Begot Poems

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

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

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Life Spaceless

Life Spaceless short poem

In his short spaceless life Discordant happiness plays foul, A missed chance heavy price demands. He sought another that never was for him As he feared his utter laziness And never spelt her adored name Before eastern Sun broke forth…..

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Thoroughbred

Thoroughbred short poem

Far before the time we’re in, a tribe had lost their Khoisan king, who led his tribe, and led him well, compassionate king with love for all, for he made sure they’re nicely fed. For this king was a thoroughbred,

Depressions Cage

Depressions Cage long poem

There is a large piece of me missing, replaced by some angry thing I do not recognize. There is a hole, it’s deep and wide and the sadness I feel has nowhere to hide, I wish for joy and peace

We Know

We Know short poem

The old tree, tall against the sky – It’s still there, black, gnarled and lonely. The small laughing children I knew – Are somewhere, older, changed. You and me. facing tomorrow and memory. Where are we? As old April, an

Spring’s child

Spring’s child short poem

A child who was more of the trees, Than of any man I knew, Whose laughter tinkled in the breeze, And mingled in the dew. Oft In the speckled summer shade, Pleasant dark and divine, In the beauteous forest glade,

Your Voice

Your Voice short poem

It was so sweet, so alluring, Mysteriously attractive, seducing. I was mesmerized, so hypnotizing. Your voice truly a heart captivating. The way you sing my favorite song, you are worth listening. The way you gently close your eyes and utter

From Front

From Front short poem

It burrows deeper in the covert recess of pain, shunning violence of light: the epicenter of Armageddon, giving collective death to providence in a proxy war. The collasal gossip rests on the river of ashes, deflects the incredible starved children

Delhi

Delhi long poem

Delhi the mighty city, I love to hate, has withstood time and is steeped in history. With its harsh climate and its harsh reality it doesn’t give excuses, doesn’t sugar coat its being. With pride it says i have it

My New Home

My New Home long poem

I feel all alone In a dark place with no sign of life Sign of life being happiness and love The dark place is in my head Cause I have created this place for myself to escape the reality The

Cats

Cats short poem

There’s a problem in my neighborhood cats coming by pounding on my door usually in the middle of the night “give us some milk! give us some cat chow!” I call the police but the cats are gone when the

The Homecoming

The Homecoming short poem

I heard about a lost island once. The sea-god had taken it back. Yes, I’ve heard that story too. They are taking us to the east This time, by sea and by land, To the land of many a wonders!

About A Place I Will Never See Again

About A Place I Will Never See Again ode

my dad is moving halfway across the country at 90 almost and this place where he’s been living I will never see it again I haven’t known it long and it is not beautiful or magnificent not special at all

My Opinion

My Opinion short poem

Opinions like onions The word on the street Expressions of impressions Sometimes don’t come so cheap Openly flaunted Or tongue in cheek A message in disguise Mailed, blogged or in a tweet A picture posted With no form of retreat

Taking A Chance

Taking A Chance short poem

You have to roll a six, With four dices on the board. The odds are not in your favor, Playing a big game of chance. Critics are saying it’s impossible, But you still play in the tournament. Self-discipline increases the

Oysterbay

Oysterbay short poem

Taking me to OYSTERBAY, You entertain me every Saturday. There I saw the enchanting scenes, Grey sands with dying sunbeams. Tall poles of blue tube- lights, Beyond the vast ocean, Mirrors of water revealing their reflections. As if a glittering

Brick

Brick short poem

To build a wall Of a broken heart By an empathy hope To make a home In a world To live in together With freedom of rooms If it is needed Giving a space For unity in diversity When humanity

Somewhere

Somewhere short poem

You are somewhere And that is enough Enough is all I have Great empty arms Of distance Cavernous miles Resound and echo Filling the void With love’s longing I ache to close the gap Dissolve the miles Obliterate time And

Labyrinth

Labyrinth prose poem

In the embrace of our pink tongues Lie our unspoken words, Feel the warmth of our breath, Taste the thick saliva of our love, Oozing out from the buds. The pollen grains of our thick eye lashes meet And dreams

Glory To The King

Glory To The King short poem

Worship and glorify Jesus With Praises and songs Praises to raise our voices To worship and sing songs To honor the Lord Awesome and glorious Beautiful and always the King Of our Salvation who watches Protecting the ones who look

... long poem

I am not who I used to be My mind and body, two different seas That conflict throughout the time Someone else’s, or is it mine? I cannot hope to understand For I am not from that exact land. I

Letting Go

Letting Go short poem

You are stupid they say For feeling this way But they don’t know the pain The tears which flow like rain Every night I try and smile For I feel some joy for awhile Just glad for making it through

Let me live

Let me live short poem

Let me live for I have a life let me get a life for I have discovered what zest for living is let me climb the mountains let me swim the oceans let me walk across deserts for all can

Prospero’s Storm

Prosperos Storm prose poem

And so ’tis done – drench is gone Salted spray no longer flies the wild air That grim Tempest, that did wax and surge deep, now makes only whispered remembrance of its fury and troubles not the delicate house of

He Walks In Fire

He Walks In Fire short poem

He walks in fire, Fire breathing all hidden passions In intense fashion, Moves him like a particle riding on mad waves. Boiling blood being too humid Pouring words of moist wants. Exasperated heart tempering with scenting dewdrops That cool uncalled

On Mr. John Milton’s Comus

On Mr. John Milton’s Comus short poem

For Lord’s exultant installation thou Singest for the performance at Ludlow, Of greatest Virtue that high Heav’n bestows On mansions virgin demoiselles doth house, That no temptation could utterly soil, No evil spirit ever durst to foil, Nor Circe’s son

Angel’s tears on my pillow

Angels tears on my pillow short poem

The world’s a bit colder, The nights are silent The storms that are brewing They seem just like me, Violent. I killed another soul, It bled to death at my feet. I didn’t do much but, my sword, I did

Cursed

Cursed short poem

A man cursed, can never bring happiness, a man condemned can never bring justice, whatever he touches, will turn to dust, whatever he makes will rot. whatever he desires, will never be his, whatever he loves, will get condemned too…

Catalytic Apparition

Catalytic Apparition short poem

There was a man stepping off the curb forward progress drawing him into line the city bus intent on cheating the amber light I saw oblivion coming, certain then in the next moment revolved around a crash stop, no squeal

Long Road To Recovery

Long Road To Recovery short poem

Time over time the shattered heart mended, awakening a possibility unknown Truth does not manipulate a shallow hope is shown… Time grew into a vine of sourness, prejudice coaxed the rot, prayers for retaining innocence… went hush ….like the silenced

Muse And Sorrow

Muse And Sorrow short poem

An uneasy blood cascades in the slender arteries when you, that I wanted to touch disappear into twilight of memory. Always a sense of bereavement. why do I care for you? Time drops like an old coin in the hands

Vibrations

Vibrations short poem

The battlelines were drawn. While drinking the sun I set myself ablaze A hooded dilemma of his kindness starts boiling in chaotic dissonance. A backlash stops a self-search. Who am I and why do I belong in the spinning of

Single Design

Single Design short poem

Bearded face still looks from the severed head, in timeless gaze after the spitting blast. A nimbus cloud is lobbed on the tormentor to stop burning; the silver urn contains the daisy sick to wean away the enemy of tender

Watching The Rollers

Watching The Rollers sonnet poems

I can’t recall the people on the train from Delhi to Jammu. I don’t retain their style of dress, their speech or anything. All I can see is the bob of the telephone lines where roller birds regard the country

Where My Heart Lies!

Where My Heart Lies! short poem

To the south lies my heart Torn and ripped, never to be whole My mind and body crippled with pain, of the memories of closeness of being one And yet to stay away brings darkness So I embrace the pain

Layers Of Life

Layers Of Life elegy

The walks of life has layers of past Some of my own and some unknown Few conquered truths amassed Many a battles lost and thrown. Scars of wreckage and circle of life Oh, those angel with heavy wings, still flies

Dusk

Dusk short poem

Oh and as the sun begins to set I come alive The moon comes curling around the mountains Like a blue lamp in a dusty pink sky… I step into the velvet of the night that I love In my

Cold Season

Cold Season long poem

That vibration has come again if I were a car a driver might say there’s an issue with the spark or with the compression because judging from the size of my tank there’s plenty of fuel I’m suffering from disjointed

Pools Of Love

Pools Of Love short poem

Gaze into a persons eyes, far beyond the mask and wonder at the questions that you’re too afraid to ask. Gloriously gazing into depths of deep emotion, currents running deep within a cool and placid ocean. Dive into the loving

The Discovery Love Poem!

The Discovery Love Poem! long poem

I have made mistakes in my history It is nothing personal I am a black woman. However, I remember to do the right thing When those mistakes reflect back to me. I remember my pains more When I try to