, Welcome to Paradise Welcome to Nainital. A heaven on earth, Sun-kissed mountains. Yachting,boating on serene lakes, The charming lakes and splendid landscapes. The most beautiful romantic place, In the Lake District of India. Nainital is the Majestic Queen of

Some things

Some things short poem

There are so many things that happen, Some things are too subtle And some too apparent. Some, however insignificant, bring immense joy And some, no matter how big, make us cry Small gestures Simple words And great pleasures Silences that

Freedom In Doom And Gloom

Freedom In Doom And Gloom long poem

Freedom an aftermath of martyrdom,a mark of remembrance, A status of solace to be free from heartrending surveillance. But, Jasmine, the fallen pleasure on the road dust Stares at me with a plea to lift her tenderly, To save her

Waiting

Waiting short poem

Waiting… In vain is what comes to mind. In wanting what I think is right. In loving to be loved the same. In hating for everybody to agree. In missing you while you are still here. To say what I

The Harrowed Heart

The Harrowed Heart long poem

Only those with the wisest minds -the oldest eyes, remember the days of love truly lost. The woman with the rage speckled iris, the man with the world-heavy curved spine, Holding aloft thy heads as the wisping breaths of each

Circling

Circling short poem

A bucketful of moon falls on my door with the smell of a salted night on frozen shoulders of a punctured landscape. I start expanding unseeing a sentimental lake. Life was asking a very high price for the purple bruises.

The Jewel Box Of God

The Jewel Box Of God long poem

Well it is written…God so loved the world He gave his only begotten Son and whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life, so don’t worry about tomorrow, tomorrow will take care of itself, just do the

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

A Love Story Untold

A Love Story Untold prose poem

A love story left untold, it was our story like any other story, you were the prince and I was your crown, waiting to bestowed upon you one day, a crown you admired, wished for, dreamt of, your love was

The Rage Inside

The Rage Inside short poem

The rage inside Am I a clockwork man, or a clockwork mouse? Would I still be the same man, if I let my rage out? Am I a jigsaw piece of a master plan? Or a glimpse of art in

Hopes On High

Hopes On High short poem

The pain feels like bone breaking day after day Till you are stressed Sitting there and tired of crying. Is there anything I can do To help you get rid of that pain? I know you you are not yourself

Stay Focused

Stay Focused short poem

When you feel so strong and others think you can do no wrong When others say that your roots are deep, and the harvest is ready for you to reap When both the mighty winds blow and the pouring rains

The Laidly Wyrm

The Laidly Wyrm ballad

The Laidly Wyrm came to Brighton Wood To celebrate her hatchling day Eleven centuries old she was On this the twelfth of may She’d left her lofty mountain home Forsook her prodigious hoard Unfurled her colossal beating wings As into

We Want To Live In America

We Want To Live In America long poem

I want to live in America But a target is on me in America “They’re stealing our jobs,” “They’re raping our women,” There’s no hope for me in America We wanted education, work Just to live on the land you

Any Way

Any Way short poem

I sat there and watched her run away I took to the needle this way I sat there laughing but I didn’t run I just stayed I just sat in the sun and mentally stole myself far away I had

The Mighty Maple

The Mighty Maple prose poem

Tiny droplets from the tap; perfect timing of the sap. Trees’ free gifts of God’s great bounty; wooden buckets in every county. Then to kitchen and to table, a syrup known for years, since cradle. And golden color everywhere, lights

The Ultimate Dream

The Ultimate Dream short poem

A dream… Always like a stained past An unknown future A brimming river which dominates And takes you wherever it wants Doubtful, Undecided and Dark Sometimes sweet.. sometimes bitter Sometimes cute.. sometimes harsh Incredible yet uncontrollable Fantastic yet unpredictable A

Shadows

Shadows long poem

The glint of steel, so sharp and smooth, beneath my fragile fingers. Delicate inlaid patterns reflect an afterimage that lingers. As a child I’d hide beneath cotton sheets feigning death, that I could deceive. Then risking a peep from beneath

Hail Mary

Hail Mary long poem

Well and once again I have fallen fallen short of the glory oh but HAIL MARY full of grace and most most holy I have to believe that in my darkest hours you are watching over me with a tenderness

Only In My Poetry (part II)

Only In My Poetry (part II) short poem

I wrote these words again; Feelings with you I have gained These were the words— Telling you’re my inspiration, And now it’s fell into affection. Only in my poetry Words where I found your beauty. Place to spent time loving

Cactus Thorns

Cactus Thorns prose poem

(1) Since I’d descended from the tree, I still hold a cactus thorn; It travels into my blood; each time I open my window at a sin, it pricks me into my heart. (2) From the moment he’d left Paradise,

Nothing But Abandoned

Nothing But Abandoned ode

Reporting my story to you Live on CNN the Cable Network News Interviews with Christiane Amanpour So ambitious she wants to write my memoir Like TmZ hasn’t already asked for more Even though I’m so unknown Boy from the projects

Not Today

Not Today short poem

A change of season Is simply no reason A former belief Is just no relief A bird of prey knows only one way But you know what they say Any way you want it Just not today! A changing mood

The Letter That Held Certain Death

The Letter That Held Certain Death short poem

The knock on the dooor was all To be heard in the silent house The news had come About her distant spouse The was unexpected At least by a week If only it had been the plumber About the blasted

LOC

LOC short poem

The shells have not spared the lush slopes. There will be no flora left till dusk. The rocks have blocked the path behind. Chimney-climb not possible. The river-side is being bombed incessantly! A few bullets last in my pockets. And

Tears In The Darkness

Tears In The Darkness short poem

What do you do when you can’t stop the tears, when your mind is overwhelmed by your darkest fears? When you dread the day that will very soon come and you reach the end where it all once began. The

Notions

Notions short poem

I thought you would walk behind, but you went ahead. I felt your place is at home, but you went to rule the world. I believed knowledge is my domain, but you invaded that terrain. I was conditioned to believe

My View

My View long poem

There is nothing new But still I have a view Wall clock strikes midnight And a day ends with no regret No one waits but it goes On and on leaving you to dust Hold on to yourself from withering

The Time Is 10.23 Pm

The Time Is 10.23 Pm long poem

The time is 10.23 pm The time is 10.23 pm; I thought I would tell you the time. I realise you will want to have this time again, But there simply is not the time. I do not have an

The Sun Is Sinking

The Sun Is Sinking short poem

Sun sinks slowly twilight looks at the sun and waits for the night to fall with darkness Life also drowns like dusky sinking sun and ends with foggy dusk wearing evening gown A tiny thought sitting on highland stares at

Dream shore

Dream shore short poem

I dream of holy land Where exists my dream with a friend She is all for me forever How can I miss even for second there? I knew about her miserable time I used to cry sometimes I was never

Death

Death long poem

in this December and January of my 70th year death has had me at its beck and call in a way it never has before daily I feel it and know it every day I know you know we all

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