Ancestor Poems

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

Pain Of Our Ancestors

Pain Of Our Ancestors prose poem

I take my trip to the land of black called Africa where my ancestors live and rule for thousand years. They are like a thunder and dove they never weak nor shaky always at their feet. This is the land

Genesis

Genesis short poem

Back in time. Staring back they are. Wondering about the Ancients they do. Wondering about those who came before. Deep history exploring. Digital archeology, searching. Searching for the Genesis planet. Ancestor programs churned by quantum simulators looking. Looking for probable

Poems containing references to : Ancestor

Anything Is Possible.

Anything Is Possible. prose poem

Where did you come from? Every ancestor you ever had, had to beget with who they begot. If any link in the chain begot with someone different. If someone turned left instead of right. You’d not be here today. By

Papyrus

Papyrus short poem

Let me go first in the cave to see the hollow-eyed, bird-face, my ancestor, relic of reclusive committment, eaten by hierarchical grass, inch by inch. Calories burn to free the bones from the green pond, beached, skinned and fished alive

Under the Banyan Tree

Under the Banyan Tree ode

The Giant Banyan Tree in the country-side, Bunches of thick ropes hanging downward, Full of dark green leaves.Bats hanging from, Its branches with open wings.This ancient Banyan Tree has seen many ups and downs. Our grandmother’s village is calm and

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I am torn

I am torn short poem

I look around I see things that I don’t have to I feel things that are sacrilegious I do things that are desecration I can’t breath anymore I can’t smile I can’t laugh I am dragging a dead corpse everywhere

The Slaves

The Slaves long poem

We have to keep all these bodies, And save them from scavengers; They have been roaming around. But the war scares them greatly. So, they prefer the tired nights. However, I saw last day that A dog ran away with

The Last Snowfall

The Last Snowfall short poem

Descending schools of clear droplets wash away yesterday, Thunder bellows and shakes …stirs thoughts adrift in the distance, trickles of fine creeks merge on the bedroom window pane. ..and I reflect back to a man…an essential friend… His last night.

Gratitude

Gratitude short poem

Has anyone told you? You make them smile? A little jesting And a crappy day becomes worthwhile… Has anyone told you? Your hugs are like glue They stick back the pieces Broken into two… Have you ever been told? The

Fire And Straw

Fire And Straw short poem

Lovers of death were on prowl: nothing was finished.Smart words were bouncing back. Quotes by the fire had stripped down the carnage. More bombs in courtyard and hope was confronting death. Few branded names were causing rift in the ranks

Infatuation

Infatuation short poem

when I fell in love I pressed my heels against the sky as if in a bread oven sitting with my forehead on the warm ground and the wind and the butterflies and the clouds like smoke were hard to

My Last Poem

My Last Poem short poem

You will always be my great love So true, it consumed me It’s the kind everyone would want to have Warnings, dangers, I refused to see My heart is broken I cannot stop the tears from fallin’ I love you

A Song For Adorable British College Enugu

A Song For Adorable British College Enugu short poem

My adorable academic sanctuary, My big citadel of intellectual prowess, where ignorance is consigned to an ossuary for the once inherent and nagging backwardness. Any who treads your academic trajectory is numbered with the doyen of enlightened ones. Your young

Why?

Why? short poem

Why is it, That all around me People have flashes of inspiration, A seed that grows into something great, Something worthy of recognition? Why is it, That people I know Are so talented, so passionate That they’ve taken up their

The Confession

The Confession short poem

I am so sorry The first words you say In your admission I was wrong follows next with down cast eyes In your confession the confession given in hopes of forgiveness is admission dressed in pretty clothes Your true intent

The Eternal Hope!

The Eternal Hope! short poem

Hope is an eternal pill that gives you a fill. Hope casts a spell that makes us feel well. Hope is a bird waiting to be heard. Hope turns bitter if you let it fritter. Hope will repair the wings

Patriarch

Patriarch short poem

On the transient cage-like throne Amidst columns of arms and might, The regalia holds the unwieldy sceptre….. Lust and lavishness drag him to loot Fiefdoms torn and patched; Fear drives him to frighten others The ‘should be patriarchal arms’ Instead

Zero

Zero short poem

While my schooling I thought I was a hero I got so many times zero Every time I was rebuked When people used to call me cute Before the result, classmates said My hero, you would score zero. Grandpa told

March 18th, 2016

March 18th, 2016 short poem

The day I’ve looked to for years is now my dreaded bitter end. Melancholy incarnate, I feel nothing, much to my chagrin. My mind a wall, nostalgia the flood. Bursting through upon the hour. Bittersweet memories of you. The wall

The Troubled Faith

The Troubled Faith short poem

That vertical sink loaded with cargo fraught, with pools of blackened blood burned me. I never arrived at a moot prologue for the journey of dead. The sun turned away in a doubt under a smoked trance of helplessness. Perhaps

The End

The End short poem prose poem

I woke up knowing it was time. Only last week I was told about what was growing inside of me. They said it didn’t belong there. We are ready they said. Staring into its soon to hit nonexistence, the  bitterness

Friends

Friends long poem

This is a post dedicated to the crazy people who were and who are out there. Life shows new things every day, Some are sad, Some happy. Some are interesting, Some dull. Some make us cry, Some make us laugh.

The Grave Digger

The Grave Digger elegy

O, ye grave digger what do you dig? Grave for a flower of heaven, who dropeth on earth With tears , smiles and gurgle Goeth unscathed , unhurt and untouched. O, ye grave digger what do you dig now? Sepulchre

Faces On The Wall

Faces On The Wall short poem

Faces on the wall… Are images of the mind! Formed by faithless moments – And of still born movements. Flutter of the breeze, In the silence of stiff leaves… All seems like a faded horizon, But still holding on to

My Parents

My Parents short poem

On my birth, they were smiling at me while I was crying at them When in the cradle they were trying to kiss me while I was seeking to miss them While as a kid they were pinching my cheeks, I was shouting at their pranks When I was a

Like Petals Of Rose

Like Petals Of Rose short poem

Fragrance of body and sensual delights Help me to explore new beautiful heights When we enjoy and find jubilant flights Rainbow spreads and kisses love kites You and me are together in trance Life has offered this wonderful chance Kiss

Craving You

Craving You short poem

Inviting tongue licks lips Honey dew D R I P S from fingertips Eyes dimmed in passionate desire setting hearts and souls on fire Deep kisses feed loving lust Two bodies one at the final thrust Two hearts Two spirits

A Day Of Counting

A Day Of Counting short poem

You gave it when you were poor. Today I went to unwrap the gift. The soul! Ripping out from the body to deconstruct my vernacular pain. Pulling off the toenails to extract a promise. Feet first; the birth of a

Moving On

Moving On short poem

We laughed and We shared, A friend, you were, I knew I know you well, Wanting you to be happy, all the times you dwell. Then, one day you said, I was more than a friend, It was different with

Waiting For Sunshine

Waiting For Sunshine short poem

Winter winter please go Need some warm sunshine Cold nose to cold feet.. A sneeze here a sneeze there God bless you they all would say Mufflers caps jackets will do the trick From the icy chilly winter prick.. My

Words

Words short poem

Words …… They are there! Deep inside Ready to give voice. They want to be like caresses, Words of joy and happiness, Softness make braids, Words, remedies to the woes Sweet words that burst Like balloons and they have fun,

My Friend The Wind

My Friend The Wind short poem

My friend the Wind- is a lady who changes- Personas with every dress! You can hear her voice- go up and down with- every lapel and pleat! Chagrined about her coif- she turns into a dust devil. Ginned again with

Two Fireflies

Two Fireflies prose poem

The whisky, the dream, and the cold sky The river below cries a lullaby Two street lights flicker and die Stars twinkle, the moon and two fireflies Our friends sleeping below, it’s just you and me Words are easy, they

The Poet And The King

The Poet And The King short poem

There once was a King, who lived in a castle, in a Kingdom of his own. He had everything, royalty could bring, except; he was alone. Since love wasn’t there, his castle was bare, just a building made out of

I Have Found Heaven

I Have Found Heaven short poem

As I’ve opened my eyes I see you standing by my side Your innocent face smiling at me Like you always used to smile This has cost me a lot yet It was like hundred miles to travel Now that

My Writing

My Writing short poem

I wanted to write something But my brain refused to spare anything I got agitated and start searching some others’ brain for lending I did get a brain dead man who was sleeping but found him to be still breathing

Cortile Of Old House

Cortile Of Old House ballad

Along with their desolate fortune, Old parents waiting for their unsparing children, Who left them in the barren garden, For the sake of their ambitions, They omit them between the world, When they needed love and care, They gifted them

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

Intrusion

Intrusion short poem

On a rock near the lake Sitting silently I was Dangling my feet in Waters, disturbing it Just for pleasure’s sake. Seeing terrified fish I felt an urge to muse What right I have to My liberty’s misuse? Shivering stars

Will go away, if you want me to

Will go away, if you want me to short poem

Will go away if you want me to.. I am one of those omens, one of those spells that someone has cast on thee to make you feel again, for better or worse how can I say, that is for