Chapel Poems

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

Quiet, Solitary Room

Quiet, Solitary Room prose poem

In a quiet, solitary room, the light softly pours into the multi-colored windows, Filling it with a reminder of the Father’s covenant. The children gather one by one and two by two, Praying for hope to be given in the

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Fried Green Spinach

Fried Green Spinach prose poem

Walking in the bush, late in the afternoon: Spring winding trails Among Plantae et Animalia. An independent world —Sort of realm of alien species Welcomes your senses with a storm of small flies (genus Drosophila) Which playfully floods the air,

And All Things Move Closer To Their End

And All Things Move Closer To Their End long poem

The air was thin, while the room was hot, My eyes scanning, spotting the warm glow of a dress, She whizzed and whirled, her youthful gait attendant to my plot, Two legs in unison, eyes like gilded jewels, breasts like

Saturday Night At The Movies

Saturday Night At The Movies short poem

for John McBride Neill There was the Savoy and Lyceum, the Majestic and Colosseum, the Regal and the Roxy, the Tonic and the Troxy, the Princess and the Pallidrome, the Alhambra and Hippodrome. Great picture palaces, art deco and glass,

Sancta Sedes ~ Sestina

Sancta Sedes ~ Sestina long poem

Her severed head she carries, from the Sant’ Angelo Bridge, surrounded features bring her near, so small in comparison, drawn to the Tempietto, she’s associated with this reminder overheard, from my conversation with Paul from the ceiling, conveyance from scripture,

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Forever In Awe

Forever In Awe short poem

  I am forever in awe, Of the world with so many surprises. The way it enfolds them When the right time arises. Forever in awe, Of the humans around, With such brains and thoughts profound. Always in awe of

Leave Me Alone To Write My Pain

Leave Me Alone To Write My Pain short poem

Leave me alone to cry in the still of the night where rustle of cold waves tickle my cheeks and the darkness of deep forest enchant me to get lost into its solitude I still can read the words of

Reparations

Reparations elegy

my father used to tell me that divorce was the process of losing one’s routine. 5:30 came and went without the sound of a familiar rattle from outside the door that came from my mothers keys. last night I got

Seek What’s Missing In Me

Seek Whats Missing In Me short poem

Positive thinking brought positive results I bounced back from my minds insults Im free from the torture my mind endured How bad I truly was seems absurd Free to enjoy the future once more Can use my mind for what

A World For You

A World For You short poem

If I could paint a world for you, my child, I’d fill it with the sparkle of new life With bursting buds I’d break the frosted ground And put an end to darkness and to strife I’d drench your ears

Children

Children prose poem

We are mere children of the void. Specks on an infinitesimally small mote in limitless space. Lost by size, overlooked by indifference. A universe indifferent to our existence. The stars will shine, the planets will spin regardless of our future.

Unwinding Soul

Unwinding Soul short poem

Caged soul, what makes you sob. One fine day you’re free or forever barred. Caged soul, wonder why you shed tears; I’ve surplus BLISS for all and you; should you ask. Caged soul, what urges you to survive – In

Love In Trance

Love In Trance short poem

All those who are fully absorbed In their Creator to be in trance Being ward they remain in guard In love ecstasy never miss a chance They are in fire and play with fire Still fire loves them for the

Look in my eyes

Look in my eyes short poem

Don’t look deep into my eyes, who knows what you find inside? Is it the dreams that I lovingly hide, or are some demons residing inside. Am too afraid to let you know, Even too scared to make the show.

Supermoon Eclipse

Supermoon Eclipse short poem

Rome was not built in a day, and super moons rarely occur. The formation of blood moons indeed are set by the hand of God. At around 9 PM Pacific, no view could be found from our property. So we

Love Sonnet 220

Love Sonnet 220 sonnet poems

My love, I always dream of your return, When bluish hues adorn the skies above, And kindled hearth, with glowing embers burn All through those blissful nights, so filled with love; Where countless blooms would scent the wafting breeze Across

The Beauty Of A Letter.

The Beauty Of A Letter. short poem

In the art of letter writing, is a hand that writes it, pouring out the heart, through a sea of beautiful feelings, surrendering the soul. It is like an intricately woven lace of intense emotions, across the flowery page, that

Crowd At The Morgue

Crowd At The Morgue short poem

A new planet was taking birth. Stem cells were coming out of obedience to carnality. For resuscitation, from kiss of death faith was at its best, in its witchcraft. Complete blood count failed, to diagnose the strange madness. It was

Where Did I Go Wrong

Where Did I Go Wrong short poem

Well you won my heart even tho it was hard for you to do Then you broke my heart after I had fallen madly Head over heels for you so I wonder was it me, did I Do something wrong…I

Lives To Be Lived

Lives To Be Lived short poem

light frosting her lenses strobing as traffic flits by craziness of a zombie snail flashing visions of worlds as yet unbuilt just a woman dressed for winter striding proud in knee-length boots could be anyone then she’s gone these rapid

God Is My Home!

God Is My Home! short poem

When I’m with my tears When I can’t escape my fears I come to you lord And you fill me with hope When the world seem to scare me When something dark surrounds me I rely on you immediately And

What Is Love

What Is Love short poem

Love is laughter. Love is knowing that you have someone to turn to. Love is looking at her and thinking she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Love is being silly sometimes, but that makes you love her more.

Inverse Strokes

Inverse Strokes short poem

  Unsullied pallid canvas propped on easel again To paint picture afresh sans any of nasty stain Imagery to be sanguine with cheery kind of feel All gray must dump now for new vibrant appeal A multicolored palette of vivid

If I Was Gone

If I Was Gone long poem

“If I was gone” If I was gone what would you do? Would you miss me loving you? If I disappeared without a trace. Would tears start streaming down your face? Would you call my name into the dark? Would

Don’t Go Now!

Dont Go Now! short poem

The sky has turned red; However the feelings in my heart are not dead. The sun is about to rise; I cannot forget those beautiful eyes. You cried the whole evening; I was strong, as I thought this will be

Expensive Reality

Expensive Reality short poem

I broke a glass and the shards of destruction were more beautiful than any diamond I had ever seen. I had seen this beauty in the wreckage and I found myself staring, awestruck and perplexed at how something so ordinarily

Look to Behold

Look to Behold short poem

A look to behold A passion to fulfill A life to live An obligation to creed love, loss and the futility of it all… Buckle up still, while you can meandering valley of sorrowful loath sunrise of purpose and lost

Staying That Way

Staying That Way short poem

So, I came back When emotions gave me a whack, And I fell down, Days of despair began, Which I should have known, Will not go away with any new dawn So I fall down, Waiting for now, And I

One Solar Day

One Solar Day long poem

Another day the sun has rise, Giving a new glory to the life: A new day, a new beginning, Start up with a positive thinking. Sun is at the top of head It’s not the time to go to bed:

Resolutions

Resolutions prose poem

Repentance of things past and presence, and anticipated misdoings shall be of utmost importance. I shall be more open and vulnerable, being more willing to “Be Wrong”. Evils that are both subtle and also blatant shall be exposed, fought against,

My Name Is Richa

My Name Is Richa prose poem

My name is Richa… Does it really matter?! It could’ve been Mala …Seema…Sita..Nirbhaya or even Chabili.. In the end I would’ve been married to a much older man.. or abandoned after impregnating in a forest.. I wash utensils …clean floors..

Caithness

Caithness short poem

He falls and snuggles like a lover to the floor; dreams spilling from the bottle in the weathered-hand. Beyond the door, dead-brochs lie buried on the moor. Forebears are but sepulchral-weals upon the land. Dreams spilling from the bottle in

Remember Me, Do You?

Remember Me, Do You? short poem

Remember me, do you ? I was your shadow, a positive one Always by your side, concerned Giving energy to your soul while my soul was draining somewhere You told me you love me And I believed you blind I

Spring Is Back…

Spring Is Back... ode

In the dale of despondency, Lost hopes finding themselves, With the first rays of yellowish sun, Life is taking a new turn, Baby bird is ready to fly, Singing his first song in the sky, After a long time I

Warning Squatters

Warning Squatters short poem

If you come into my home at night Thinking you are out of sight I have no compassion for you or your kind Even if you’re excited with what you may find You may think you deserve life on this

Baby Avelyn

Baby Avelyn short poem

Sweet little avelyn poo, O how I enjoy seeing you. So sweet and loving too Flowing ginger hair like her momma Prety Brown eyes so capturing Growing and learning more everyday Climbing and talking more than yesterday Little mini mouse

Pen And Ink

Pen And Ink short poem

If a picture paints a thousand words Then where does that leave me A pen for a brush and ink as my paint And the words are what you all see If the pen is mightier than the sword Then

Pain

Pain short poem

Pain tears my soul apart Tears roll out from eyes and depart Feelings shrink in heart Oh! Pain you have left me apart.. Grief burdens my mind Makes me wither and stressed out I look for happiness here and there

Angel Of Aphrodite

Angel Of Aphrodite short poem

I like the brown curly hair covering your half face. The crinkles by your eyes are making my heart race. Pull your hair aside, Leave hickey on that neck. Your lips tempt me to taste you and peck. Pull me

Purple Daze

Purple Daze short poem

Sunshine haze over milky blue Ocean reflects white horses rolling wave Sea gulls squawk as they glide on warm winds effortlessly, above the port were boatmen slave Splendour azure skies trapping the contours of forests, behind cliffs tallest and brave