Bleaney Poems

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

Larks

Larks short poem

Obsequious, and gorged on words, he straightens faded dust jackets: Barthes, de Beauvoir, Brautigan. Thin skeins of nicotine dissipate over ancient oak, whispers echo amongst carved shelves. Thoughts weave their tangled web through the melancholic mess of his marching mind.

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Friends

Friends short poem

friends are someone.. who meet each other- to share joy and sorrow and celebrate happy moments together. here my friends-never I had the chance to see them face to face. we share a world made with the trust of god’s

Pain And Tears

Pain And Tears prose poem

Work on me,walk with me and find things I lost long ago Always in my heart,for you I will rinse my tears Toil on you,stand with you and find things you lost long ago Forever in your heart,for me you

Tale Of A Christmas Eve

Tale Of A Christmas Eve long poem

She sat by the fireplace waiting, For her husband’s returning. It was Christmas Eve, He would get an early leave. She had laid the table, Switched on the light cable. The fire was warm, There was a quiet charm. The

The Heart

The Heart long poem

The heart a magnificent work of art, amazing in its design, if you follow it you will shine, cause it’s for much more than pumping blood it carries very real feeling of sympathy and love. It also has compassion in

Oh Zephyr

Oh Zephyr short poem

Oh Zephyr As a merciful favour To an awaiting soul Drift this luscious savour To half of my whole Sundered by distance Yet blended through hearts Longing this fragrance He is, on other end of world Together, we rooted These

The Self

The Self long poem

Meditating quietly, On the self within, In the serene calm of mind Devoid of motion or sound Every day, Like a vibration, With a speed of thought, I travel manifold universes & Beyond, Amusing my-self In various lokas¹, Ever shining,

The Blind Man And The Sea

The Blind Man And The Sea short poem

The blind man stands on the bulkhead feels the tide through the timbers a vibration in his balls and the balls of his feet drunk on the scent of creosote the rampant fertility of the ocean he’s been told the

The Acceptance

The Acceptance short poem

We all have our personal demons; she mumbled, as he hugged her and looked over her shoulder, at the abysmal state of their lives. When will I see yours he asked, anxiously. Just then she let loose the screaming choirs

Broken Heart

Broken Heart ballad

I’ll give you my heart, my soul, my thoughts, my words, my love, I’ll give you me, I’ll give you all this so you will know I love you more then life can ever be. But if I do, then

Empty Eyes

Empty Eyes short poem

There is something familiar about the pain Always around always te same. Dull inside ,empty eyes Tired of the worlds lies. Looking at pain uttering a grin Am I lost in my sin? Will this go away? Keeps on coming

The Leopard’s Scream

The Leopard’s Scream long poem

Well I awoke this morning to the sound Of rain just a pouring down and the echo Of THE LEOPARD’S SCREAM and I hung My head in dread knowing today would be The end of many innocent lives, a bloodbath

That Puppy

That Puppy short poem

That puppy, puppy on the floor. seems little sleepy but devoid of any door. That puppy ears, little sad puppy eyes, little puppy with no fears, That puppy with lots of tries. That puppy, staring somewhere seeking someone in the

Mint Sauce

Mint Sauce short poem

Curly reveled in gamboling meadows where all was bleating purity and colour rare with buttercups. With snapping at her heels she led a skittish huddle In senseless panic, Into a world of roasts and hedgerow sauces. A blade, sharp to

Anchorage

Anchorage short poem

I do not want to take you, either the road ahead, or lovely gyrations on low stage of voicelessness. The swoop of eagle on a little bundle, of chromatic fever: was it unbirdy? The tree of death grows taller than

Pompeii

Pompeii short poem

Amid ashes pumice lay Life in cinders Pompeii in disarray Vesuvius plumed angry swell Archeologists unearth deathly knell Volcanic vomit ample spume from sunlight golden to darkened gloom Roman bathing in waters pure Nimbus of fires blazing coiffure In 79

High Hopes

High Hopes prose poem

Well I have HIGH HOPES in my heart today Lady luck is on my side in a big, big way I just know in my heart and soul certain Kind of magic is doing a circle dance around me Giving

Don’t Give Up

Dont Give Up long poem

Some might say I’m stubborn, I’m not sure if that’s true You have your opinion but I have got mine too, You’re not living in my head, you don’t hear it say, The voice that says “Don’t dare give up

Poet’s Dilemma

Poets Dilemma long poem

In the comfort of my room I sit and scribble all the sundry and sometimes seriously on varieties of topic I build my own world of poetry and assume I am the master of philosophy of life and have solution

The World Unseen

The World Unseen short poem

Well there are many, many portals and gateways from this world of the living to the WORLD UNSEEN where demons and ghosts walk among us not only in the night but in the daytime too… Could be they’ve attached themselves

Numbed to silence

Numbed to silence short poem

Wrapping arms around myself, I sit down mutely, Numbed by a pain, Spreading through me. A gnawing pain radiates, With a sting of words, Hurled thoughtlessly, Locking me in a maze. Words that cut through, Causing a throbbing pain so

Poetry

Poetry long poem

Sometimes I feel Isolated. I hate it F is all I see when my papers are graded. I sit in the back of the bus and class faded. I have this mind that is painted on a canvas. There’s still

Aunts and Moms and Cats and more….

Aunts and Moms and Cats and more.... short poem

Pigs that grunt With runts who run Horses that neigh Eating curd and whey! Elephants that trumpet Gobbling croissants and crumpets Sparrows that tweet Offering a melodious treat! Monkeys that chatter With plantains on a platter Parrots that screech While

Yorkshire Heaven

Yorkshire Heaven ballad

Yorkshire is a land of valleys a land of marriage of cliff and sea, Yorkshire is a land of the future a land of yesterday, a land of the free. A chimney, a watermill churning the mix should you prove

The Visibility Of The Invisibility

The Visibility Of The Invisibility short poem long poem

Don’t torment yourself with questions whether, why, when, where… And the reply sweet-tempered will come to you by itself. Any sense in the efforts will evaporate, spirits like. You know who the wise are: those who in peace abide. And

Sand

Sand short poem

I ate some sand yesterday It did not taste horrible As I have been told And I did not regret walking In the storm It was like biting you On your tattoo The wind and you Resist with a feverish

Withdrawal

Withdrawal prose poem

Our conversations are like kisses to me. Your mouth opens and closes in tandem with mine as we share emotions and intimacies, translating incomprehensible feelings from the hearts of our hearts. I feel you more in your absence than I

Sapphire

Sapphire short poem

That blurred evening light Coming from my windows Instilling unusual sensations, Making places for solace and sorrow. That blurred evening light, Filling my room with colours unseen. Gifting moments of bliss, Laying down unspoken pains. That glorious evening light- Occupying

Lines Written In Solitude

Lines Written In Solitude short poem

Sweet aching sounds come From an unknown land, Breaking the organised chords of life; They enter into pure soul. This sound that was once the melody, The motion which afforded the paused breath A dancing life like a mermaid And

Ethereal Awareness

Ethereal Awareness short poem

In this timeless ethereality where silences build converted assonances and gravitational elapses, I breath your unspoken space within my pollinated reflections… Petalled essences of your insights swing the Eternity on the edge of my second… Echoed Time graciously bleeds rainbows

Changes

Changes short poem

The All Destroyer, Leaving nothing untouched The smile of innocence curved to that of forgetfulness. Words soothing, once pecking the fruit of togetherness. A glance of kindness, now forgotten in deliberate ignorance. Feigning to flow, yet stuck in the middle

Who Are We

Who Are We short poem

Who am I? A pure soul who’s supposed to witness slaughtering of dreams and souls but never reveal for the sake of graffiti Who am I? A beauty to be shown off and endure every pain without a single drop

Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel short poem

Like a fallen angel am I Unloved and unwanted Distressed and disturbed of heart Unable to die and too pained to live. I exist like the walking dead In the realm of the living Waiting for that elusive grace For

Why

Why short poem

The pages of life have been filled To the brim Only few breaths are left Clinging to those few with hope yet alive Only memories of those moments Which have passed are left Why there is a feeling of suffocation

Craving For You

Craving For You short poem

Fear surrounds me Panic hits me I want you now I need only thou. I look around At the darkness bound I think of calling With the fear of failing. Courage i gather Trying to feel like a feather The

A Broom’s Prayer

A Brooms Prayer prose poem

Often have I swept the floor, the veranda, the yard and all the passages of the house. I do not know whether as dedication or devotion the rough hand of the housewife has, by my daily use, swept our household

Ring Of Love

Ring Of Love ballad

If diamonds grew on a tree I will climb the highest mountain To get you a solitaire If you know my darling How much that little spark means to me The moment we planning for Your bare finger waiting to

Keep My Eyes Open Or Keep My Eyes Closed

Keep My Eyes Open Or Keep My Eyes Closed long poem

I stopped for a moment and simply closed my eyes, I heard the sound of laughter, no sound of any cries, I felt a bit unsure at this unfamiliar noise, To keep my eyes closed or open was my choice.

A Rare Bird

A Rare Bird short poem

A rare bird is he with feathers illuminous red and green; a bird that only few will ever see and perhaps ’twas meant to have been. This bird flies free over mountains and through the mind of a dream; escaping

I May Relax, You’re On The Way

I May Relax, Youre On The Way short poem

Every time I have seen you, you’ve been such a mystery, so bright that I would like to figure out the colors that form it. Indeed I am fragile to be shaken by your brightness. You make me tipsy, but