Campaign Poems

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

It’s Campaign, Vote Wisely

It’s Campaign, Vote Wisely long poem

They lie about my looks, That I have horns, an ugly face, scary, That my haven is ever burning screams, burnt flesh, Yuck! I’m beautiful, handsome, all you will ever want, If its wealth, who can outweigh me? Luxurious houses,

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Freedom Fest Winners – Congratulations!!!

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“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind”, so said Virginia Woolf and you have truly embodied her thoughts in actions by

A Friend

A Friend short poem

A friend Only someone who is honest, direct and correct with us is our true friend And not someone who just speaks words of love in order to get something in return at the end A friend will warn you

Napoleon’s Europe

Napoleons Europe short poem

Europe my realm and my prized possession, I instill in thee our novel ideals, for your feudal laws our conquest repeals. Our boisterous wind of emancipation liberates Spain from draconian inquisition. Of the proud Brit’s stupendous earning power, an Egyptian

Model Girl

Model Girl short poem

Beneath the lipstick, make-up and behind the smile, She is just a model who poses before you; for a while; Between the lines; below the sentences; She domains, Dressed up in white, with an angelic look; she remains. Human or

At Least Eighty Dead.

At Least Eighty Dead. elegy

“At least eighty dead,” is all you’ve said…. As that charred colossus, Grenfell, towers overhead. The hopes and fears of those you loved, Dead. Those missing, without mention, who died, without dying, who cried, without crying. The faceless, euphemised headlines

Prognosis

Prognosis short poem

Did you foresee it? It was coming. The freaked guilt of failed attempt to get yourself kissed by a flame in the androgynous temptation of dark. One legitimate delay in dying of moon’s tears? The weather had fizzled out during

The Salt Tree

The Salt Tree prose poem

In the road to the South, which hasn’t ended yet, from the yet not finished North, at the ball’s surface which had lost its center and produced sacred shrines fighting each other all along the road, there, that white tree

Capitalism And The Rest Of Mankind

Capitalism And The Rest Of Mankind long poem

What they told us about Capitalism: We were told capitalism creates wealth, we were told capitalism brings the best in man, and with it, individual’s potentials are certainly attainable; we were told individual dreams and aspirations easily come to fruition

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A Yearning

A Yearning short poem

If hate was becoming an absolute truth and love was transcending lies where do we go now? This daily life, I was seeing the pain of troubled identity, turning into punishment of unbecoming. The hired untruths are killing the tender

Can A Hurt Soul Fall In Love?

Can A Hurt Soul Fall In Love? short poem

I am yearning to keep you so close Destiny and Fate pull you far away I look at you from afar My soul forgets every pain This is so mystical I never thought it would ever happen My soul was

Spring Time Revelries

Spring  Time Revelries prose poem

Hail to you o gracious guest The most awaited and cherished Alighting majestically onto the earth With splendid ceremony of a real king Whose eventful advent does signal A fast retreat of the winter chill That has been rather unkind

Watching A Galaxy

Watching A Galaxy short poem

I collect the unknown fears, better than the known. Winds start a virgin dance of reeds. There was a music for a monk I prepare myself to run into the storm. You are not, what you pretend to be and

Chapter Of Love

Chapter Of Love short poem

I wrote a love story… a boy met a girl they fell in love, they romanced through the next few chapters under the moonlit night sky, in the back seat of the Fiat, by the five gardens of love, on

Can We Trust What We See?

Can We Trust What We See? prose poem

One day we open our eyes and there it is. The world opens up to us, all that we can see. We move within our view, learning as we go. But can we trust what we see? Is it real?

How Could Things Have Turned Out Different?

How Could Things Have Turned Out Different? prose poem

How far back do you wish to go? Could the universe have failed to Big Bang? Could the galaxies have all failed to form? Could the sun have failed to be born? Could the moon have been to small? Or,

Chicku-my Baby

Chicku my Baby short poem

While going away from you These thoughts came impromptu I love you my lovely Chicku Your purity and purity of Holy fire are akin You are the most cute and innocent face I have ever seen I can listen to

Never Forever

Never Forever short poem

There’s a person in my life, who m I love the most; She also loves me, she belongs to the Coast. . We both love each other; But we can’t be one forever. . I shared with her each &

Beauty And The Beast

Beauty And The Beast short poem

I’ll teach you how to read How soft the pages feel underneath your rough fingertips I’ll teach you how to play the violin, How music reveals what’s been hidden for years I’ll teach you how to braid your hair To

Flames

Flames short poem

You went blank on the line between sand and water, between seizure and assault. The tribes have unwrapped their torches, they are coming in numbers. Who was going on trial? Fierce fidelity is demanding vendetta. The drummer announces the fight.

Babylon Rott

Babylon Rott short poem

To hear the pattering of tiny feet , then the sound of gunfire in the street, Is a sign that people have lost there way, They cant make head nor tail of the light of day, When will all this

Above The Law

Above The Law short poem

If the bees can’t sting within their wax how can they attack outside? if a snake can’t swallow a dead rat what about a flying bat? the lion has shed tears when a rabbit intruded his territory. A tilapia has

Hateful Hatred

Hateful Hatred short poem

Hatred has grown up to the head I don’t know where it will take Ocean is powerful than its bed All social encounters are fake Still I do believe in chances With the hope love may return I don’t know

Books – A Resource Part –v

Books – A Resource Part –v short poem

Those who have books shine With lively bright colour twine. Books – a Daniel – be in shrine To take us all up with whine. Saraswati, indeed, did opine My talents with saccharine And help me for Her to reassign

Asset And Liability

Asset And Liability short poem

The two were born together in the womb of the same mother The two grew up together with love & bondage The two shared sorrow and happiness all the while The two were ready to give their life for each

Existence

Existence long poem

When something exists, the opposite does too Black and white, hot and cold, old and new Love and hate, heaven and hell, left and right North and South, peace and war, day and night To give, to fix, to begin,

I’ve Been Led To Believe

Ive Been Led To Believe long poem

I’ve been led to believe That love is a dream An inconsistent need Or that was how it seemed I was told it’d be perfect I was told and left set With a thought of divergent And words better yet

Why Do You Run?

Why Do You Run? prose poem

Sound Many sounds Living sounds A world is built with sounds Who is speaking? There are emotions Is madness an emotion? The question A common noise Out of the endless loop of noise a sound emerges Can you hear it?

Point Of View

Point Of View short poem

You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold

Love

Love short poem

The wind is blowing through the trees See it rustle each and every leaf Watch it move the trees again See them wave and the branches bend There are dry leaves on the ground Hear the dry crunching sound See

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words !

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words ! prose poem

Tried , Recalled and Moved backward in Timeless times of Total Recall ! Tried , Tried , Tried and Tried to Recall the Timeless countless times and my words Totally Recoiled into Silence ! Silence is the Elixir now that

In Silence

In Silence short poem

It’s here, and then it’s not. That untimely moment that we fear our minds have just ‘forgot’ who we are, and why we’re here. Why did we never reach that bar? We’re no longer our own puppateer. In the past

Love

Love short poem

I lift my pen today To write something Something about which Many a thousand lines Written by many a great people Yet I cannot for sure Define what we call it ‘love’. Love is not jealous, they say Love is

I Wrote, She Reads

I Wrote, She Reads long poem

If I can write as many stories as I can, I would like to dedicate them all to the one I love. But I’d rather write one that will capture you, one that will truly inspire you. If I can

Here I Stand

Here I Stand short poem

Here I stand, on the land where you wish me to dig my own grave with few seeds in my clenched fists hiding them from your glance Watching you write on my gravestone a name you gave me, ‘Frailty’, though

Cutie Marks

Cutie Marks short poem

What if you could tell A person’s special talent From a single glance? Shown in a symbol, Branded on their bodies, so All the world can see. Maybe, for instance, Musicians would have a note, Florists, a flower, Bakers, loaves

Alone With Loneliness

Alone With Loneliness short poem

It’s been 4 am I can’t sleep I can’t be me without you I think of you, if you were here I think I’m happy but, I’m sad about the way I used to be I want changes in life

Shed Some Light

Shed Some Light short poem

Purple sprite I’m higher than that kite Those colours so bright I’m like a vamp In the day light Chilled so right With my sprite And my codeine spike A treat on my trip To the planet Fifth from the

Kaleidoscope, of the millenium.

Kaleidoscope, of the millenium. short poem

Guess what I am writing about? A strange phenomenon of recent times. Bright and Colorful, depicts interesting times… Takes off the monotony, a peep into lives… Success epics , someone’s frustrations galore, Wise ones’ words repeated, in circles of lore!

Oh, Please Give Me A Break!

Oh, Please Give Me A Break! short poem

Oh, please give me a break! I don’t speak the language That divide and categorize I don’t take pride in belonging to the groups It’s a sheer hypocrisy to which I won’t stoop I speak the language – the language