Antiausterity Poems

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

Grenfell Tower

Grenfell Tower sonnet poems

Thank you for finally listening Although now it is far too late. The death toll continues climbing While nervously you speculate. Black clouds of neglect still shroud us; ferociously the flames rage on It’s 16 hours and counting Our heartache

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The Goddess Of Love

The Goddess Of Love long poem

The exuberant fire that burns within my soul, In that first embrace of a lover’s smile; Shall forever be held, in equality to the power of love. Her servant shall forever wish for her luminous, infallible, tongue. Which speaks of

An Innocent Prisoner’s Life

An Innocent Prisoners Life short poem

An innocent prisoner in the cage, Waits for his age to pass, He writes something on a page, I think those are count of the days, Which he is spending in the cage, When the sun begins to set, He

As Above

As Above short poem

Most frightening thing: it all makes sense there is a plan or at least a thread that can be traced back a fuse emitting hiss and stink it caused Kennedy to get shot , my mother’s canary to flit free

Hanky Panky

Hanky Panky short poem

It was a crowded place, the city I belonged, Cramped houses strangulated space and brushed shoulders Openly eavesdropped into the matters of others, Keen eyes followed all activities, all along. One such event was the shameful audacity, Of being influenced

A Simple Smile And A Sweet Hello

A Simple Smile And A Sweet Hello long poem

There was a girl about the same age as I I could tell from her posture and her absent voice that she was very shy. Did I go to her and offer my friendship? No I just walked away the

Loneliness

Loneliness short poem

Loneliness. A word meant to hurt. Something hard to handle. Alone, all alone. Loneliness. We all have faced this. Something, we can not change, even if we try our best. Loneliness. This is a part in everyone’s life. Old or

Seclusion!

Seclusion! short poem

The weakened light Accustomed to patterns of darkness I saw the lie becoming Taking it all for granted The vows broken are many Something I lost forever now You left along the way Now there is no conclusion Indifference consumes

The Madhouse

The Madhouse short poem

There is blood on the walls, and bodies on the ceiling Everything about this place is extremely unappealing In this madhouse every one is depressed This place is disgusting, and misery is our pest We have no exterminator to keep

10:32 Pm

10:32 Pm short poem

Is it possible to only think in rhymes? To string words together like tunes in a chime, To connect the dots like expressions to a mime, And get it right each and every time? I’m not a ‘poet’ of that

The End Of The Dream

The End Of The Dream long poem

As the sun peeps out over misty morning hills and the dawn chorus calls with its piercing shrill, the demons of the night skulk slowly away, a sidelong glance at the few who got away. He rises and stretches and

Love, Letters

Love, Letters short poem

Means that it is not worth wasting my time worrying about stuff and nonsense, when I have the basics of happiness and contentment. we create our own earth and heaven. we can edit delete, be public, private or not at

If

If ballad

If I lived in the sky, dressed in gold, looking charmingly fine and on my lips honey glowed If I owned a kingdom spanning skyline to skyline with slaves at my beck and call due to royalty in my bloodline

The Visit

The Visit prose poem

A sound sleep ends with sounds of wings and tiny crashes of small things; my eyes roam round the room to search the scene, and soon I know it’s not a dream. And then the wings take flight again from

Forward I Go

Forward I Go short poem

Melting into this monotonous moment The faded clock twists into oblivion Sweet distortion echos, so very potent As I ponder my made decision Choices tangle into my deep dark fate As I deeply dwell on these many past mistakes I

Proud To Be A Woman

Proud To Be A Woman short poem

I may be a mother, I may be a sister I may be a daughter, I may be a wife I may be a friend or I may be any part of your life You see me always around you

Destined To Be Orphan

Destined To Be Orphan prose poem

A Newly born infant was ruthlessly abandoned on the street to face the vagaries of nature and fend for itself by its ruthless parents A good Samaritan took sympathy on the abandoned toddler and adopted the child and nourished the

Dare

Dare short poem

Do I dare? As the earth revolves And the sun is Obfuscated from my vision The stars begin their dance While the planets Continue their waltz. And in the island of their movement Is the ocean of the Milky Way

The Wedding Song

The Wedding Song short poem

You are the only song that I want to hear, A beautiful melody throughout my atmosphere, Your voice fills the darkness, its echo inspiring, The tune that I hear is perfect, inviting. As the shadows draw back and I see

In A Box

In A Box prose poem

In a box with rusty padlocks in a corner of my head, Are the broken toys of a childhood, laid to rest in premature separation. Drowned emotions and strangled feelings, together dressed in black, Are shadows of an inquisitive soul

Bed Rest

Bed Rest short poem

Razor Shells and fleshed-out stitches. Endless boredom, life just glitches. Non stop breeding and a circle’s lining, Eggs incubation, feelings thrown astray. I don’t need more problems, just stay away! Adorn a blanket robe like I’m 5 years old. Still

Breached

Breached short poem

Pensive is my mood today, Tears fill the eyes, which smiled yesterday. Am I still the one … who worshipped love? Are you still the one … my epitome of trust? Your levity brings a weird thought, So ephemeral is

The Colour Red

The Colour Red short poem

Bright, mesmerizing, enchanting, Be it a bride’s dress,a lover’s heart or a lonely flower. Blazing beautifully everywhere, the color red you are. The day I was born Swapping down the uterus wall of my mother’s womb. You were the one

Battle

Battle short poem

I know your hurts, and I know the pain I gave them to you but it wasn’t in vain So that one day you’d freely give me your all And cry out “yes Lord?” When you heard the call I’ve

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.

Coming Back To You

Coming Back To You short poem

What I love the most is coming back to you. Because you are the calmer one I know. What I love the most is looming at you ,unwarranted, Because I know the recoil,that I so take for granted. What I

Selfish Edition of Me

Selfish Edition of Me short poem

This is me I will be around you When I need you most I will be praising you When I want things done I will be there for you When I need to bear out If I still can cause

Rush To Hush

Rush To Hush short poem

We hear noise and the faintest call We rise up to rule and then we fall We sit, stoop, walk, and then we stand We ride the wind as best we can We get blown away like grains of sand

The Way…

The Way… short poem

Being a forest ranger I sense a way to be Observing is my hobby Your hobby: let it be Observing nature bring You all to understand Why would the ancients cling? To worship mother land Wisdom of ancient trees Is

Sinking Boatmen

Sinking Boatmen short poem

The name, went begging to yield. Dispute was becoming a point of disorder. A fire on ice, I was burning inside. Unabated, the storm was raging in bush. The candor was lost. We were drying up in shade. One eccentric

Words’ cage

Words cage short poem

I discovered a way a way that can bind, all scattered thoughts that run in my mind. Now I recollect them pick as I like, categorize, prioritize and bring them alive. It all starts with the first line sitting in,

If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly short poem

If I could fly, I would fly so high. Way above the ominous sky. Higher than the eagle’s cry. Higher, higher, oh why can’t I! Up to space? I sure would try. Even if it meant I’d die. As I

Dead Grey Wolf Skins (v2)

Dead Grey Wolf Skins (v2) prose poem

Introduction: Aldo Leopold (January 11, 1887 -April 21, 1948) was an American author, scientist, ecologist, forester, environmentalist, and conservationist. In the 1920-1930 eras, he moved to the Baraboo, Wisconsin area. The grey wolf was viewed as a predator, to be

Breakthrough

Breakthrough sonnet poems

As darkness looms so thick, a solid wall, Which held the night hostage, it failed to dawn, The heart sinks deeper, reeling from the fall Adversity, obliges it to spawn; The noisy accolades of past glories, Have muted down to

Thunderstorm

Thunderstorm ode

A storm I think, it is coming through– thunderheads in a blind momentum overthrow the stillness, the cars skid and blare, the men skitter, clouds roar Long deep shadow covered life and love lightening flares down to earth kissing the

Life In Temple Towns

Life In Temple Towns short poem

Journey was well planned to and fro in Volvos; but for the V.I.P traffic, frustrating long queues and expensive stale food in hotels with god’s name, we enjoyed every moment! There is something mysterious with life in temple towns and

The Nightingale On Number Four

The Nightingale On Number Four short poem

Four snatch me in the morning, To the land of the booming And returns in the evening, To where it found me. In between the journey Had I seen my beloved! That; on seeing her I lost, My consciousness a

Herald Of A New Day

Herald Of A New Day short poem

The crackle of the fire has deadened red worms hidden deep in the heart of ash, to hear it you’d have to get your face close like a dog preparing to sniff another dog’s ass. The sleeping animals never dream

I love

I love short poem

I love.. The early sounds of  dawn. The twitter of birds and the sound of Silence too – as calm and blissful peace they bring. ​ I love.. Fresh jasmine flowers A walk on wet green grass The crimson in the sky with birds

My Heart Sighs

My Heart Sighs short poem

I still remember the day, when you had left me alone , without saying bye , without telling me your annoyance, remember you every moment , miss you with my weeping eyes, feel as if my heart stopped working ,