Amateur Poems

Everyone has a wish so that of mine, To make our love eternal till the end of time. Oh! if only i were the breeze and she inhaled everything of mine, i would graved inside her forever, till the end

Poems. They love. They fight. They can keep you up all night. They know what you think. They laugh, smile and wink. They stand by you, they heal. They know how you feel. Now touch a poem and see it

He was the first man your eyes opened to.. The shivering hand that touched your tiny nose.. The strong arm you cuddled on.. His love that kept brimming but never spilled.. Those eyes that made everything seem within reach.. That

When young folks still in college try to find The hottest and best paying growth career But they’ve no conscience, and a clever mind, The experts would suggest they monger fear. You find folk’s fears, then focus on a few:

He and I (a subtle amateur attempt at understanding Narcissism) He loved himself and I loved him He believed he was superior and I was happy to be his shadow He wanted all the attention and I always showered it

Hardly does anything trespass through the intricate niches of delirium, A shout practically hovers around in oblivion and a morning yell is supposed to be suppressed in the enthusiastic turbulence of dark whirl Darker emotions have to be admitted and

Today’s pandora box is possessed, spirits within are legion, living bogeys are numerous, ever so often drunk, every day pandora hypnotizes followers, 24/7 pandora mesmerizes- adherents- making billions addicted to vacuum tube. Ancient gods- mild or ferocious- pandora has rebranded,

I am consumed with leaving one foot in the door and a portion of my brain the size of a doubled walnut begins to perform calculations how long a stay means eagerness how long obligation how long politeness how long

I opened my eyes upon the world My tiny fingers were tightly curled My eyes saw the brightness and quickly closed Sounds all around me filled my ears unopposed I opened my mouth and let out a cry As hands

My strange dreams of the night. Disappeared with a bird’s wail I realised another morning bright And hoped for an exciting trail Amidst loud shouts and curses And the busy life of a modern day My empty belly threatening ulcers

I wrote this thinking about you, the other day, As if you were the pages of a book, What a love story that would be I could see the universe through the words you spoke, As each page turned Led

Want to make a difference? then show love Love is something people can’t get enough When with their beliefs we don’t agree We need to love them you and me Let them see Jesus living within Let them see we

Empty hands were trying to collate the fallout after the trigger moment invited the unwelcome guest wearing explosive vest. It gives a push to throw away the paper and I walk up to the ink for a new chapter. The

Twenty score years ago, and some The evil merchants crossed the waves Gleeful as they raped and pillaged Their cargoes of dark-skinned slaves En route to the land of Liberty Where all men are created equal In their most frightening

Was it her plumage, her tail or even her eggs- that got him standing in line waiting to carve? Even Eden couldn’t crumble this fast into dregs- yet there he was tearing through her with such verve! Little did she

Percy the Penguin lived at the South Pole. With many good friends he would laugh and cajole. They would slip and slide and play in the snow, laughing and shouting and running to and fro. Percy was a happy lad

I will write a poem, Of you and me … Someday, I promise. I will write how we met; On a rainy night. I will write a poem, about how you held me – as the lightning struck And, I

I like the brown curly hair covering your half face. The crinkles by your eyes are making my heart race. Pull your hair aside, Leave hickey on that neck. Your lips tempt me to taste you and peck. Pull me

Revulsion in mood of climate rosy winter is falling down crazy to expose its colors wearing a warm white gown winter arrives at all cost on head glazed silver crown every thing takes new twist valley dressed as an icy

There she stood wrapped in her own misery in a reluctant recluse trying to hide the tears that swelled every now and then trying to shove away the world that crept into her regular sobs she knew life as it

Again i hear the word in my heart falling like generous drops of peace flowing through my grateful core like honey glow of melted butter-mellow rays dancing on warm yellow flowers bursting through your smile meandering easing me comforting and

I have felt the cold touch of approaching doom reaching back from the future during all my incarnations entangled with the nerves and muscles in my back like a blacksmith pounding out his last piece of stock understanding that it

I don’t wish success or riches in my life, Not even willing to be great. not eager to know my future, Nor even dissatisfied with my fate… To be true, It will be a great pleasure, if I find you,

Wanted to visit old lanes for a mocking bird. A luminous proxy wanted to play a game. Treachery flees from the trees and settles on the white wings of flying swans. No logarithm will stop to watch the invisible numbers

Critical conscience is not an admittance of ambivalence, But a philosopher once said: “You threw a rock at my head Fred!” A road along a path is but a journey to nowhere, If your cart is broken by a donkey

Church bells ring The choir sings Songs of praise Ancient of days Stained glass colors Arched cross hovers His mighty power A strong high tower Wooden pews Lilly flowers Sunshine and April showers A merciful God The children applaud Before

My name is just a name to me and you. It is my name that you need to refer too. Why would you add things to it when it does not belong. Knowing these words you add to my name

In time warp, to find the fell of a dark moon my thoughts bring out a birthday gift. The first step in fog discovers the sharp edge of kindness. Who will believe this black and white, suicide of a sage?

In my Solitude I looked all around- To sooth my mind. I noticed, a little Sparrow Starting its nest. Day by day, I watched the little bird The progress of construction was going on With small grasses and pieces of

Once I called you the love of my life now I’m starting to think twice… I can still hear you saying, “you won’t leave means if you do you’ll be back before dawn’s early morning light” I simply said, “goodbye

The petals of flowers, and the flower itself, that brings sweet fragrance; Its like you, who brought a life-time happiness to my soul. The strings of the violin and the violin itself, that sings the rhythm of love; Its like

It has been raining I stood on the window Looking at the rain drops Silently tip toeing at moments Restless pouring at times I looked at the clouds As if walking hand in hand Like lovers lost, like friends found

On the shore of soul she rises as a tide, The dried sand that is hot and burning, Lo it’s wet and now it’s turning, In the dreamy eyes of a smiling bride, She is now a rainbow of seven

Love stands in the corner at a party it might not have been invited to. Waiting for a boy who is too shy to say that it isn’t the drink he ordered. Or for a girl who is trying her

I wonder why a little girl, could never be her daddy’s pearl, She wanted love and care, which to her was never fair, Girl child born was a curse, why was she without nurse, I thought every child born was

Sleep becomes an enemy, Sadness a close friend. Hiding pain so eagerly, Trying to see this till the end. Sorrow builds in her chest, Pain is left in her bed. Her nights so restless, Sad girl left for dead. What

Return with good reason Oh fair weather season For the ships are sailing away Into the light of the new day Return fair sweet maiden Though your heart’s heavily laden For on this uncertain day Please hear me when I

I beg of you to Listen to my heartbeat If not please allow me to keep quiet How can I feel happiness in sorrow whoever feels so let him say so I wonder how the flower she is wearing has

Gleaming and shining with a mesmerizing light; peeping through my window at night, Oh playful, delightful and lucid moon, I cannot play with you, hide away soon! Disappear amidst the clouds carefree moon; Put off your glaring shine now soon,

I fall. Into the deep blue I know, I know the ocean’s troughs won’t ever let me go. But my heart aches. as I rekindle your smallness my sweet beloved son my pure and gentle boy. But I am here