Asylum Poems

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

Less Asylum

Less Asylum short poem

This fake city encounters a thundering moment; I go down coveting a mating call from an explosion of hallowed questions, with no answers. Stones were after all stones, not gems of knowledge. How can you make a universal elixir figuratively

What Asylum!

What Asylum! short poem

Come and meet me in chamber of death where the tempest comes every night. I start disrobing the anger to find the eye of the moon. Where do I get that ink that writes an unwritten poem on water of

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Sin

Sin short poem

My sins have risen landing me in a prison Darkness dwells In the corner of my cell Hope has fled And trust is dead There is no humanity Only insanity Innocence is not alive anymore It is something I thrive

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Green to Amber then Red

Green to Amber then Red short poem

The green butterflies sometimes look light blue in the sun The lemon and lime leaves touch the sky and reflections come The brown tree trunks stand so very tall with branches that winds make hum The moss is like velvet

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

Little Truths

Little Truths short poem

Deluge of criminality in the moral night; sun was taking a plunge on the falls, in the name of cobbled up front, for our rise and fall in the primary casuality. Sacred contusion, on the floor of the mausoleum, when

Let me sleep

Let me sleep short poem

Where is this Where I am right now, Is this the dream, I had dreamt a long time back Why don’t I feel The anguish, I only recently had. Why do I see the colors so vivid How come there

Twilight

Twilight short poem

On periphery of gestures and casts I speak for fading integrity while a fossil of a scream was stolen from the womb of language. On becoming silent, an untitled truth shakes sensibility. Small vignettes track the battleships of calligraphy. The

Democracy

Democracy prose poem

Along the way to Washington, a red Indian is still holding in his hands his scalp and a quiver filled with stock exchange, while not comprehending why European prisoners carried old Athens on the ship of Columbus and settled at

Home

Home short poem

when we were touching I was blushing from a blushing inner glow radiating from the depths of my soul no longer searching no longer alone for the first time in my life my heart has a home home is my

Mute Desire

Mute Desire short poem

Come Naga, come: from the scented tree and spread out your hood. I will pull you down on my lips One day. Classical porn, Neanderthal. In your stark nakedness I wanted an asylum. A place guiltless, hands blackened, moony face,

Orphan

Orphan long poem

I Go crying to my Mom to get her attention and solace even when there is a slight scratch on my body I shout at my siblings if they neglect me I get angry with Dad when he forget to

Tale Of Two Waters

Tale Of Two Waters short poem

A man’s choice for imperfect specialty Devoid a woman’s continued quest for security Likewise the two waters in diversity. He believes compromise leads to serenity To the long-haired nothing but a fallacy Then why do the waters co-exist in harmony?

No Telling

No Telling short poem

A severed head sits upright on mud floor coruscating in moonlight. It was a meditating Buddha with eyes downcast after a perfect death. With indecent exposure there was no artifact to celebrate. The steel was rusted and the name erased

Salt Or Snow ?

Salt Or Snow ? prose poem

Everythin’s spinning. Leaves flying. Round and round. Sadness floating. Still here. Damn good it was. Real lucky I was. Now scares me. Forget it ! Remember the funky happy song! What are you waiting for ? F**k you all off,

Manchester England May 22nd 2017

Manchester England May 22nd 2017 elegy

Explosions rocked Manchester Arena after finale of Ariana Grande concert where just moment before avid fans of this idol did cavort and flirt shattering poignant moments, when one than another attendant did amidst helter skelter yell and blurt now treasured

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

Sanctuary

Sanctuary short poem

‘Go Back To Where You Came From’ is the title of the story, and it deals with much emotion of humanity… same as you and me. And to those with less compassion, understanding and knowledge; of whom there are many,

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A Paean To Reasonable Men.

A Paean To Reasonable Men. ballad

Beyond the storm of screams and groans And cries of a wretched tortured people, Lies a child curled, fists to his ears Consumed by the roar and fury Of a haunted Peace. Sweetening his ears now burned to whitened noise

The Road Through The Woods

The Road Through The Woods prose poem

The Earth and the sky Bridged by majestic woods Form the horizon In between through the blue and green Goes on the alluring metallic road Invitingly . Promising to carry you on To the land of beautiful dreams , The

Shifting Pain

Shifting Pain short poem

A silent wrath sits in a pool of blood, will start a battle over the footprints of sponges who soaked the history. The flow of endurance, lava on the tongue triggers discontent for a riot of spawned hunger. One transparent

Ramblings

Ramblings short poem

Untouched by words aloof from emotions dipped in water, but not wet blown by air, but not dry cold in heat, hot in cold detached from surroundings formless like smoke roaming from one place to another like a nomad, a

King Kendrick

King Kendrick short poem

The Butterfly has awoken And rightfully emerged from his cocoon What makes it so beautiful is Not the wings or image Of itself But the beauty of its flawlessness Mindset in this breath Taking shattering world It already being so

Change Yourself

Change Yourself short poem

“Are you a gentleman?”the old man asked, “Of course,why not?”the gentleman calmly replied, “Then change yourself and wear a different cloak of ungentlemanliness to survive in this darkness,”the old man advised the man. Being surprised,the gentleman asked him,”What do you

The Dream

The Dream short poem

Amidst the night, in the world so quiet Slumbered mind to take its time; Tired and weary, losing my control Into the world of endless hope; The pain and agony of my endless past Did come back to haunt me

Singing Woods

Singing Woods short poem

Walking out of the body I was drowned, accepted and condoned by depth of sorrow. A wide circle of testosterone giving pardon to a sin becomes sexless. You were overwhelmed by the missed beats. Your prosaic crime of not fathering

In Love With The Gangster!

In Love With The Gangster! prose poem

Drinking frizzy drop of the sentimental smoke Absorbing rhythmic murmur of the dancing peacock Gradually and completely, I felt him in my beats Following that voice among thousands of tweets The shimmering, scarlet, feminine blood Rapidly flowing over the marble

The Abcs Of Food

The Abcs Of Food short poem

A is an apple, shot off of your head B is for beets, they’ll turn your pee red Cantaloupe with ya, I’m too young to marry D is a date, with Tom, Dick or Harry Eggs if they’re large can

Give me Lord!

Give me Lord! short poem

Give me the eyes of the spirit That I may see what can never be seen by Him That I may tell him that I see That I may have a vision of the future. Give me the ears of

The Love We Had

The Love We Had short poem

Just by staring at her smile my world became sheer. For the power she had to embrace me just by residing in this little heart of mine. Our love was abundant for me , to be blissed. It made me

Medusa

Medusa prose poem

Some said she was very proud of her beauty but some say serving Goddess Athena was her duty some said she compared herself with goddesses some said she was a simple priestess according to some she was desired by Zeus

Under Your Nose

Under Your Nose short poem

Dividing bridges in the grimace of time, Earth peeled and uprooted in a perfidious chime, Upholstery of ashes do perplex the sun, Blurry vision does escape the wanton hun, Moon braces for the evening sun, Cradle of concrete that once

God Is A Smoker

God Is A Smoker short poem

Some believe God to be a broker, Who fulfills desires on demand, But I know him to be a smoker, With a lit cigarette in his hand. We are nothing but ash and fire, A byproduct of his bad habit,

Soul Chasm

Soul Chasm elegy

He left this place as he entered it, Curled in a foetal position, Eyes shut, cold and weak Hid neath’ the sheets behind the Doorway to his room His organs lay inanimate, resting under his bones And his eyes mocked

The Unfound

The Unfound ode

Worry not you by water bound Or disturb your sleeping state If words, simple nor profound Mark there your resting place For those who look upon this deep This vast, this treacherous, churning ground Who in the bone your memory

Moon Is On Wane

Moon Is On Wane short poem

The full Moon is on wane Shedding her last attic glory on Earth And every aspects of Earth’s being Scorched too much in blazing Sun, Enjoying the Moonshine bath like budding spinsters Drenching in swelling teenage mirth. The air is

An Elixir For Survival

An Elixir For Survival short poem

Drumming in the head Is a tune orchestrating As if the thoughts embodied Gulped in a quick thirst Blended in and synchronized Now Whirling in and out, spiraling A multifarious reel of amusement! Oh! In an unreal ticking of time

Twisted Angel

Twisted Angel short poem

She is like the vastness of the earth, so confusing, Her beauty is fatal, her heart fierce, her body delicious, Many not withholding, in love Cause it’s a battle worth fighting for, She is the Angel their mom said to

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

A ‘his’ Letter

A his Letter short poem

People get confused. Thinking from where to start… I have none, I don’t want to start. If I start, I’d have to end… End… That is what I don’t want. No Start, No End! I don’t say you are my

I Am Touched

I Am Touched prose poem

Oh yes and I AM TOUCHED by your smile, by your laughter and your charm, spending time with you is like spending time in paradise oh yes ‘cuz baby I AM TOUCHED by the way you touch my face and

A Wish…

A Wish... ode

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,