Clear Poems

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

Going Clear

Going Clear short poem

Going to clear my mind, Untangle my thoughts, Be captivated with beauty, all that’s pleasant, enabling. walk with the voice of reason, Enjoy all that’s going well, Push aside what’s stressful. Rest assured with all I am, comforted in my

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A Brand New Year

A Brand New Year prose poem

I thank you my Heavenly Father, it’s a brand new year and I’m still here by your Heavenly Grace and that’s perfectly clear Still there’s fear, I’m stuck in first gear, so in 2017 with so much unseen, on you

Cloud

Cloud short poem

Clear Blue sky is Beauty Clear night sky is romantic Sunny day brightens the mind Full moon day enthrals the Eye Scorching Sun swets body and mind Dark night bring fear to mind and soul Summer heat and swet make

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Racism

Racism long poem

Why should the black be discriminated ? whether your blood be high land or low, whether your skin be black or white as the snow, Of reason there’s none, and why should there be As long as there’s fire in

Silent Request

Silent  Request short poem

When I sleep, You come to me You sit by my side And touch my face with your soft fingers. your touch makes me warm and secure. I forget all my worries. You kiss on my cheeks With your trembling

Existence

Existence short poem

I belong to the song of the sun Humming the chants of flame I breathe. The sea rests in me motionless With its endless depths I think. Storms of being, clear the chaos Emptiness of chaste silence I hear. A

Good Morning

Good Morning short poem

As the sun beats down on another glorious day, the blackbirds are singing in their sweet little way. The world is still and my mind is at peace, how I pray for this stillness as it offers such release. The

Sleepless Night

Sleepless Night short poem

‘The moon is out and the night is deep Though weary, but still I cannot sleep While I stretched myself here in my bed And mellow music played in my head These lighthearted songs, I let it flow With rhythms

Freddy The Flea

Freddy The Flea long poem

Freddy the flea moved in here with me, and his family were queued up behind. I said ‘it’s a cheek’, but he looked pretty bleak, so I said c’mon in’ ‘cos I’m kind. In they all trotted, and now they

Power of pain

Power of pain short poem

My head was down the view so foggy knees on ground body, strength and courage all torn and I, totally worn. Still there was something that wanted to look at my heart, I blinked to clear my eyes and this

The Last Snowfall

The Last Snowfall short poem

Descending schools of clear droplets wash away yesterday, Thunder bellows and shakes …stirs thoughts adrift in the distance, trickles of fine creeks merge on the bedroom window pane. ..and I reflect back to a man…an essential friend… His last night.

Why I Won’t Stop Loving You!!

Why I Wont Stop Loving You!! short poem

That smile of yours, those dreamy eyes I love them all, They tease me and hypnotize..!! The way you touch and your sweat on me.. Trust me baby it makes me melt and sets me free!! Your smell is like

In love with self

In love with self short poem

A lonely piece of night on my palm Restlessness maturing to blissful calm Shapes of life moulding in me Fencing the fields of destiny Solitary thoughts rooted in self Refusing support, rejecting help Unwinding the core, reaching within To bones,

What If

What If long poem

If day’s had been much brighter and the west wind far less biting, with paths sufficiently straighter and avoiding fruitless fighting. If clearer thoughts pervaded with our goals so set in stone, if the tyrants and dictators would just leave

The Lake City – Nainital

The Lake City   Nainital long poem

Welcome,welcome,welcome, Welcome to Paradise Welcome to Nainital. A heaven on earth, Sun-kissed mountains. Yachting,boating on serene lakes, The charming lakes and splendid landscapes. The most beautiful romantic place, In the Lake District of India. Nainital is the Majestic Queen of

Sleepers Only

Sleepers Only prose poem

A night of deep and dreaming sleep on a warm and firm mattress with appropriate coverings was not necessarily an item on our wish list, because we drew accustomed to the more simpler forms of mattresses that were not firm

Why….

Why.... short poem

Why do I still feel connected to someone causing pain, Why do I keep them in my life if things will never change, Why do I feel loyal to someone who doesn’t care, When I know if I need them

Love Sonnet 109

Love Sonnet 109 sonnet poems

As fiery shooting stars blaze in the sky, Many must have gambled wishes right then, And if by chance, my love, too, watches by, Could she have wished to be with me again? As no limit curtails what heart oft

Flight 1122

Flight 1122 prose poem

Departing Sacramento, Ca. just past 7:00 AM PT on a nice Saturday morning, we headed for Chicago. All is going well as we take off, as the pilot soon announces that we will ascend up to 39,000 feet. I am

Is Beauty Only Skin Deep?

Is Beauty Only Skin Deep? short poem

We have many levels of beautiful Some are clear and visible, We may touch an adorableness, Skins depth though questionable of beauty. Imagine all the colours see the silhouette, Lustrous smooth and adorable, Blush fullness of the lips, Yet still

Love And Lust

Love And Lust long poem

A miserable hospital scene, with shouts and painful sobs, With fractures, wounds and injuries of various calamities, And my friend, one among them, cancerous, with no hope, Not weeping, but talking and laughing, as he was, years back, In our

Invincible

Invincible sonnet poems

My love, wake up, the drums are coming near, Our army waits, their catapults are drawn, The gate is sealed, the moat’s bridge hoisted clear, Our seers have warned about this blood drenched dawn: Should fate be worst, your asp

What Are We

What Are We short poem

We clear up lands of forest primeval Only to plant new ones for survival; Leaders scheme to modernize their nation Others hold back, crying conservation; Settlers would get land appropriations While natives move into reservations; We dig canals, but cover

I’m Not Dead

Im Not Dead short poem

A new twilight I see each day, Through the echos of broken mirrors, The whites are all blood stained, The lights are getting dimmer The wounds are fresh and open, The glass so clear and sharpened, As they pierce through

Midnight On A Saturday Morning

Midnight On A Saturday Morning prose poem

Just past 7:00 AM on an early and sunny Saturday morning, I walked out my back door and onto the open patio In a very short while, I saw the beauty of the day slowly unfold A lovely June morning

To Breathe

To Breathe long poem

Where is the breath That I crave so much Hiding and playing games Just beyond my reach Fingers too stiff to touch To breathe To live To need what is aloof and Teasing me to beseech The air in the

Secluded Corners

Secluded Corners short poem

In some secluded corners of my heart, the blood turns cold, I feel a chill, in this warmed breeze, I am turning cold, lifeless, no emotions I’m left with, The voices I hear are just cracked up sound. In the

Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk

Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk short poem

Let silence of words, be the modes of talk. Let peace avenge, the soars of tough walks. Let justifications and clarifications be at bay. Just let understanding of love blossom your way. Let mind be clear of clutters and baggage

How Dreams Become Lost

How Dreams Become Lost short poem

As I sit here alone with my thoughts and my fears, suffering the consequence of those bought social sneers, I can’t help but embrace the judgement from peers. A reality so true; I’m nothing more than a broken old gear.

Defeating Evil

Defeating Evil short poem

The air whirled around in circles. Dried leaves whistled beneath my feet. Something was trying to delay me. Something strange was afoot. Rain started to drip, drip, drip. Then torrents down on my face. I was surely getting the message.

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

The Beauty Around

The Beauty Around short poem

With fruits and flowers bound There stand the mighty trees Bent with the touch of nature And covered with the beauty of love As when upon a trance summer night You are seen as a green of peace Tall oaks

The Pursuit Of Chastity

The Pursuit Of Chastity prose poem

Though not a right, may I seek a fading, but yet worthy pursuit? For the many whose pursuit of chastity in marriage grinds to a halt, Could it not be due in part to being pulled toward illusions of grandeur?

Spring Time

Spring Time short poem

The sun is shining bright, The wind is blowing a li’l light. Flowers blooming frequently, Birds chirping silently. The sky is clear, The grass is green, The world seems so beautiful and clean. It’s the spring time. Multi-coloured flower are

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day poetry articles

He was the first man your eyes opened to.. The shivering hand that touched your tiny nose.. The strong arm you cuddled on.. His love that kept brimming but never spilled.. Those eyes that made everything seem within reach.. That

What If…

What If... short poem

What if… birds grew trees flew Cats barked and dogs mewed What if… I laughed when I was sad cried when I was glad I sin when I am good and pure when I am bad What if… I break

Confession…

Confession... short poem

As I stare at the empty skies, I hear myself amidst the solitude of night. I close my eyes and think deep About my faith and identity at risk. I am caught in the whirlwind of emotions, Fear, anger, desire

Dawn Wings

Dawn Wings short poem

Dawn wings glistened in the sun and the rain A story just rainbows can really explain, When silence is much more than the lacking of sound More an image of beauty that seeks to be found Where the sky meets

For Loss Of Words

For Loss Of Words prose poem

This is my portrait of you. It speaks to me in strange, colored verses, in whispered codes of ancient languages. I often get that illusion. You are not easy to ignore. I’ve long studied its dog-eared corners, one by one,

The Ballad Of The Naughty Glowworm

The Ballad Of The Naughty Glowworm ballad

There once was a glowworm Who’s tail would glow quite bright You could always see him dancing On a warm summer night When he wasn’t dancing And needed to rest He’d turn off his taillight With a switch under his

Storm Front

Storm Front long poem

Away in the distance on a cold dreary night The horizon is lit by flickering lights From storm clouds as black as the darkest heart The lightning tears the very air apart The grumbling mass of swirling bile The silence,