Chord Poems

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

Dear Barres

Dear Barres short poem

Why you so tough You make my fingers so rough The more I try to move ahead Oh my! One or two will be dead And however hard I may try You will make sure you make me cry One

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Chaya ( A Lyrical Tribute To Loving Sister)

Chaya ( A Lyrical Tribute To Loving Sister) long poem

Born second amidst six siblings She was the quietest of all Her short stature was in no way deterrent to her extra ordinary skills She was the nightingale par excellence who could put the naughty kid to sleep, disturbed mind

The Quest

The Quest long poem

I stood on the red glimmering rim of horizon, groping my way in my quest for secret of life; I stumbled many a time in the dark region, and bruised myself in my quest for secret of life! The red

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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

Nature Speaks

Nature Speaks short poem

The birds chirping, The lions roaring. The flowers blooming, nature speaks of happiness! The sunlight saying ‘Hi’, The moonlight saying ‘Goodnight’, The coldness of air hugging me tight, nature speaks of love! The waves rising, The clouds crying, Rains won’t

Love Sonnet 31

Love Sonnet 31 sonnet poems

Rose for my love, the best that heaven owns, The fairest Earth could bloom beneath the skies, As tucked upon her hair instead of crowns, Bestows well what the lack of crowns denies; That wisp of cloudiness above her head,

Yukon Call Me Panic

Yukon Call Me Panic ode

Vane glorious and absolutistic, though I defiantly, cavalierly, and blithely attest Yukon bet your (laugh-in) sweet bippy mine acidic breast houses anarchic, anti-poetic ballistic, barbaric, and bubonic cannibalistic demons within thy safely guarded Pandora chest atomic cesium clock timed to

World Through Your Eyes

World Through Your Eyes long poem

I flew to a great height Working hard day and night With pride all along my flight With everyone to cite Fate stuck with a smite cut the chord of my kite Which was thick and tight And I fell

The Drizzle

The Drizzle long poem

Drop by drop they scatter on ground With a melancholy sound to cherish in time Flowers with drops falling to their fine textures Stood drenched aside with tapering stems The rain showers nurturing their roots of growth Been a life

The Night Of Words

The Night Of Words prose poem

THE NiGHT OF WORDS an assemblage of thought, Predicted a hint of rain the power of words,from the darkened sky, convey a message for a thought. Was it not one word that launched the words that built the world ?

The Piano

The Piano prose poem

In front of me are eighty-eight keys, Waiting in anticipation for music to be made. Gently, I place my hands on the ivory, And arpeggios and scales alike flow like a river. My grandmother sits beside me, Beaming like the

Something New

Something New short poem

The sunlight wakes me in the morning The atmosphere around us paints it blue The birds are singing in the morning The nature made them fly for you The mind is gentle without warning The days and nights that I’ve

Angels And Demons

Angels And Demons short poem

The chord struck again Without any desire, the tears did rain. Unable to find why, The angels did solace. But, the inner demons smirked hysterically, “Oh! what did you gain?”. If empathy is what you want , It is lame!

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A Leaf That Left The Life Of An Innocent Bare

A Leaf That Left The Life Of An Innocent Bare prose poem

He did not read my diary left open, to know my kind Just read that middle page from his age set mind If only he had the time and patience That would have checked him by his conscience To read

Grandpa’s Photo

Grandpas Photo prose poem

We used to have a house, ignorant of his birthday anniversary. Its wall was hanged on a black and white photo, The photo hanged by a thread made of the fur of a goat coming from pre-Islamic era, The thread

There is an angel….

There is an angel.... short poem

There were tears when you came, There were tears when you left, When you were born they gave you a name. That after you went, but few would recollect. They pulled you down like a tower, They hunted you out

Feelings Of Human

Feelings Of Human short poem

“Oh lord my eyes dried by warmth of regret “ “Pouring rain angainst by seeing ground and pebbles strain effect “ “I got aspirations too high “ “Torture ache is sharp as dagger mordant in nerves feel die” “Feelings cannot

In Reverse

In Reverse ballad

Every morning that I wake up is the same as the last, my present and future are the same as my past, Laughing in my face It’s never going to change, Leaving me in this same spot, Doing the same

Darkest Hour

Darkest Hour short poem

I sit in the dark and wait for the day. The darkest hour of my life, I do not know when it will pass away. A fear lurking inside, my faith seems to have lost its way. I peep back

A Fatal Attraction

A Fatal Attraction prose poem

I see the cluster of stars that are lit in the heart of your eyes I watch the crease of your lips curl into a wicked smile and I know then that in that moment we are drawn to each

I Tried

I Tried short poem

I tried my best I tried so hard I gave you my all And now only this soul is whats left You stole my heart And now you have broken it into two I just don’t know what to do

A World Without You

A World Without You short poem

How happy are you in your new world? What did I do to not deserve a place there? How much love do you receive everyday? Ever wondered if I could have offered more? Crying your loss is easy, Crying without

Love ends in tragedy

Love ends in tragedy short poem

That’s the way it’s supposed to be Every story in history Repeated through centuries No prevention from this disease It strikes at least once, slyly Once bitten, twice shy they say of it No cure for this disease gory Quietly

Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis short poem

It will be painful, generational. Hard to keep up. The old will resist fight the loss of their world. Change will be blinding, the fabric of civilization fraying turning to dust. Everything known will be obliterated. Humanity loses its identity.

Bold Step

Bold Step short poem

Night enters into the drift. I get through a fossil, quite beyond the light, a search begins for a tortured being in some ideal’s mire. The battle begins, of fears and doubts and upon the trampled sun-blind truths of past

My Time In Space

My Time In Space prose poem

I climbed so very high I’m sure I finally touched the sky Finding an opening there I had to clamber through Now stars are my companions No longer am I alone The breadth and depth of stardust I’ve left for

A Bird Came Closer

A Bird Came Closer long poem

Dear Bird, my bosom friend, Preach me thy living-art Weaned of all wicked craft, Enable wash filthy taint, Unveil yet another phase, My own – still hidden- face ! Thus, living a truer life -To the content of heart and

The Mirror In The Brook

The Mirror In The Brook long poem

On a lonely day, I stare at the shaking trees, And falling leaves. Deciduous leaves leave the boughs, And a stream flows and stirs about Like a lovely lough. A scene so beautiful, I looked and adored nature’s manoeuvre, What

To Mum

To Mum short poem

If time is a healer when will it become easier? I long for your presence I want you here with me I sense you spirit but cannot see The day that you left this world behind A piece of my

Remember Dear

Remember Dear long poem

remember dear… on that moonlit night when we sat watching the glittering shimmering moonbeams… on the blue waters …you had written my name on the Golden Sands; as a receding wave washed it away… I had questioned? You smiled… snuggled

The Colour Of Peace

The Colour Of Peace short poem

Dare I ask for peace in this turbulent world of silent wars The colour of war is dark and dissolute Corrupt, abounded with fear Yet still I hope for a glint of light Peace what is its colour In this

Under Your Nose

Under Your Nose short poem

Dividing bridges in the grimace of time, Earth peeled and uprooted in a perfidious chime, Upholstery of ashes do perplex the sun, Blurry vision does escape the wanton hun, Moon braces for the evening sun, Cradle of concrete that once

Gift Of God

Gift Of God short poem

Throughout the night, We were running here and there in the Hospital, We both were tense and anxious Because we were waiting for a new arrival The person who was inside Was someone’s daughter and someone’s wife The seconds, minutes

Love Is Life

Love Is Life long poem

Out of my heart run many questions Questions that can only be answered with another question Questions that can only be reasoned with love Because what is this life without love Once upon a time in the land of man

Where Did It All Go

Where Did It All Go long poem

Impossible you have become Irritable as can be Unable to be pleased And uncaring about me No longer am I in your thoughts No longer do you care about my health No longer are you the man I loved The

Ageing

Ageing short poem

Old age is Golden age when friends of yest years are still mingling in group Old age is a stone age when the friends of yest years are in memorial leaving the One all alone Old age is youthful age

The Same Window

The Same Window short poem

The wasp makes its inscrutable plans multitasking cleaning its wings with its hind feet what must it think of the dirt stains ghosts of rainwater covering the outer window like hammer marks all its parts, segmented, moving independent while the

A Soldier’s Message

A Soldiers Message elegy

Don’t cry for me… I’ve met my destiny And found solace in the soil that covers me. Look beyond my grave Gather the stones, guns, bullets and grenades Build them into wheels For windmills, bicycles and trains. Look into children’s

Golden End

Golden End short poem

All I wanted was to arrive from the absence of me, through the sluice of scars; life was never the same again. Some inner birth took place; awakening of sorrow for the attempts to take on adversary. Pure disquiet, I

16/12/2014

16/12/2014 short poem

Voices that had welcomed the day with prayers of peace and enlightenment, froze, forever. discord of your lunacy bereaved your hearts of feeling the joy of those chants, those songs so you subdued them, with your guns but there will