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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No man can be an island

No man can be an island short poem

Carry me oh lord of good times to a place where wine flows like a river where the damsels are easy where there is sin all around where love can be found at the drop of a hat let me

War

War prose poem

The whiteness in a black-spotted dove flies away from my head, each time war wakes up; A voice falls down from a window staring into emptiness, which is jammed with fragileness and trivialities, and crashes on the cracked street. Rust

Woman And Her Music

Woman And Her Music prose poem

Swing your hips to the sound of music, No, not age or disgrace can stall you! For your youth is not in days, But in the swing and sway of your movement. You move and groove like light ripples, On

Prayer

Prayer short poem

I may be infant, baby, teenager, grown up, adult Do not give me any name I want to be nameless. Do not make me a loving pet to get your work done. I am not aware when you throw a

Emerald Guitar

Emerald Guitar ballad

All I had was my songs and this guitar Until one day you passed by me. You stood there, wind blowing in your hair I couldn’t help but drown in your gaze and stare A dream that seemed back then

Goodbye

Goodbye short poem

What can we do? When the people we love Say goodbye? She helped me In my life, Made me love. When she said Goodbye, Thought that I was dreaming! Always hoped so. She’s gone, Went away Thought that She will

The Alchemist

The Alchemist long poem

hear my manifesto, dear heart in meditation from late morning bleeding larded beads of sweat a recluse’s hideaway a mobile home sealed against weather drum tight baking in the Florida sun cross legged on the cheap rag mat so thoroughly

Words Jumbled

Words Jumbled short poem

Today I’m doing a little writing, At times it’s quite frightening. The ink is black, the paper is moist, I like to scratch out words, that is my choice. A lot of thoughts gather round my head; I fail to

Enough

Enough short poem

A leached amputee living with stumps of flawless dying. Round and round, blindfolded moving in circle, drawn by rhyming bells. Perhaps you need to suffer with the drunken race of snipers. I am in the silent valley of barefoot secrets

Your Love Is Like A Merry-go-round

Your Love Is Like A Merry go round long poem

Well you’re one hopeless romantic Almost a border line lovesick fanatic But I wouldn’t change you not if I could I love your wet and sappy kisses And the way you hold me so tight I think I’m gonna pass

Oh Sweetheart!

Oh Sweetheart! short poem

Oh! sweetheart I heard that you are dating someone Even though you said that I am the only one I heard that you both are spending lots of time together But, for me you had time NEVER Is she your

An Abandoned Bride (escaped Groom)

An Abandoned Bride (escaped Groom) ballad

Left in fuchsia, left awful, never happen, smiled and gazed, waited until twilight, never came, , left solo, left naught, left heartbroken, no place to be found. ran, barefoot and red, eyes blurry with pain. left me, escaped passed strangers,

Life – A Journey Through Skies

Life   A Journey Through Skies short poem

Birth of an Infant is like a glittering star over clear sky The infant mind is as coll and as calm as a night sky The growth of an infant to kid is like sun rising in the sky with

Tears

Tears prose poem

If you look at the tears There is no difference between Tears and water Without water you cannot live And without tears you cannot love As sex releases our sexual tension Likewise tears releases Our emotional tension When we separate

Living With Cancer

Living With Cancer elegy

Alex’s last trip was to California. He wanted to see the Redwood Forest one last time. He loved that he couldn’t see their tops, and when he tried to wrap his arms around their trunks, his arms stretched out wide

Aids/HIV: Will I Live?

AIDS-will you let me live? You will live, if you remain faithful to your spouse, you will live , if you avoid sexually depraved activities, you will live, if you leave morally permissive life, hedonist world, media, and society promote.

Prisoners Of Time

Prisoners Of Time prose poem

We are born when we are born. We look around and see what we see. We then get on with it. We deal with what we have. This was true for those born one thousand years ago. It is true

One Summer Night

One Summer Night prose poem

Can you believe it my dear? The passage of time is enough to draw tears. This June, we will have been married 44 years. Do you remember when and where we were when I proposed to you one summer night?

Words

Words short poem

A fickle thing these words can be Vessels for hopes and expectations The building blocks for dreams How smoothly they slip off a tongue Fall on fertile ground and They will grow roots far and deep They stay with you

Storming Out During Blackberry Season

Storming Out During Blackberry Season long poem

somewhere out on the island after a bitter flight one of those roads where they let the timber stand stuck to the blind undulations in the landscape peaks and troughs more or less permanent just an empty place for wildlife

Cicero – American Philosophical Society Guest Speaker!

Cicero   American Philosophical Society Guest Speaker! ode

I remained transfixed as the booming voice of this roman majestic orator cleft the hallowed halls of this storied Philadelphia sanctuary. His every word rang as true today as when first uttered prior to when the golden age of Rome

The Rainbow Laundromat

The Rainbow Laundromat prose poem

Open twenty four seven proclaims the sign across the front door A warm refuge for the bergies dossing on the linoleum floor Fluorescent tube lights hum and flicker The homeless beg for food and hustle for cheap liquor The air

Ex Nihilo Ad Infinitum

Ex Nihilo Ad Infinitum prose poem

He has half a mind to say nothing The other half won’t keep quiet Muttering to itself half listening Neither seems aware of the other But both handle the wheel with care Concentrating like a hawker hefting Objects to sell,

My Hero

My Hero short poem

The warmth of his comfort did reach me; a soothing calm… ’twas some magic potion, a caressing balm, he seemed to sense my intense turmoil; the nerves that jangled; the mind’s fertile soil.. Those anxious thoughts that tore serenity, that

Silence

Silence short poem

Can I kill he asked the sun had just gone down evening promised cool breeze and a light shower to go along love was in the air and he had a gun in his hand Can I kill he asked

Come Close

Come Close short poem

Look into my eyes when you’re close to me: I want to lose myself in deeper waters than the sea, To drown me in heavens more distant as the farthest star, To feel that finding myself is not something impossible!

Puzzles

Puzzles short poem

hopscotch, retrieve a pebble from the lake, sitting under a tall tree i will wait for leaves to fall on water; i will see through my seeds a relief of roses, overnight in the soccer field tiny mushrooms popped up,

Fate Of Man

Fate Of Man short poem

The roses you bring every morning become an interval between hope and ending. Thinking about it, impulsively I contradict God against humanity. Little murder here and there of nihilism, sweet smell of faith, taking any road to reach the climax,

Thigh

Thigh short poem

there is no single shade forget the actual texture the topographical contours of the bone and muscles it’s the mottling that fascinates where the painter might strain to be photographically precise or the photographer to zoom in to obscure the

Mr. Mischief

Mr. Mischief short poem

There’s a man called Mr. Mischief, He tickles you till you cry out, Or puts pepper in your handkerchief and makes you have a sneezing bout, He hides your pencil under your pillow, He also hid my book, ‘Wind in

My Sister

My Sister long poem

There is a woman I love, I call her my sister We spent only two years, little time together Yet, as the time passed we grew closer On the first day in hostel, a late night conversation Soon turned into

Shell Shock

Shell Shock long poem

The whistle blows to sound the charge and over the top they bustle and barge, covered from head to toe in mud and soon tainted with flesh and blood. Up the ladder with slippery rungs, a scream of rage from

Recorded Message

Recorded Message short poem

Robots on the line, With their tedious whine. Options galore, Just hit buttons one to four. What happened to the good old days, When real people used to say, Hello and how can I help you, And what was that

The Magical Beings – Humans

The Magical Beings   Humans prose poem

We do not know what we are capable of we can reap all the obstacles off we can build a big building remember how an invention made us capable of flying history has it we built the ivory symbol of

Please Give Them A Home

Please Give Them A Home short poem

Today I realised how lucky I am, So many things we don’t understand, I seen the sad cold look in their eyes, The fact we cared was such a surprise. Some in hostels, some plain to see, The streets were

Victim?

Victim? short poem

Somebody please take me, Take me away from here, I don’t want to feel this pain, Nor shed another tear. I’m all alone in a world of dark, There’s no way out for me, Why can’t you open you eyes,

Freedom

Freedom short poem

Freedom, you are the autumn leaf drifting to the call of the season. Freedom, you are the tune forming in a dreamers mind. Freedom, you are the paint on a wet canvas seeking it’s own path to redemption. Freedom you

Wrath

Wrath short poem

I feel this ever looming wrath. It comes from within. Sure to destroy everything in its path. But as this soul would come out. The whisps of smoke will arise. Rotten a cadaver only will be perceived. A thousand clouds

A Wish For You

A Wish For You short poem

A year gone by & just a few days since we met Strong feelings and emotions surfaced With a willingness to connect Unsure if your body or your heart wants more You play the game, you chose to ignore Subtlety