Competition Poems

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

Competition

Competition prose poem

Everywhere you look in the world people are competing for something But there must also be some room for people everywhere to be uniting At times competition brings us together Yet there are times when it makes us fight against

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Going For The Gold

Going For The Gold long poem

Well now and I’m Going for the Gold Not standing in the shadows Giving it my heart and soul Up the mountain, down the road New found determination, no Competition, first edition Not standing, not standing In the shadows ‘cuz

I Am In The Margin

I Am In The Margin short poem

I am in the margin! I am like her, she is like me But I feel, I am unlike her I speak well, she too speaks well But I feel, I am not audible I write pages, she too writes

Man Is Man’s Foe

Man Is Mans Foe short poem

Man is man’s foe, Woman is woman’s foe. But a child is a child’s pal. Innocent wins innocent – Knowledge defeats knowledge, Widens the gap between the wise men, Wrecking their heads, To satisfy their revenge! One that burns the

The Rat Race

The Rat Race short poem

I am taking part in a race-the rat race Where all that matters are marks and grades And all I gain is unnecessary tension. I am clueless when you ask me to apply my knowledge For what I have learned

The Never Ending Race.

The Never Ending Race. long poem

We are always a part of the race. The race to be everywhere. The race to be in the first place, The race to be here and there. Running behind time, Because it is always ahead of us. Running behind

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Repentance

Repentance prose poem

I was fed up of school for wearing uniforms and me eking out punishments from teachers I was dreaming of college life which I thought would be like a bird freely flying into the clouds and repented for being still

Mourning Of A Dead Body

Mourning Of A Dead Body long poem

Eighty Five years I lived in this world Throughout my life, I was thirsty for love and care But no one was ready to give me that love. Now I am dead and my body is lying in the Coffin.

The Appointment

The Appointment long poem

Naked in shade, feet tough as alligators even to the steel-belted shreds flicking at weed-tips, the male body knows little peace: it is either a machine for cocking and throwing, heaving emblem of a beast or a tub of sourdough

Feel The Miracle

Feel The Miracle short poem

This Life is a Gift… Live it, Feel the Miracle… Overcome the worries Undergo the troubles Take every moment, As a new struggle… This Life is tough… Challenge it, Feel the Miracle… Try all the New things Make yourself a

To School

To School short poem

We go to school every day. To learn, to read, write and play To learn what great teaching says Be honest, respect and obey To learn of the world by the map We have geography in every class We learn

A Dive Into Poet’s Mind

A Dive Into Poets Mind prose poem

The day I started writing poetry I stopped reading books As after that I started reading Many other things Like a person, birds and animals Sometimes I read trees, Sometimes a lake, Sometimes the whole nature My games have also

My Car My Bucolic

My Car My Bucolic long poem

The speed of my automobile exclusively Depends on the wheelman which earth born Crave where the passengers await it destination, Seeing an endless road ahead. Every four years is its renewal with the Hope of getting to the promise terra-firma

Progress With War

Progress With War long poem

The need of the hour is peace As the consequences of war are not like breeze Countries are grouping, so are the citizens Unity is strengthening, but, against other unions Deployment takes place to deplore another state The death of

Delhi

Delhi long poem

Delhi the mighty city, I love to hate, has withstood time and is steeped in history. With its harsh climate and its harsh reality it doesn’t give excuses, doesn’t sugar coat its being. With pride it says i have it

For My Successors

For My Successors short poem

I hope that one day this new generation which has access to the accumulated knowledge of almost every generation before will learn the pleasure of sitting outside on a warm summer’s night in near-perfect darkness and telling stories not in

The Traveller.

The Traveller. ode

Love, it’s not the first time that our eyes have met, Yet you show me nothing more than your yoga stretch, Hello swell who knows just as well that this ain’t no competition, Still you leave me forever baffled by

My Purpose

My Purpose long poem

We live in a world so focused to win, We see a person but don’t look within, We see a goal and strive right ahead, Missing out on the journey instead. Society says that we have to come first, Drink

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Ignition

Ignition short poem

Like a butterfly pinned in a collage, fluttering. Death makes a deal. I was appalled standing on the edge watching the withering body. The lake drowns me. Seagulls were waiting for a renaissance. It is not even midsummer. The planting

Come September And Sweet Heart

Come September And Sweet Heart long poem

Why don’t you remember? Remember again, Music of September, I still retain. We met in the greenery, A wet, lovely scenery, A teen age romance, The music and dance. Why don’t you remember? Remember again, Magic of September, Your shyness,

Pseudonym

Pseudonym short poem

Once in a lifetime each one of us need a Pseudonym, to discover our innate freedom of expression, vulnerability, for Loving without expectations… for Bringing out that Inner child in us, without being judged…. for expressing our inner fears hidden

Unknown Star

Unknown Star ode

The unknown star in the skies of solitudes Away from oddlands and vicious latitudes Only the nearest to moons of strangeness To mermaids of wonder and fairies of loneliness Why it silently mourns the silence.. The crowd of regrets their

After Receiving Your Hot Note

After Receiving Your Hot Note short poem

I think of this sunthundered afternoon when spiderling superheroes in sandwich boards “6.99 Any Pizza” at crossroads wave at transport as it passes. Sunlight is too bright for you like that redhead in black gladiator sandals and little grey dress

Unconscious Mind.

Unconscious Mind. short poem

I asked him what is it that you like in me He answered I wouldn’t say like I’d say I fancy you, You test me everyday And for us each day is a struggle But when it passes I am

Seclusion!

Seclusion! short poem

The weakened light Accustomed to patterns of darkness I saw the lie becoming Taking it all for granted The vows broken are many Something I lost forever now You left along the way Now there is no conclusion Indifference consumes

Thousand Ways

Thousand Ways prose poem

In love I learned a thousand ways to comfort this world, smiled and hugged blew kisses so warm , built inn and held caravan so long , brew tea, wrote words alive played music as every fibre of my being

Inner Pains

Inner Pains prose poem

Steaming pain, Timing pays, Hate these days, Sadness In my brain, Why is there pain, In my veins, This must be the day, I admit my sins, I can’t do much, I get yelled at a lot, I get bad

Pathophobia

Pathophobia short poem

Vast emptiness preceded him, when he stood inside a glass on road. Sun did not contradict him, light had entered back in stars. Failed fingers knocked out the magnet. There was no reason. Pain in neck neglected for long now becomes time,

Story

Story short poem

Our final moment draws near As we leave all behind Ending our story For a new beginning Each day spent Was a day wasted Until it comes down To the final sayings The last moment Before we end our journey

The Proud Peacock

The Proud Peacock short poem

I am the Peacock, the beautiful bride of the bird kingdom. I am in no doubt fairer than the cock for I dwarf its pride with feathers that stand-out. I am the Peacock who desires serfdom from the bird kingdom,

Sharing A Love Story

Sharing A Love Story short poem

When you knock on my doors with aurora of a dawn, I know you have come with the rosy showers, When you knock on my doors with aurora of dusk, I know you have come with sweet white flowers, My

Pave Your Own Path

Pave Your Own Path short poem

To be free Is to be me Without a care Do I dare? Would I run? To have fun? Would I flee To find me? No commands No demands No rules Away from fools “Don’t take a risk.” “Tsk, tsk,

Age No Bar…

Age No Bar... short poem

When age comes between You and your Prospects Choose Prospects Forget your age Which may be on the high side So many elders have done a lot Written a lot Gone to many places When such being the fact Why

Rough for me, please

Rough for me, please short poem

I don’t trust this calm, This serene state of now Clean and fair is fake, Bitter black holds my charm. Of course we’ll choose the light. Though I love you more on darker days. Burning, shining, crazed but real Pulling

How Blessed Are We

How Blessed  Are We short poem

Differ you may with my thinking For me it is the beautiful creation of God Lucky we should be To be within this beautiful world I waited for the sun to wake up And stand on top of the day

Behind These Bars

Behind These Bars short poem

Behind these bars my heart is full of pain behind these bars I’m alone and only I’m to blame for I have walked down the path of darkness for so many years now behind these bars I sit with eyes

Kissing Caldrons

Kissing Caldrons short poem

Putting the fire in mouth as a last rite he readied himself for the onslaught of questions, who will attack like leeches, the blood sucking parasites. It was a bizarre coalition of love between kissing cousins. The knifing will continue

Mortal Tears

Mortal Tears short poem

You know how much am tired of fake praise This pain of mine seems never to erase When I found you suppressed deep in fear Last night I only tried to wipe your tears How hard it was to realise

The Sentinal

The Sentinal short poem

The first time that I pass the old man in the rock… I am young, few years off the teat The road winds through the pass, of green and black I glide, a passenger on a ferry with wheels Nike

Everlasting

Everlasting short poem

It only took a few months for them to truly understand. That life can end so quickly. So they now walk hand in hand. It only took a single glance for them to fall in love, But no one knows