Collaboration Poems

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

With Mr. Jones (collaborations—’11)

With Mr. Jones (collaborations—11) short poem

(Line for line… tit for tat.) 1. My house is kind of small —but bigger than my kitchen And in my kitchen there’s a lamp —that’s bigger than my fist Please don’t touch the dog’s food bowl —only I touch

Poems containing references to : Collaboration

Uncelebrated Valentines

Uncelebrated Valentines prose poem

(A collaboration with Gene) In dark melancholy’s mire a heart’s forlorn canoe paddles through the dense grief floating on the surface clutching like vines, sticks like Val Des ooze, pulling me under. Listening to the ghostly music coming from the

Creativity Elevated:

Creativity Elevated: short poem

To the spiritually motivated And the highly educated Da Vinci code breakers CSI couch potatoes Murder she wrote Chance takers These rhymes between these lines May be not sophisticated An abuse of poetic freedom This pensome content speculated An artistic

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City

City short poem

This is the place, a city average Where he frequents. Here lies another memory lurking on A fairy of delight, lived as a lovely lass. Now it is his place of work Where destiny brought him alike A fading odour

His Life. His Death.

His Life. His Death. short poem

Like the dew of the morning brings And takes away at dawn The bliss and the joy of what was created at night, he too, when he chose to get the cords pulled, did not blink to think twice about

Nights in a cupboard

Nights in a cupboard short poem

There’s a halogen moon outside my window There’s an aluminum cat on the road There’s a transparent building that casts a shadow and that’s the saddest of them all. I’m wearing a belt of teardrops And a crown of grey

Under The Shadows

Under The Shadows short poem

Looking around for a loop of light, a captive throws out his trove of litter and ask for a right to be killed. This was question hour of your conscience. Who would now act as on executioner? Anybody who has

To Whom This May Concern

To Whom This May Concern short poem

It’s coded in war games: Bombs will have the enemies’ names Etched on them, synonymously And anonymously; For worse false or better true Bombs know neither me nor you And so have not recourse To feel pity or remorse; Bombs

Silence

Silence long poem

When there is nothing and no one else, there is Silence… The one companion who is but a thought away. In the midst of every strife, in all of one’s traumas or the most peaceful or joyful times, the moment

Changing Facets Of Stone

Changing Facets Of Stone short poem

No one saw in those hands the stone But people propagate that he pelted apparently kept mum on my stumbling but water springing from fountain says cried stone stone will never clash with the irony emotions of love For clashed

Silence….

Silence.... long poem

If you’ve listened close to silence, I’m sure that you’ve heard, The gentle constant ringing, In the space between two words. When you really pay attention, You find it’s not just in your head, But instead in the whispers of

When Life Meets Death

When Life Meets Death short poem

In the tropical section of the Earth. There stays a period, Brimful of sufferings and pain. That tends to seek, Any and all drop of blood . Then the time has chosen a turn, And brought in a moderate silence,

Conceivable

Conceivable short poem

Must one speak with gratitude? For my eyes fail to see. Must the heart keep tempo? I can hear the wind cease. I taste the morning dew But feel no solace. I feel the window close But touch my destiny.

The Ruined Man

The Ruined Man short poem

You say you are at war You say you are battle worn You say you have gone all dark All weary and filled with scorn You say she took your life away You say you are left with nothing at

Him And Her

Him And Her short poem

As I stare into his eyes, my heart beats crazy fast. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Her eyes sparkle, like the stars above us, as her gaze makes my heart

Death

Death short poem

I don’t turn my tears away because it never comes without reason. It follows my footsteps and digging my pains, those are rains streaming from eyes as rain falling from the sky on earth. I am afraid of darkness No

Rupestrian

Rupestrian short poem

My happiness ends here , on a Sunday’s evening after the cross atop the church’s steeple becomes cooler after this bright red sunset there will be no more painless, careless,fearless moments the asphalt is empty and dull for my soles,it’s

Paradox Of Comparisons

Paradox Of Comparisons short poem

People who live all their lives observing others often amuse me.. Here is a poem to such… A happy neighbor causes such to go green, A sad neighbor may easily be demeaned… A rich neighbor may be the one in

A Riddle

A Riddle long poem

Whom should I believe in this life? For me, life itself is a betrayal Whom should I help? I am also helpless Whom should I give love I also need love Whom should I blame for anything? Blaming can not

Fantasy Love

Fantasy Love short poem

There was a boy.. and.. there was a girl… The boy was a Panther chasing wild dreams… The girl was a deer, dreaming mild love… He was roaring on a bright day in the mountains of cloudy world… She was

Ghosts from the past

Ghosts from the past short poem

I came across a dusty cupboard, Wiped it clean, It was a solid teak structure, With a beautifully carved frame. The cupboard held many ghosts, From my recent past, A tattered book of verses, A hand note of love, now

Greying Streets

Greying Streets short poem

Greying streets whisper cold dust, a different time Their utterance echoes,carves on my glass mind. They hush a hymn so soft, it dangles like innocence, from an old child. I, an antique vase made to their design. Greying streets whisper,

The Heart Of A Male Romantic

The Heart Of A Male Romantic short poem

The heart of a male romantic expresses his feelings born from his own pen rather then purchased in a card He is moved to comfort the one who holds his adoring gaze He will make her feet float softly on

Shine On

Shine On long poem

I know it’s hard, I know it’s rough. To put the bottle down and say that’s enough.Just one more sip, it’s all I need. Feeling like shit, it’s hard to breathe. Violently shaking, I start feeling sick. Body silently aching.

Natural Born Winner

Natural Born Winner short poem

When you feel the rain as it hits your flesh, or feeling a sharp pain within your chest. Words can cut, words can destroy, thats how words are felt when you are a boy. When I became an adult my

Journey of a Dew Drop

Journey of a Dew Drop short poem

Nature places it in the lap of the green It takes peaceful slumbers in the loving arms of a leaf The morning light beautifies it…… At last, it encounters death When the bright rays of sun burns its delicate surface

Aint Know Mountain High Enough

Aint Know Mountain High Enough short poem

The first time I looked up, I said wow can this be done? I had to climb this mountain where its top was above the sun. First reaction was “impossible”, but I had to try, either overcome this obstruction or

The Devil’s Wrath

The Devil’s Wrath short poem

My knees scrape the floor of my room. As I remember the wrongdoing I committed. And now the devil is here To punish me for my sin. Anger had corrupted this angel, Turned her skin blood red. Her voice was

Withdrawal Symptoms ( Arabic Love Poems)

Withdrawal Symptoms ( Arabic Love Poems) long poem

Before going , the despair suffocates our love and pumps depression doses in kisses In our addiction We lived together the brightest eras of love The addict lovesick was attacked by infection After the end of love I gave up

Time

Time short poem

Tick Tock Tick Tock Hickory Tickory tock Benevolence is the creature Amidst of all Time is not a river of mystery precisely present, future & history Time is mighty watches over us The abstract deity records and focus Time is

Another Untitled Poem

Another Untitled Poem short poem

It was a slow day, So, I pondered on the past… Life is not a child’s play, Not all the good things last..! Where I thought I’d be, On the pinnacle of fantasy… But now that I look at me,

Runaway

Runaway short poem

How could it not be sickening When I see your countenance? The shadows, They’re hunting me; I’ve given my heart and my soul. Like a vulture, It just couldn’t satisfy them yet. How gallantly agonizing, To leave oneself in fear.

What Is Love?

What Is Love? short poem

What is Love? Is it the thing that keeps us going? Is that the reason the Earth spins? Why can it deceive and manipulate but feel so amazing? Makes me feel like the world is in my control Like all

A two way mirror

A two way mirror short poem

          Brimming with tears I see him yonder His smile, a magnet that draws and yet his armour that repels against a cruel world. Recall his pain and anger through my tears his fears, maybe sometimes

Of words and meanings

Of words and meanings short poem

Of words and meanings Of lives and then some A word spoken. A new life with no end. A new piece of soul. Ice, fire or water – coexisting anomalies. Some words scar lives. Some heal them. Some words draw

Childhood Memories

Childhood Memories short poem

Climbing trees, And the warm summer breeze. Watching bugs on the ground creep, While everyone’s asleep. Spicy village chicken curry, Living each moment without a worry, And watching ants scurry. The fragrance of fresh blooms, The clouds closing in before

The Score

The Score short poem

I have thoughts, ideas. They well up from within. We all have thoughts, ideas, welling up from who knows where. Many unique, having meaning. Unique meaning. Our world, all around, pulsating with such thoughts, ideas. Bubbling in a cauldron, mixing,

By The Deep Blue Sea

By The Deep Blue Sea short poem

The sea is filled with water With high and low tides When we go near it We feel that we are in paradise. The warmth of the sand touching the feet The feel of the breeze with a welcoming greet

The Unsung Song Of A Lanky Lass

The Unsung Song Of A Lanky Lass short poem

Like the chameleon which changes it’s color with the aura So was she, her beauty changed with her mood She was hurt by men And never wanted to love She hated love and then Never wanted to speak to men

The Moth

The Moth short poem

Velvety fur so soft and smooth, Brown wings of hope clinging to the truth; It’s hirsute body glowing in the plethora of the fire, The moth flies an inch closer; Wings of fire, it still flies, An evanescent memory of