Cofee Poems

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

Cappuccino

Cappuccino short poem

Let the essence of your love be an espresso that adds flavor Let your fame be an odour that reaches the sky Let your sorrow vanish like a foam Let your smile be sweet as sugar Let your anger be

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Grant Me This Wish

Grant Me This Wish short poem

I play by ear, the concord appears The phoenix labours like a tired flame, Wings inward, My ashes have risen to make an onerous claim; In a nutshell, By the ocean, In a clamshell, The pearl sparkles; Should I Be

To The Ex-muse

To The Ex muse short poem

Once, eyes did spoke for the inner being Then, gestures spoke and the grin, Her words filled our vacant spot Then, actions did what words could not. Hoped to stay like this forever and ever With you in me, me

Invisible

Invisible long poem

What does it mean to be invisible? Is it when others have no problem talking over you during school, have no problem looking right through you into something they personally find worth paying attention to? Is it when you feel

Hopes On High

Hopes On High short poem

The pain feels like bone breaking day after day Till you are stressed Sitting there and tired of crying. Is there anything I can do To help you get rid of that pain? I know you you are not yourself

Hasty Conclusions

Hasty Conclusions short poem

Someone Sent me a message And asked me To take a look at it! I tore open The envelope, Emptied the content, Spread it on my table And, yelled: That Was a blank paper You sent! If only I had

A cigarette song

A cigarette song short poem

The last bit of cigarette from his hand drops into the ashtray. So does mine. Are they making love to each other, As we are? Love, need, passion, kisses, skin, climax. Are their thoughts like ours, burnt and spent? As

Gate Keepers Of The Land Of The Free

Gate Keepers Of The Land Of The Free long poem

 From what I have seen America is a well-oiled machine  Our military Always ready to fight Together with so much might Leaving their homes night after night Saying goodbye believing it’s not your last sight Living in a whole With rations and

Last Wish Of The Prey

Last Wish Of The Prey prose poem

How exciting you are! Like a bundle of light that has just discovered a keyhole Keep sneaking… Coating your words with delight Thrusting them into my waiting ears You see, It is quite dark in here, In this ancient head

Nights Of Cold Days

Nights Of Cold Days prose poem

As lovely as the bright night the trees filled with glimmer as they tremble with tears dripping from their limbs. Glaring in a distance at the pole wires busy with droplets trying to make their way to safety as if

Lakelands Manor

Lakelands Manor prose poem

Ships at bay come and go every day and every night at Lakeland Manor and sailors are welcome to stay but only if they are brave…It is a beautiful castle but like they say you can’t judge a book by

Junior School

Junior School prose poem

Years gone by and we are all still fools For the silly things we laughed at school Farting and burping and breaking the rules Making large bubble gum circles whilst swimming in the local pool Playing tennis in the summer

Fragrance

Fragrance short poem

Thou, fragrance, you are the only one, in this universe, Liked and welcomed by all, with no hesitation, nor dislikes, Agreeing with everyone’s tastes and joining hand in hand, With anyone, rich or poor, regardless of their virtues and vices.

Unasking

Unasking short poem

Timeless, the eyes and fractured wisdom, the two of us, extremely prudent, suffering the dislocation of vigilance against wrinkled sin, I am on my own today disconnected to the unearthly rehearsal of breaking the cycle of carbon assimilation in the

Poetry

Poetry short poem

I enjoy writing poetry, it makes me feel free. Before I write I think of every line, because in a poem everything rhymes. In a poem you write what you imagine, it is a written magic. What you write is

He Smiles

He Smiles short poem

He smiles in his sleep And I wonder what he sees Is it angels who on him keep? Or his future he had a peep He smiles in his sleep And I wonder what he hears Is it the lullaby

A Realization

A Realization short poem

Where do fly my prying eyes Like a pair of rustic birds ?! Where the breeze and lily leaves Playing game of hide and seek, Where the glossy twinkle stars Wearing anklets and bangles, Where the pretty fairy queens Weaving

His Emma Nance

His Emma Nance elegy

loving male, natural of pleasure, quintessentially rendered suitable to us via way ova our darling daughter. tis the blessing of this average, contemplative damn ejected flotsam globular human impish jokester kooky lamb misunderstood nonestablishmentarian outlier praises quality ram rod sterling

Among The Flowers

Among The Flowers short poem

Evergreen Love never bows – to flowers from vixens. Poised by the warmth of two hearts; fighting gossip with kindness. It walks on trust between two souls- tracked by wolves lost to its fragrance! With honesty, it sheds greedy tendencies-

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Floccinaucinihilipilification short poem

That darkness in your eyes mirrors mine and that crowd in your head multiplying like quicksilver dropped and stomped gleaming like judgment I’ve seen it too It’s hard to exorcise things that are real and unreal their weight measured in

Waiting..

Waiting.. short poem

There is this emptiness That’s been looming since long… That everyone else’s effort To fill it, seems wrong…! But still hope screams – You’ve got to stay strong…!! As there is someone For whom you belong…! It’s just a matter

“Stranger, Why Should I Not Smile At You?”

“Stranger, Why Should I Not Smile At You?” long poem

Stranger, why should I not smile at you? Why should we be entrapped under false separations of race, color, caste, creed or any duality? Are not we beings cast in the image of God? Is not all – one! We

To Mis Justina Of Rokai Ii

To Mis Justina Of Rokai Ii elegy

It is said, that suffering shows the truth. Only the sufferer discovers light of Being. Light contains seven colors. Yet I didn’t manage to catch the Rainbow. It is said, that suffering is, what is True. I know! I know!

Mother Of Mothers Mends

Mother Of Mothers Mends short poem

Swamy consented to give interview to an Australian team of six men None of them expected such a stunning miracle that awaited, then Swamy outlined at the outset oscillating health of the mother of one of them Who too nodded

Your Day

Your Day short poem

Spiraling breeze , Tangere sky Sunder clouds , White light spy Dark cease , Silence erase Dew tatter , Essence raise Chill tickled , Buds bloom Celestial lit , Vanishing gloom Birds warble , Leaves rustle Butterfly vie , Wishing

Tttd – (triple T, D)

Tttd   (triple T, D) short poem

TTTD my split personality The voice that speaks through me My co-pilot of philosophy My creative side kick That knocks the worldliness Right out of me The expression of thoughts Deep down inside of me The motivation that sets my

Love Sonnet 159

Love Sonnet 159 sonnet poems

You left a spectral smile that stalks my mind, To haunt my only niche in Time and Space, My every thought in reverie I find, Reminiscing your compassion and grace; You’ve gazed into my eyes, fathomed my soul, To bare

Breathe

Breathe prose poem

Breathe. This is what our companion has instructed us to do. Yet how can we do this when she takes our breath away? She is dearer to us than the air in our lungs. Yet we must breath. Prayers spill

Innocent Wishes

Innocent Wishes short poem

Wishes, beautiful innocent wishes Fly, like those flying fishes Which come out from the heart of ocean To celebrate those moments undone They come out to fly in a herd And seem more beautiful than the bird Mariner looks at

Walking With My Dad

Walking With My Dad short poem

maybe my father was a good but lonely man when my mother died he was all I had and I was all there was left of his world he grew so sad after her death that he couldn’t work anymore

A Beautiful Mind

A Beautiful Mind short poem

I have known a beautiful mind A mind that never ceased to work A mind that wove webs of thoughts And emotions I have known a beautiful mind That stored beautiful memories within A mind that never ceased to be

Fight

Fight short poem

Sometimes you realise you’re stronger than you thought, In hindsight you can surely see, The person that you are and all but had forgot, Lost sight of the person you could be. No matter in life whatever dragged you down,

Coexistence

Coexistence short poem

I know we have different moods I know we have different shades That is the reason my heart broods Love at first sight takes decades In melting snow of sheer hatred Making a place for emotions to flow When all

To Be Me

To Be Me short poem

I stood in the sea and watched it wash over me I felt very clean and wet as a wet man could be I sat on the beach and it was warm in the sun shining on me I went

Stutter

Stutter short poem

I told-told you, I-I want y-you The sunshine blinded me but I thought an angel was talking to me So I started to, to stutter, because of your, your nice little voice And I didn’t care where I was, I

Freedom In Doom And Gloom

Freedom In Doom And Gloom long poem

Freedom an aftermath of martyrdom,a mark of remembrance, A status of solace to be free from heartrending surveillance. But, Jasmine, the fallen pleasure on the road dust Stares at me with a plea to lift her tenderly, To save her

The Final Goodbye

The Final Goodbye short poem

You said you would be back in a minute But the minute became eternity. Swirling waters erased your physical presence And I was left with just a distant memory. Our journey was cut short You travelled to the other world

Meander

Meander short poem

Leaves blown asunder Like images from a dream. Rushing to journeys end In life’s endless stream. Undercurrents swirling Dark as a cloudy day Smooth as silk above Warmed by the morning ray. There comes a meander, a bend In life’s

Beyond Alliances

Beyond Alliances short poem

Celestially blessed heavenly anointed. With paths defined singularly pointed. Bliss known a virtue for which most pine. Sharing and caring are similarly divine. A few stick through a lot along get lost. For all choices errant, dearer proves cost. Do

Life Without You

Life Without You short poem

Life would be dreary Without you my deary You are – My friend My caretaker My mentor My inspiration My confidant My soul My everything Life without you Is long overdue You are the one Who gave me the power