Candor Poems

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

Brain Shaking

Brain Shaking short poem

Thought shook through me thrilled with a sense of poignant pictures came thronging in panic haste tinsel glitter of empty titles thrilled by fresh and indescribable odors through a cycle of many ages endless and labyrinthine sentences thrilled to the

Poems containing references to : Candor

Sinking Boatmen

Sinking Boatmen short poem

The name, went begging to yield. Dispute was becoming a point of disorder. A fire on ice, I was burning inside. Unabated, the storm was raging in bush. The candor was lost. We were drying up in shade. One eccentric

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds long poem

A sleight of the hand, a melodramatic move; Fate plays its final hand, A royal flush established, a victorious counter-move. Or was it simply you, in tandem with candor? Your misdemeanor forgotten, Simply an existential demeanor? How do you plead,

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Ode To Mr. Turkey

Ode To Mr. Turkey ode

Half past five Coffee hits an empty stomach Gun clean, cameo on Headlights in the driveway We don’t talk much on the drive This time is for quiet contemplation Although we try We know we might take a life Most

Retribution

Retribution short poem

Take my soul and watch it burn. Thee shall not be afraid of the flames that surrounds the earth. I only seek revenge on those who my trust betrayed. A minute more not to waste. They shall run. I will

Respect

Respect long poem

Respect has no face, no color, no race, It should be given to everyone by everyone. Respect should not require one to divert from their own morals and values, It should not depend on your amount of income or the

Anger Outlet

Anger Outlet short poem

Don’t you sometimes wish to just scream? To pinch yourself and find out it’s a dream: I know I do! No matter how happy that day I may seem. Or to find a tiny space where you can crawl For

A Hum

A Hum short poem

Take me, share me if you can my heart goes to my sun, my feet will go to my moon. O, little home my dream was bigger than you in the melody of sorrow. Will I walk again on the

Lost Within Your Sea

Lost Within Your Sea short poem

Ahoy, Do your stories hold true Your creaks They play in my ear So many lost within your sea Believing in you My passion runs high To see the horizon Ahoy, or land ahead Together we sail onward Seeking lost

A Child’s Greatest Fear

A Childs Greatest Fear short poem

What fear grasps the heart of this child of eight? Greater it is than the imagined monsters which stir in the closet during the still of night. More terror filled than the creäture which lurks beneath his castle bed. More

Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge short poem

It is, what do you not say I read the dusk on your eyes. Unspoken words hammering! A timer, quartz clock, ball bearings, pellets croissant of terror. Suspicious of the lady riding on crest responsible, for the happenings. Fear, hair

An Urge

An Urge short poem

From time Immemorial,I am saviour of millions life, I am lifeline to your daily needs , Cities ,towns grew on the bank of mine. I feed you I quench your thirst I provide enlightment to you I am the reason

Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams short poem

Thou knowest my heart belongs to thee , That thine eyes should always see , Sleep in peace oh my love melt away in sweet dreamy land , like floating daisy in a pond , May thy vision be of

Allegiance

Allegiance short poem

Severed heads lay on the fields of blood Mighty Warlords protected by the Gods came like a flood Feeding on the dead men’s souls makes them stronger but not for good Leaving fatherless children and women to cope with the

In The Spring

In The Spring short poem

When you come back to me in the spring, I will bestow all my love upon you, also well-being. Locking you in the depth of my heart without any will, I will fulfill all your dreams with dazzling smile. Deep

Needles and Pines

Needles and Pines short poem

Jesus in the devil’s dress- I call you needles and pines…creature of flesh, no flowers, brown eyes or dyed eyes, I rock you into your foundation tonight, no clouds hover in your heart, a binding of mint moss around, your

Sweet Little Flower

Sweet Little Flower short poem

Oh sweet little flower Tell me what grieves your heart Did June send no shower That your small joys depart? Just nearby is a brook With waters crystal clear If you care, take a look Not a thing there to

Rainy Story

Rainy Story short poem

Clouds strayed in the sky Like lambs in the pasture; Winds roared at the high Like lions in the leisure; Thunders struck on the roof Like shoots of the troop; Fears brood in the heart Like snakes creep in dark;

Meaningless

Meaningless short poem

The shift to vernal tone starts a standoff with eyelashes. A sickle moon begins harpooning the stars. The unorthodox microlove brings out a ciliated canon of faithless interior. The gods were going to become weary of snowfall. Punctuating the silence,

Meditation

Meditation short poem

talking of fire and passion watch a scented pistil guiding the asteroids, did you hear the flawless silence after the cuckoo’s call, an interruption, a suspended pause, then a high pitched cascading note, moon is still hanging out on the

She Has Arisen Like A Full Moon

She Has Arisen Like A Full Moon short poem

She has arisen like a full moon In his heaven, That puts him in ecstasy Approved by the blinking stars strewn in array. His heaven comforts her with enough place and pride, Full of azure deep and spacious heart-line in

Some Days – Collection

Some Days   Collection short poem

This river breaks on rocks unmoving. Soft music unceasing on violin strings. My heart plays silent tunes in darkness. A picture melts into nothingness. ……………………………… Gather them, If you can, those broken pieces before the waves swallow. The sea is

Four

Four short poem

Seeking you, We endure, These daily trials, Brutal and unforgiving. We pursue you, In our thoughts, In our prayers, We ask for you. As these ordeals, Better us, We descend, Coveting you. There was never Any hope Nor salvation. There

Stormy Night

Stormy Night short poem

The dark clouds are rolling in quickly, wild wind blows fast and fiercely Many leaves and twigs start twirling around and circling Feeling like Edgar Allen Poe, In the distance I can hear some echo’s Of many dog’s barking in

Writing On Wind

Writing On Wind short poem

On this earth’s breadth and width So many reside. All live, and die. Some brief, some bold. The history of humanity; God’s manuscript! The good, bad, and some extremely sad. Heroes, villains, and victims; Stories of ordinary, and extraordinary He

Cigarettes

Cigarettes prose poem

(1) A cigarette is a green tale inside a white coffin; Her shoe is a hat, its end a line of smoke. (2) A cigarette is milk falling from breasts; Mouths are swings hanged on Oedipus complex. (3) A cigar

Voices Within

Voices Within short poem

If emotions were sounds, And feelings could be heard, What would be the loudest? And would some be unheard? Huff-puff, rattle, grunts and slurs! Would we just hear random noises? Whistles, whispers, shouts and roars! Or beautifully harmonizing inner voices?

Fri-e-n-d

Fri e n d short poem

With hustle and bustle, they start with a rule. One named as mighty satire and other the great ridicule. Both expose human foolishness in a mess One has a gorgeous deriding voice while other sounds less. Ridicule have a caustic

For Real

For Real short poem

Now I can feel what it is real It’s not my time to wonder , hey I feel this way it’s my time to say what I want to say I want this , I want this remember that And

Why Ponder Thus. . . ?

Why Ponder Thus. . . ? short poem

As I ponder upon thee, The future to foresee, Nigh that shore, was meant to be Since days of yore, mine destiny, Waiting to embark, for many before, Hating, dropped and left each oar. And what would be this living

If You Could See Me Now

If You Could See Me Now short poem

They say if somebody loves you once they will always love you…Well you loved me many moons ago now do you regret letting me go…aren’t you the one that said you loved everything about me, you just couldn’t get enough

Destination Addicts

Destination Addicts short poem

The road to destination is wide & vague, Some get ahead, others lag behind, Other’s mission is to fail those ahead, Some find excuses to stay behind, Others are spectators, just watching the race, Others are oblivious to their status

Six Feet Under

Six Feet Under elegy

Surrounded I was by many, many moaning hearts, My heart, I felt for the last time, blurred vision, sound echoing from far, Black satin with milky lace they decorated the case, I felt like a queen again in white purest

Sincerity

Sincerity short poem

I will miss you I will miss the way I walked past your kitchen window I will miss all those walks to the station All those sounds in early evenings of railway I will miss that little food store we

The Watcher

The Watcher short poem

The watcher, he sits over there, Staring,I can see him staring his evil glare, He’s the watcher, he watches ’till I sleep, Then he’ll come for me creep, creep, I drift alone into a world of dread, I cannot move,can’t

Yearn

Yearn short poem

The best kind of face is a familiar face But not entirely; something that screams safe But isn’t; someone driving four wheels but maybe not all four someone with routines; No. He should call me at the Devil’s hour Whisk

One Wish

One Wish short poem

If there ever was a time, in some dream or alternate state A time where I was happy, where I didn’t hold all of this hate. A place without feeling this constant hurt, no regrets weighing heavy on my peace

Behind These Bars

Behind These Bars short poem

Behind these bars my heart is full of pain behind these bars I’m alone and only I’m to blame for I have walked down the path of darkness for so many years now behind these bars I sit with eyes

Was It Worth It : For The Men In The Glass Towers

Was It Worth It : For The Men In The Glass Towers short poem

(America, following a landmark agreement) Dear Mr. President, Was it worth it? Was it worth Selling your country’s freedom, The liberty it is so famous for, For a few extra bucks in your pocket? Was it worth Strangling the creative

Battle Worth Fighting

Battle Worth Fighting prose poem

My last wish to die In the blue heart of pacific sea Tell me O MY Where is the key? In those frozen blue depths Sensing bitterly that oceans’ wreath I am still holding my last breath For all my