Bowie Poems

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

David Bowie

David Bowie prose poem

The clown is in the rocket ship and he’s crying just for you He’s been smoking something strange now he’s going up to the moon It’s alright because he’ll be back for you…………… real soon I might have; could have;

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The Year Of The Departing Artist

The Year Of The Departing Artist elegy

Among my Father’s gifts that keep giving I see less and less of the living. I find art that will never, be given to us again ever. Blue plaques and statues confirm their passage. Blues and bad news can’t hide

Poems containing references to : Bowie

Heart’s A Dog

Hearts A Dog short poem

This heart’s a dog Beats for everyone who is false Always broken Remains stolen Sometimes sweeter when stolen It might grow holes Blood might start to pour It might not be ever whole Might never get out of the fog

The Beep

The Beep short poem

It beeps and the lights turn on My heart does a flip My mind is filled with Emotions of unseen uncertainty It is the order of the event The terror, the dread that beep brings It can turn my world

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Cruel Harvest

Cruel Harvest short poem

He picks, that’s what he does. Picks his brain for rational thoughts. Rips them apart, twists the bits and joins them back again, misshapen. Holds them up to the light, interrogates them, tortures them and Then drowns them in the

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

Journey To The Past

Journey To The Past short poem

What if I could retrace my steps Back to my painful, dreadful past? I have made it a curse and hell Due to my own sheer folly and Unavoidable vice that placed My life at the footsteps of doom. I

When the Dark Comes

When the Dark Comes short poem

I hear you. I see you. Only in the dark. I speak to you. I feel you. Only in the dark. I hate you. I fear you. When it is dark. It’s lonely. It’s scary. Once it is dark. My

Check It Out

Check It Out short poem

Bitter gourd Tastes bitter — How do you know? Are you so gullible? You believe everything That you are told? Or, Did you check it out For yourself? Tomorrow Somebody might say That bitter gourd is sweet! Then, What Will

Flute Of Love

Flute Of Love short poem

Dearly loved, in your lips; I long to be your flute of love! And wish to be a lotus flower in your beautiful hands! Dreams are unpredictable Horizons become wider; shivering feathers of a Blue peacock looks for the pearl

Impatience

Impatience short poem

This crazy condition that time is going backwards then flying forwards No time for me to live in the present The moment of power, assertion, and revelation I stop to catch my breath always rushing in turmoil The present can

Stillbirth

Stillbirth short poem

Between want and desire few crumbs of words will not satisfy. Facts and perception build a latticed smile between tears. Discreetly life catches a miasm, a fault to commit suicide. When will the exile end, of hope, a holy womb?

Dear Dad

Dear Dad short poem

dear dad I am sorry sorry I’m not good enough for your fearfully high standards knowing I’m afraid of heights dear dad I am sorry you expect so much without knowing I can’t achieve it for you threatening me when

Freedom

Freedom long poem

Freedom, a word you can truly embrace, a lot don’t have freedom and wish they could have a taste. Everyone wants freedom, and want it with a passion, while freedom can come in every shape, form and fashion. Like the

March Towards Victory

March Towards Victory prose poem

Sitting back and gazing at the contingencies, That had their existence owing to a lack of effort, A lack of attitude, a lack of passion, The picture seemed so dark then, so dull, When people had given up all hopes,

Poem Of Sinners And Saints (v3)

Poem Of Sinners And Saints (v3) prose poem

Sinners hurt. While moonlight cracks open like a walnut, spreads soft light across open sky, they dart to alleyways, bury themselves behind their own trails shaking fists at the sky; hiding their nasty nonsense in shame, city buildings rattle their

Winds

Winds short poem

Trapped in your body a city starts screaming. The master has broken off a huge iceberg. An Antarctica is burning like hermitage from the spark of a red robe. Lips are riddled with lies. No face is left to smile.

Remains

Remains short poem

The dying embers of our love burn a bright orange. In the distance, rain clouds announce their arrival. By morning, everything will be washed out. Maybe I’ll return to collect the ashes…

Life’s Sweet Moments

Lifes Sweet Moments short poem

What can sound better than birds? Chirping on a bright sunny morning. And clouds dancing without a care, In the hazy sky above. What can look better than flowers? Blooming in all their glory and fragrance. And bees hovering above

Look Deep

Look Deep short poem

Look deep my friend and soon you will discover a special assignment for only you The siren song of the bong is strong fuming sacraments to exclusive green parties Tie yourself to the mast deny the hot blast It’s clear-monkeys

Rain, rain, Rain!

Rain, rain, Rain! short poem

Rain, rain, rain! Please don’t come again and again. I know you are beautiful And for all the creatures you are wonderful. You are important for farmers’ needs’ You are favorable to grow their seeds. with your each and every

Your Friendship

Your Friendship short poem

True friends stand by your side and don’t ever leave you, They will fill your life with love make sure you’re never left blue. Friends mold your life and make it so much better than it already is, They flood

The Only Reality!

The Only Reality! short poem

In the lives that we must lead the legacies and memories to bequeath the deeds to emulate and the songs to hum Death, you are a great leveller in your all inclusive embrace the teacher that you are, teach us

Secretly Loving You

Secretly Loving You short poem

I was alone, I was empty, My life was dull and lonely. Then you came unexpectedly, I could feel my heartbeats faster, then slowly. You’re one of a kind, When I see you, I’m out of my mind. I know

Reading Elizabeth Bishop’s Poem : Sestina

Reading Elizabeth Bishops Poem : Sestina short poem

December rain falls in her forest-rich, forest-deep garden, a different kind of house where time has slipped away. New year does not seem to arrive. Or is it a new moon every dusk? Half-resolute, I step into her poetic house,

Good-bye Alabama

Good bye Alabama short poem

Kick stand up at eight, two lane west to set me free Throttle through the gears, now it’s just Ester and me Relax down into the machine, the breeze blowing across my face Worry and troubles disappear, my mind is

Colourful Days

Colourful Days short poem

A colourful umbrella reminds you to tell her you’re leaving today on the train You can’t help the weather in puddles against leather as the rain flows quite gently along down the road to the drain I had sunshine so

Awaken

Awaken short poem

Coexisting with division is not existing at all Multi colored multitudes must stand tall Your little one’s future depends on you Your eyes can no longer refute what is true Justice for all or justice for none Actions are a

Standing Tall

Standing Tall short poem

‘Tis easy to feel rejection and self-pity through plight Blaming outside circumstance toward reason When the best answer is, to stand tall and fight Good times and bad come to all like the seasons It is quoted: “The Lord helps

Circle Of Love

Circle Of Love short poem

Love beautiful, powerful loving, caring, encouraging lovers, wishers, whisperers, supporters shouting, fighting, weeping painful, hateful hate Hate remonstrant, remorseful crying, reminding, seeking songs, poems, photos, friends feeling, finding, smiling extraneous, lovely love

Don’t Be Afraid Of Daddy

Dont Be Afraid Of Daddy short poem

Midnight, A cold night in November. Mama braiding my hair with her hands so tender. Hearing moans of fright in the air, she said, That’s just your daddy and he’s having nightmares again. Mama why you puttin’ up all them

Girls Are Not For Sale

Girls Are Not For Sale prose poem

It’s a tale of the daughter of India! A tale of a young girl so pale Being brutally raped and killed by a ferocious male. She began her day with a fine sunshine, And ended her day with an inhuman

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

Wonderful

Wonderful long poem

Chanrashekhar working in an Advocate’s chamber One room insufficient, two are in possession there He jumps from one room to another for nothing Starts talk to clients in one wing, completes in other wing There where the very client is

Love Falls

Love Falls long poem

Her beauty was captivating sweet of heart, flustered within shades of hazel searching still luster. She seemed adrift the tides vacant stare of sadness walking lovelorn shadows on mystic nights. She was perfect the other half of me, pertinent as

Pursue

Pursue prose poem

Our society, I believe, has its own twisted definition of Darwin’s “Survival of the fittest”, For it clearly reminds us time and again, about how it wants to be impressed – “He owns a two-storey apartment, he drives to office

Down The Memory Lane

Down The Memory Lane short poem

Down the memory lane, Walking on the green pathway, Running hand in hand, Along the blue line, Listening to the singing birds, Watching the waves, Tapping in harmony with the melody, Feeling the gentle touch of the breeze, Causing the

Your Day

Your Day short poem

Spiraling breeze , Tangere sky Sunder clouds , White light spy Dark cease , Silence erase Dew tatter , Essence raise Chill tickled , Buds bloom Celestial lit , Vanishing gloom Birds warble , Leaves rustle Butterfly vie , Wishing

The Three Kinds Of Lives

The Three Kinds Of Lives short poem

Life is a locked book the first and last pages are filled with ultimate events birth and death but how the other pages are drilled? The one who is born with an ideal aim, tries to fulfill it even if

The Way…

The Way… short poem

Being a forest ranger I sense a way to be Observing is my hobby Your hobby: let it be Observing nature bring You all to understand Why would the ancients cling? To worship mother land Wisdom of ancient trees Is