Communism Poems

Communism poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of communism poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on communism are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Bulgaria

Bulgaria prose poem

The grafitti marked the new beginning The rubble in the streets A telling symbol of political decay A girl crosses the street A new way on the other side An outstretched hand calling for democracy I see vestiges of propaganda

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For Crystal Lee Braddock

For Crystal Lee Braddock elegy

I never really liked you Like an orange thrown at a wall Impacting then falling straight to the floor So composed and cool I wanted to be you or build a shrine I’d let you sleep on my pillow to

Yrteop

Yrteop long poem

born in chains I could not see, heart was pure and mind still free, but as the time had passed me by, I noticed love and peace say bye… I read; without a shadow of a doubt, I wrote; beyond

Movements

Movements short poem

you bring pink roses everyday from nowhere with an oblique smile, some questions have remained unanswered when I plunge in silence you won’t stop talking anger is its own failure for breaking the door where was the need for honour

Check It Out

Check It Out short poem

Bitter gourd Tastes bitter — How do you know? Are you so gullible? You believe everything That you are told? Or, Did you check it out For yourself? Tomorrow Somebody might say That bitter gourd is sweet! Then, What Will

Conglomeration Of Two Souls

Conglomeration Of Two Souls short poem

Oh My Love, though we are individually two our hearts have mingled to become one I have nothing more in my possession to surrender to you as you have snatched away both my body and soul making me a non

Sojourner

Sojourner ballad

Come!Come My soul traveler tired and weary Come, sit with me under this ancient tree. unburden and rest your journey’s over Come lie down under this spreading tree. Ah!you tell me you were too young and the days were short

Deepavali

Deepavali short poem

DEEPAVALI( a festival of light) Brace towards the D-day Deepavali is on the Way Get ready to blast away varieties of crackers all the way Take care to shy away from crackers which burst away Lit Eye catching flower pots

Garden

Garden long poem

Sometimes we hide If you ask us where We go It is likely we will tell you In the summer it is a garden of hope It is a garden of blossoms It is a garden of light It is

Words Of Encouragement

Words Of Encouragement long poem

If you’re going through one of those days, when you feel like there’s no hope, raise your heart up to Jesus. You are BEAUTIFUL even though you may not think so. You are precious in God’s eyes. And when Satan

Poo Bear

Poo Bear short poem

Dear Poo bear: You mean the world to me never thought I’d ever date you never thought you would’ve cared so much but sometimes you make me think about the choices I’m making. Tell me that everything is going to

God Is Love Do We Understand

God Is Love Do We Understand prose poem

It is not what we say it is what we do are we showing love, me and you? We say God is love but do we know what that means if we say God is love..love needs to be seen

Everybody has a story

Everybody has a story short poem

Everybody has a story, ’tis writ in every face the lines etched, deep as the wrinkles of age.. . Everybody has a story, be it early or late, a life being lived has a tale to relate.. . Everybody has

Journey To Another Landscape

Journey To Another Landscape long poem

I was left behind in the real world With all its possible embodiments The ends of which are purely ideological And only relevant when necessary Even so, being has its comforts Namely that I live within my skin A personified

Mind

Mind short poem

Mind acts funny It is in Ecstasy on positive thoughts It is in Agony on negative thoughts It is in static without any thoughts Every moment mind is in action Life’s Ups and downs have direct effect on Mind Too

Visit To Temple

Visit To Temple short poem

When the mind is happy when the mood is upbeat when the purse is full when the family is in tune when the friends encircle Then Life appears delightful A visit to the temple is just a formality God appears

A Poem From Mud Poetry By Doug Jackson

A Poem From Mud Poetry By Doug Jackson elegy

And with a gust of defeat; the future seems familiar. Has the oneness forgotten about me? The interconnectedness of futile Embellishments followed by straights of garbage, lack-luster trash, soul-less sirens of shit-laced spines, irrelevance, trains without brakes. Exposure, death, the

Zombie.

Zombie. ode

No more to live in earthly mould, Though siblings not bereft ? Despair in me did clasp its hold, My spirit long since left. No funeral pyre, no gaping clay, Not one sad mourning tear, No blood red rose, nor

Fatal Hero

Fatal Hero prose poem

In a small town lived a small boy, who kept wooden swords and guns as toy… ‘Coz he wanted to be a hero and save people, and waited (to be a hero) till his teenage wore purple… But still he

Dark Force

Dark Force short poem

It gathers, always been here. Waiting within. Pushing to control. Finding a home in some. Fighting those it can’t control. Weakness, exploits, control, power. Power/technology enough now to control the world. Insidious it hides it waits for global domination.

Failing Artist/Writer

Failing Artist/Writer long poem

Has failure accepted me Or have I accepted it? I have written and painted, But have slid a bit. My paintings gain dust In my quiet studio, The poetry contest? I still do not know. I do not wish to

Voyage To The Bottom Of This…

Voyage To The Bottom Of This... ballad

Prevaricated Forth Write Declaration! As most every girl and boy taught back in the day, or more recently going to Zerns, a golden age of story telling, when rapt listening ears willingly leant eager attention to a riveting speaker such

The Secret

The Secret short poem

It’s a secret Not for the Loathsome For if they knew exactly what to do They will vilificate it Written in code Only in pictures like a puzzle All you have known Was don’t believe what you see or hear

Neerja Bhanot

Neerja Bhanot prose poem

She sacrificed her life , She alone saved those 359 lives . As fear gave her courage , Her inner soul was encouraged . She stood firm , when the time was hard . She never decided to step back

Enchantment

Enchantment short poem

Walking Summers dusky haze I glimpsed her golden hair Her femininity attracts my eye Her graceful gait I espy Barefooted she stands Long white dress so pure Fair Complexion healthy and kind Her looks encapsulate my mind Butterflies flutter by

My Divine Faith…

My Divine Faith... short poem

When I am scared and lost, Help me find my way back home. When my heart is in search of some hope, Be my shelter in the storm. When I am too tired to walk across the bend, And not

That Feeling

That Feeling short poem

Amazing, immaculate, magnificant, Words that can even come close to explaining, The plains, the realms, the worlds, The places I’ve experienced and visited with you, Sitting, laying, staring, holding and waking These moments, I cherish, I look forward to All

The Pebbled road beneath

The Pebbled road beneath short poem

The pebbled road beneath my feet feels fresh, The calluses account for the miles they have tread. The path contours my tiny feet, Running patter towards the country fair. Rushing into the mangrove, I feel the wet grass tickle my

Prometheus? Mon Frere? ?

Prometheus? Mon Frere? ? short poem

Why you think of reversing the wheels when life has stopped moving? The time has fled from your hands and settled on the body of death. You are not intact and whole inside. Where the path betrayed us? Broken windows

Now And Then

Now And Then short poem

it happens now and then a mother begs for her child and bleeds inside down there in the abyss in dirt and smoke you say it is ugly and turn your eyes to the Indian rollers in flight showing the

House Of Eden, Forbidden Door

House Of Eden, Forbidden Door prose poem

Walking through my House of Knowledge I came upon a door. The words that ran across the top I had not read before. “Because I love you, you must not go behind this door, I beg you so. This house

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

Chess

Chess short poem

The money and the power, like hand in glove, ruling the world from ivory towers, above. Like pawns on a chessboard we follow commands, coolly manipulated by cold corporate minds. They reap the harvest that they bought with our souls,

Deserted Wasteland

Deserted Wasteland short poem

Life invades the truth. Who cares? The night was thin, my eyes will search for stars. Now pain travels, backward from a smile? A myth unfolds the terror, of infinite tomorrows, an escape from the eternity? We will die, only

A Criminal’s Conscience

A Criminals Conscience short poem

His mind was cultured for vicious activities, His passion criminal perfections and dual identities, His soul lingered on malicious immoralities, His goal to torture and destroy individualities. He stood on the gateway with a loaded gun, He opened the gate

Wanderer

Wanderer short poem

Pander to the broken once more shall you see, the changes made, Above the mighty Stereo Surrendering, only to ignite streams to pour From the fountain of the Infinite Well. Oh! allow such splendor to splash upon a page Aplomb!

Fluting

Fluting short poem

Time unleashed from ferrum becomes pain like a palm moon. A tableau vivant was gliding on the road. It was a night of rage. A frozen scene undulates the history of fire in the eyes of a flute. Who was

Three Stanzas Inspired By Francis Bacon

Three Stanzas Inspired By Francis Bacon short poem

I painted a pitted brick wall whitewashed it with a sable round brush size 0 blotting out my memories in every rough pit a map of hell surely torture and death can’t last forever grinding lime tasting sweat snowblind I

Reason In Emotion

Reason In Emotion short poem

With you a kiss is a way of veneration- for timeless togetherness in a religion! Sworn to live and die in devotion- So to hell with rebellion! A touch from you is a culmination- Of all that needs no second

By The Time I Find My Words

By The Time I Find My Words short poem

By the time I find my words It is time for you to say good night, It is time for you to put the children to sleep, It is time for you to switch off the kitchen lights. By the