Conditions Poems

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

National Highway 31 A

National Highway 31 A ode

Stranded between the faces of a coin, Despair and lost around landslide jolt of the Highway, At the place where I shouldn’t be, With a hustle I grabbed a taxi from Siliguri, I was coming back home from an intense

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Poetry Contest – Happiness Happens! (No Entry Fee)

Poetry Contest   Happiness Happens! (No Entry Fee) news and updates

We promised you a ‘Happy’ surprise and here we are with our next contest – “Happiness Happens!“. And truly so for happiness is not a destination, it is a journey and we would like to be your co-travelers on this

The Other Woman

The Other Woman short poem

I am the other woman in your life Others may say I am that another woman in your life You dedicated your name, your fame and your life to the one you married, to your loving wife She came early

Unwanted

Unwanted long poem

She came into this world with a healthy loud cry. She was so very excited but, things looked awry. There were no happy smiles to greet her arrival., She had no clue, she had caused such upheaval. She was not

Invoking The Rain Gods

Invoking The Rain Gods prose poem

Come month of May And the sultry summer is here With all its fire and fury In full swing . Like an unwanted guest It arrives with no invitation And continues staying unduly Despite the hosts’ displeasure . Equipped with

Love And Lust

Love And Lust long poem

A miserable hospital scene, with shouts and painful sobs, With fractures, wounds and injuries of various calamities, And my friend, one among them, cancerous, with no hope, Not weeping, but talking and laughing, as he was, years back, In our

Forward In The 60’s

Forward In The 60s prose poem

In the rural South, sometimes life was cruel Robbery from the poor was legal, via dirt cheap labor In all practicality, one could say that we were going backwards In the North, city life was fearful and dangerous I was

A Condition Called – Love

A Condition Called   Love short poem

It happens with everyone, And it happened with me too, Someone with a cute smile walked in my life, Now all my dreams started to woo I know him by face, by chats, by his voice, How lucky I am

Lessons For The Evening

Lessons For The Evening long poem

Good evening, class. Tonight we will discuss the urban environment of American cities, the neighborhoods, hoods & enclaves Of a collection of people, some who step carefully over glass- covered sidewalks & play in Needle-filled parks, who avoid the homeless

Keep Faith

Keep Faith short poem

Behold, a new world awaits, With promises of a better future…! But the road is not so easy, With turbulent seas as a gift from nature…!! You’ll either learn to survive, Even in the harshest of conditions…! Or will perish

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body ode

I apologize the Sun did not rise my side of the Earth. Else I would have invited you into my house And we would have drunk white wine with ice by the fire place. Know you not the absence of

Coward

Coward short poem

Many a times I came back from the line of control They took the road of fear and crossed the enemy camp I tried to find peace in counting stars The day you put out the fire in fear of

Evicted

Evicted short poem

I’ve lived in your heart for three years. My payments were always before time. If I made too much noise I assure you I didn’t know. My foot steps are often loud, the neighbor beside me keeps his music up.

Why?

Why? prose poem

Why do we suffer? What’s the point? People are born with terrible conditions, live lives of torment and pain. Die painful horrible deaths. Why? Why would a God created such conditions? To teach us lessons? Seems cruel I think. Wouldn’t

There Will Be Days

There Will Be Days prose poem

Today I met a stranger, he was nice but his thoughts were dangerous. But he seems to be nice. Let me tell you what he Said to me about the future The man says; There will be days, When our

Ode To The Gone

Ode To The Gone ode

The bushes, I remember, have been there in the tales of my love! The breath, the tears, and the aura of virgin forest – The art, the sighs, the darkness, the motorcycle, the roads, the unending journeys, have been there!

Ode To The Gone

Ode To The Gone long poem

The bushes, I remember, have been there in the tales of my love! The breath, the tears, and the aura of virgin forest – The art, the sighs, the darkness, the motorcycle, the roads, the unending journeys, have been there!

Dreams – Desire – Passion – Ambition

Dreams   Desire   Passion   Ambition long poem

Relax and wait for a while Wait for quite sometime Wait until the next moment in time Let the next moment in time be a thing of past Wait until that point in time Once that happens, then proceed towards

Enough

Enough long poem

Do the work- just do the work I agreed and began early to do the work- make art- create beauty Allow the inspiration to flow- act on it and manifest my vision of heaven Even if it is abstract. In

Travel By Armchair

Travel By Armchair ode

Forever amazed of what is happening in the world today Glaring eyes at sights, ears pricking to what people say Many events enlighten us, interesting plethora of choices Variety of feelings comes within, focused on telling voices Becoming more learned

Nasty World

Nasty World ballad

The innocent and lovely creatures are crying, crying bitterly every moment, For their beauty is their curse; One can not listen to the cry, As it is disgracefully buried by the devils in the inaccessible depth of the secret world,

Spread Your Wings

Spread Your Wings short poem

Born into a world full of complex conditions, an ever changing tangled web of confusing contradictions. To live; to thrive; to barely survive oppressive commands from the central hive. When the ashes settle; when no chill breezes blow, only then

Thieves In Suits

Thieves In Suits prose poem

Morning by morning, They plough the road From east to west Knowing not where they head They take not a cue From the words of Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, “We move neither to the east nor west but we move forward”

How to make the pyramid of relationships.

How to make the pyramid of relationships. prose poem

Take two conditions. Place them facing each other. Join them at the tip. Make another similar pair. Place it adjacent To the previous pair. Join at the base. Then connect both the tips By placing another condition, On the top.

The Divine Promise

The Divine Promise prose poem

November 9, a stroke again in her life, The broken phone lying near the bed, her eyes filled with tears, a blade in her left hand and bleeding fingers of her right hand, all spoke the same story of betrayal.

Love

Love long poem

Three words that makes one flutter Three words that worth a million I say that is love Life without love is a pain to bear, But when you attain it is a joy to share It changes a man’s life

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The Beggar’s Bowl

The Beggars Bowl short poem

From dawn to dusk The great beggar used to move from door to door, He was tireless in his motion, People poured plenty of corns into his big bowl And offered their spontaneous love and affection, The journey never seemed

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

Wives’ Conference

Wives Conference prose poem

Oh, my husband, he is too soft, giving everything, I ask, but not trusting me, keeping all savings, himself, And asks, “what is money for, am giving all that you need”; That’s not right, am wounded and so, don’t like

The Occasional Traveler

The Occasional Traveler short poem

This is a poem of male roads. It starts with an ordinary road made up of daily traffic plus the occasional traveler impulsively joining the regulars. Unlike them he cannot calculate whether or not it is worth such risk. The

Mute Longing

Mute Longing short poem

The earth’s shadow thrusts its fangs into the flesh of the moon, yet the moon remains silent, bleeding the heavy light over the waters. It wounds me; its muteness – I would like to hear it yelling as howls the

A Brief Encounter

A Brief Encounter short poem

I’ve waited all week to again see your face To smell your perfume during lovers embrace Hold your hand gently stare into your eyes I whisper I love you the truth never lies We look at each other with longing

My Bi-polar Wife

My Bi polar Wife prose poem

When she wakes I’m either filled with joy or my heart aches but mostly the latter. I wait to see her response to me a smile? a sad look? I try to keep ahead to expect what comes i should

The Happiest Boy In The Universe

The Happiest Boy In The Universe long poem

I love today. What a beautiful day! The Sun is up. The birds chirping away. Today, I’ll share my smile, I’ll share my wave. I’ll share my laughter and how to be brave. I clap my hands and sing and

Season’s Change

Season’s Change short poem

When the debate between temple versus state was heating up, death was passing through a green field. A nervous embrace of solatium was unstable. A heap of flip-flops could not hold steady, little poems fluttering in the heart. Was it

Conclusion

Conclusion short poem

So long all my comrades here all comes to an end Fitting to seek absolution for lapses I didn’t intend Trudge deemed eternal was fleeting in contrast It slipped past so rapidly not much long did it last Rues a

Failure

Failure short poem

You seemed to be in hurry for getting a success You wanted to get happiness right now, but failure seized your mind and made it unable to access. Now, you are in despair away from your dream Once you were

Lonely Planet: Part Three

Lonely Planet: Part Three long poem

11 There is living after death, there is death before life, Ordinary living which is in scrambles of destituteness, Destituteness of idealism, of knowledge meaningful, of utter candidness. Dull realities of weeds, weeds of rampant ignorance, averment Of void words,

Birthday

Birthday short poem

The decline of the Seventh of May My world was forever changed Oh I will always remember that day The world revolved slowly on an axis until you came Now father time will not delay despite my pleas Please remain,

Obituary To School Children Killed In Pakistan

Obituary To School Children Killed In Pakistan short poem

Stalking death, pale faced Invaded the gods’ nest Turning it into the valley of dead In loving company of blind sense. Nations awake, staring to each other with surprising faces Smelt the blood of innocents, tiny faced, Embarking upon tolling