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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Monster

Monster short poem

Happiness is a lie when all you do is cry. What’s the use for you to try. Broken parts, shattered hearts feeling it before it starts. But oh how you laugh and smile in the crowds Your mother must be

Destroyed By Madness

Destroyed By Madness long poem

You’re inside a reality as dripped by Jackson Pollack everything guided, everything only seeming accidental. Straight lines eaten by curves and color as a sense of inevitability. Somehow it turns out as thousands of interlocking narratives, never a single start

Future Signs

Future Signs short poem

arriving to shun that wolf on your blood’s trail, you comb through rubble, tormented: ………………………………………………………………………………………………………… glimpse of fear, fixated at otherness of yellow sin, threatened, panic white, suicide note; now you have come out from your tremors stillborn, sine die

Mistletoe

Mistletoe long poem

Hang it high, hang it low It really doesn’t matter, no Just hang that Mistletoe And kiss me, kiss me With all your heart and Soul You know that’s what I’ve been waiting for Ever since you came Through our

Living On A Fantasy

Living On A Fantasy short poem

I love the way we’re getting close Treating it romantic even though it’s just a joke Thinking how can I end this folk Can I if admiration already goes? The piece of chocolate you’d given me Feeling the fake love

To Motherland

To Motherland short poem

I love thou not, o land of high hypocrisy, My country of the totalitarian democracy! I’d rather not hear thy people’s speech Or behold thy men’s disgraceful binge! I love thou not! If thou be a chariot, Old steeds are

Welcome — 2018

Welcome     2018 prose poem

Hail New Year ! The guest most honoured And welcomed with utmost cheer Around the world, everywhere ! With houses and homes all lit up And vibrant floral decors Sweet music floating in the air Mingling with laughter and cheer

Kaleidoscope, of the millenium.

Kaleidoscope, of the millenium. short poem

Guess what I am writing about? A strange phenomenon of recent times. Bright and Colorful, depicts interesting times… Takes off the monotony, a peep into lives… Success epics , someone’s frustrations galore, Wise ones’ words repeated, in circles of lore!

Terror Trail

Terror Trail short poem

Shedding the wholeness of negation you arrive: fear was sweeping the floor when smoke screen of love was hung on blue morning, you groped for a hidden coin, lost in the woods of mania. Distinguishing a chaste word, without thought,

Your eyes speak volumes

Your eyes speak volumes short poem

You come before me, my dream As morn comes in all its glory Smiling, blushing and mesmerizing Your eyes that hide a thousand feelings I espy them, read their message Some dark truth they seem to hold Veiled in smiles,

Religion As Philosophy

Religion As Philosophy prose poem

Great Maker beyond human knowledge. Our time is short. Our knowledge finite. Reality infinite. We struggle to understand. We create structure to make it so. We build and grow the best we can. It’s a struggle every day you know.

A Poem On International Yoga Day

A Poem On International Yoga Day prose poem

Yoga has been the core of Bharat Right from waking up to sleeping From a bath to a regular buffet, From sex to spirituality From birth to death Yoga plays an indispensable role Yoga is the heartbeat of the nation

The Moonlight Warrior

The Moonlight Warrior short poem

Darkness shrouds the dying day, turning everything still but the shadows, growing they are now the undead, gliding towards altars for their daily prey. The silence is just a blindfold, the night but an illusion, things unheard best left unsaid,

Satisfaction !?

Satisfaction !? long poem

A carrot, you’re nibbling, yes the carrot they give a radish painted red, but not very deep deceiving ourselves we’re enduring the taste. Lets pursue the real before it extincts. This is the life, live it man. This is the

Let Us Take Another Road

Let Us Take Another Road short poem

Let us take another road. The boundary was not clear between crime and pardon between disease and murder. The cleft in the ravines had hidden the rifles and landmines when we were busy in worshipping the rock face with folded

A Fallen Leaf And A String Quartet

A Fallen Leaf And A String Quartet prose poem

I find something beautifully heartbreaking about the sound of a string quartet playing in a minor key. As the first bow glides across the strings my heart moves in ways unknown to me. I close my eyes and imagine I

Childhood Days

Childhood Days short poem

I miss my dear friend and childhood days; Catching butterflies with sun’s rays. I miss your pulling my pony tail; Not doing homework and showing face pale. I remember your being punished for my sake ; Sharing even the last

Yours

Yours short poem

I want to be strong but I feel weak I want to be loved but I don’t love myself I want to be respected but I take advantage I want to be a leader but I continue to follow I

Ifs’ Of Life

Ifs Of Life short poem

What if I fail? Even if I am on top! What if I stumble? Even if I try! What if I fumble? Even if I practise! What if I surrender? Even if I am learning! What if I terminate? Even

Beyond Words

Beyond Words short poem

I searched in vain for the perfect word to explain to ensure it’s heard I searched and searched in the dictionary I ransacked all the vocabulary I dissected each word’s etymology But it seems it’s an impossibility some feelings can’t

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi)

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi) short poem

Fingers printed on face they offered apologies for the mudslide after the typhoon standing on the mound of twisted bones; the state had the right to trample and extinguish a bright flame, a meteor, streak of dissent only the sect,

Hymns Of Carnival

Hymns Of Carnival short poem

It walks in with the turn on of the city lights incoming of it helped the roadsiders to brighten their smiles. Presence of it turns the moonlight midnight to the shining dawn. Welcoming tune of it reveals the childhood amusement

Broken Apart

Broken Apart short poem

All my love and efforts baby, went away in vain How harshly you did it, left me here in pain People here say I am acting crazy And I feel, I’m going insane They haunt me, those cursed dreams With

The Girl in Red Sari…

The Girl in Red Sari... long poem

Heavens descended Agni, Varuna, Indra & Yama¹ lined up To witness a Swayamvar² Of a heart with a soul, A reunion on earth & a Meghdutam³ With a cloud as pen The universe as canvas Was asked to describe The

A Letter To Hurricane Irma

A Letter To Hurricane Irma prose poem

Dear Irma I have great respect for you as well as all who preceded and who will follow you. I have refused to take any of you for granted even though I have never experienced your presence. Even though we

The Royals Vs The Poet’s Realm

The Royals Vs The Poets Realm ballad

Of splendid thrones of gold or treasures manifold Of jewelled caskets or lavish banquets Of Emirs and rajahs Of Sultan and Shahs Of kings and queens Of rulers and emperors Of sparkling crowns or flowing gowns Of their subservient stewards

Beautiful Eyes

Beautiful Eyes long poem

Beautiful eyes Imagine falling in love with someone you have never seen. Would you give your heart away to a mystery? What if you could fall head over heels, do you think you would try? Or would you run away

I am Private

I am Private short poem

People use your business as a weapon, that’s why I’m a private person. I keep my thoughts in my head, so nobody can’t say that I said. I keep people at a distance, because too many people is an audience.

The Lost

The Lost short poem

The sighs of loneliness Did you hear not A life without wine and women Is bored Iaid the bar keeper with A sly grin, A star winked at my window Seeing my emptiness I sighed for the nostalgia I wonder

Daze

Daze short poem

Running scared, Look behind, A crazy man, That look in his eyes. He seems so driven, Is he from the past, Can’t stop to think, Gaining ground fast. Over a fence, Around hidden corners, Pursuing with madness, In the night

Commentaries — From April 4, 2014

Commentaries     From April 4, 2014 prose poem

though moo cho yars older, i (bovine cuddly name = hay4four at aol dot com), could feign 2b a frat house bro by undergoing a facial augmentation – despite lacking dough unlike the multimillionaires here in lower merion, where a

Cool To Be A 21st Century Haiku

Cool To Be A 21st Century Haiku short poem

Feels cool to be a 21st century haiku. Not bothered with others’ frowns, scoffs and sneers. Only concerned with widening some unseen folded petals of their hearts, lips and thighs. Softening their flowing molecules of love, making them feel their

A Late Understanding

A Late Understanding short poem

It was too late for me to understand, I thought while I ran my daily errands, It should have clicked me sooner, But alas, what is done is done, It’s too late and cannot be undone. Everyone wished things were

Home

Home short poem

when we were touching I was blushing from a blushing inner glow radiating from the depths of my soul no longer searching no longer alone for the first time in my life my heart has a home home is my

Etched In Sand

Etched In Sand short poem

Sweetheart… You were to meet me by the beach… At sunset I waited… And waited… To while time… In your thoughts, I sketched on the golden sand… Your portrait… And waited looking at the smiling lips etched on sand.. But…

Warning Bell

Warning Bell short poem

Gong ! Gong ! Gong ! There goes the bell, A sign of doom, Army of darkness from the hell. Run everyone run ! Run before you are dead, Before you witness your kin’s chopped off head. Gong ! Gong

The Ghost Of Mary Jane

The Ghost Of Mary Jane long poem

Tick tock goes the clicking clock As time goes by I hear a knock I get up and answer the door To find a woman her dress was torn She had a joint hanging from her lips I said come

The Search

The Search short poem

Within quadrants.. within transects… they divided the sky, they combed cirrus clouds, squeezed ripe cumulus dry. Within zones… within layers… they divided the sea, they netted frail salps, calculated densities in degrees. Within hypothesis within theories they divided the stars,

Some Prelude

Some Prelude short poem

There were, peels of ripples. Between. The tangled arguments. Then you start reading in the bumps; a cold blooded murder. Of poems? Serrated, when I lifted them from your bloody hands. No miracle. The animal survives, without water, air. You