Autmn Poems

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

Autumn

Autumn short poem

The red, orange, yellow and gold Flamboyant falling leaves Stirs the autumn in my heart Compelling me to believe To love life’s every color with same vigor Why winter seems so long Fall so short Couldn’t it be longer My

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Happily Ever After

Happily Ever After short poem

A few rough years we have left behind, Of fears, frustration, fights, just blind. Patience is what I needed to teach myself, A very difficult challenge in spite of myself. But as patience started to shine on through, My husband

Dad Loves Me

Dad Loves Me short poem

Dad loves me Because He made me Dad makes me trust him Because he made my team Dad makes me strong Because he made me not want Dad makes me smile Because he took care of my file Dad makes

Stopping my Heart

Stopping my Heart long poem

And it’s far to say that I’m okay Yet it’s bad to say I am not okay In the end I am floating in the middle again The smile gets my blood rushing through my vein And the pain reaches

Hello Daniel

Hello Daniel prose poem

I have driven on snowy and icy roads in Wisconsin and Illinois. In the summer’s heat of the Sacramento Region, I have driven in cars, vans, and bobtails without air conditioning. I have driven the curving two lane road of

Thought 4

Thought 4 long poem

Winter fogs are delving over city Like birds of prey with breathless cold Each drop moistens your lips Passing shivering kisses like beloved. The last afternoon sun that brought comforting warm Meekly knocking at the door of grey sky, Her

Ah, It’s A Mom’s Way

Ah, Its A Moms Way short poem

Unrequited love is heartache Was what an eight year old had Taken home and told his mom While quizzed about the movie He had gone along with his elder cousins Being the best friend she was and Always been, clasped

Away From The Home

Away From The Home short poem

Non-thinking was a tremendous effort, I scratched the years one by one. Between you and me was a river, it has gone now. Are you beyond the imagination? My eyelids bleed, and there is a painful punctuation. Give me fireflies,

Let Peace Prevail

Let Peace Prevail short poem

Let peace prevail and human love not fail, to make this earth a heaven by killing every demon, that we may have inside us and let love drive us to a place full of serenity truthfulness and honesty.

I See You

I See You short poem

I see you on the dancefloor, a beam of light in the darkness. I see you with my eyes closed, when we share our first kiss. I see you with your clothes off, and I am struck with awe. I

Tribute To A P J Abdul Kalam

Tribute To A P J Abdul Kalam short poem

You are not history, You are the victory. You were even not selected in air force, But you commanded all armed forces. You had a vision, You completed impossible mission. You are not only a guide, You are india’s pride.

You Are the Reason

You Are the Reason short poem

You are my smile. You are my laugh. You are my tears. You’re the best I’ve ever had. You are my fashion. You are my scars. You are my drug. You are my heart. You are my devil. You are

Lost

Lost ballad

Where is my feeling of anticipation Where is my gentle voice of persuasion Where is my rock and my foundation Where is the ease of my frustration Where are your thoughts and your reflection Where is your support and your

When Will I Grow Up

When Will I Grow Up short poem

Sitting in my room at night, having a drink and a cigarette Wondering about my life so far, haven’t I grown up yet? If I still like to do, all the things that I did When I was younger and

Things Unsaid

Things Unsaid short poem

Words bubbling up, spouting and rushing Lips pursed to hold back the deluge gushing Desperately trying to stem the cascade Threatening to spew and sputter and invade Squirming and squinting with the effort Trying in vain to silence the springing

Unmatched Batch

Unmatched Batch ballad

We were unmatched batch She was a night owl and I was the morning bird. In the darkness I saw the gaze of the moon in her ogling eyes I heard the rumbling of thunder in her hoot Ruffling my

The Whitworths

The Whitworths prose poem

It was both a complicated and a simpler place and time A very noisy and sometimes uncivil place, but very little crime A place though legally dry, yet filled with moonshine and wine Where peace and freedom were purchased by

I Dwell On Books

I Dwell On Books short poem

My first book was a store of love words were made of sound and touch characters smiled and sung lullabies I learnt to talk and run for the sun. There was a flood of colors, letters, sentence rules and social

What Is Life?

What Is Life? short poem

A ride we are taking, A game we are playing. The game is called life, Where fluctuations always arrive. It is an endless journey, Which never stops for anyone. Every life face an opportunity to learn something new, A quitter

Magical Butterfly Touch

Magical Butterfly Touch short poem

A waft of misty enchantment, Created a magic in the air, A butterfly unfolded its wings, Kissed a beautiful flower, She gracefully opened her petals, Giving in to its gentle embrace, Surrendering itself in abandoned joy, Gifting its nectar of

Nights Like These

Nights Like These long poem

Well and I seem to get this way from time to time Lost in a memory of someone who used to be mine I was a fool to get this way, will this heartache ever Go away… NIGHTS LIKE THESE

I See

I See short poem

I see some content to live their life unwell, I guess some have known no other way, We all have our stories, some we cannot tell, It doesn’t mean we don’t have much to say. I see some so passive,

Princess

Princess short poem

Sometimes I feel like a princess Even when My hair’s a mess The morning dew has dried Before I stumble from slumber Haphazard teeth brushing Scrappy tee shirt, bikini tied Splash Water on face Awake! Princess comes alive Where the

Experience

Experience long poem

“Dedicated to my niece Noura” It was a Monday September ten 2007 When Noura gave me this feeling of being in heaven Her mother phoned me saying: “Charlotte is babysitting Noura but Noura is crying!” A taxi took me to

Tears To Cry

Tears To Cry sonnet poems

When shoulders are in dearth whereby to cry, And frozen tears would stab with loneliness, A smile I dare that unto heaven try, For wish, my prayer speaks with holiness; The dirge that grieving lips would sadly sing, On hollow

My Angelic Love

My  Angelic Love sonnet poems

Could there be other angels half as fair? As sweet love of mine of the fairest heart? Here’s to tell everyone and all, beware, My love is pure, has changed not any part; Her aspect of such comely pulchritude, A

Pitched Upon Threshold Of Prepubescent Suicide

Pitched Upon Threshold Of Prepubescent Suicide elegy

Emotional sequestration perseverates across thine time warped weft wise wold, sans interpersonal stagnation flourishes as oft twice told tale amidst derelict hollowed moldering sacrificed stranglehold did potential now bankrupt acquaintanceships/ friendships get out sold agonizingly excruciatingly jujitsu physically writhing front

Footsteps in the Sand

Footsteps in the Sand short poem

This world, isn’t what we thought, But we’ve gone on to see, and fought…! Everything, that came to us, We embraced with love, and made a part of us…!! But, times change, And things don’t go as planned…! All that

Issueless

Issueless short poem

It was for a bridge: water issue, without a river. We were fighting for the tongues on a wordless journey. The unlucky sex was on fire after the explosion. Hands off the mouth. Life was eating death. The bells will

The Infamous End

The Infamous End short poem

The fresh start I had has become another living nightmare and everywhere I look life has gone mad. Waking up every morning makes me terrified always making the run for more sleep won´t stop, won´t end my cry. Where have

Love In Trance

Love In Trance short poem

All those who are fully absorbed In their Creator to be in trance Being ward they remain in guard In love ecstasy never miss a chance They are in fire and play with fire Still fire loves them for the

Absolute Love

Absolute Love short poem

And he has waited for her since eternity, eternity still awaits him. He has spanned infinity, infinity separates him from her. His love is true, eternal-infinite, beautiful. She is Absolute: true, eternal-infinite, beautiful. In a moment and a movement, she

The Clench

The Clench short poem

When the moon burst again into its grey white light the bird from that little tree escaped. Its wings flew into the arms of another. The other, like a large broad arm with its green expanse waited for that bird

It’s Okay Lord

Its Okay Lord short poem

Through the money we witness barriers of dreams & hope Within the lust we see enjoyment & pleasure Connected to greed we ignore the lies & buried the truth With one’s back turned we see vulnerably Through their pain we

My Happiness Is My Confidant

My Happiness Is My Confidant short poem

I found this “Happiness” A bit, a while ago My mornings became brighter And nights more poetic Though my past days were happy There was something missing I dig deeper to know me But in vain it went for years

More

More short poem

Lying under the blanket of stars, I see so much more. I see myself riding the horse past the full moon On a clear starlit night. I see the possibilities of tomorrow, Shining bright. I see myself running alive among

Cocktail

Cocktail short poem

Beings of erotica were at the gates of heaven. Shell-shocked, the city was becoming political but people were absconding. It was global warming for obscenity. The remoteness was collapsing and moons had come in my arms. Smoking the serrated leaves

Insomnia

Insomnia short poem

Insomnia used to drive me mad, Every night I would toss and turn, These days I think it’s really not bad, For that’s when I get my work done. My mind seems to come alive at night, My imagination sparks

For Soldier

For Soldier prose poem

To our brave men and women in uniform. Well and tonight the candle burns bright for soldier. You are in my prayers and your angels follow you everywhere! I salute you and the red, white and blue. You are my

The Survivor

The Survivor short poem

Old hawk swoops down on a tree, waits for a drama to enact soon. First sun makes a wake-up call, small insects flock in green field, they dance and sing and have breakfasts. Tiger-bug is hungry too. He arrives, gets