Consentration Poems

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

Fixation

Fixation long poem

Conjunction, a simultaneous junction. A mouth with only one function. Complete and utter destruction. Grown up in a black holed suction. No protection. A personal reconstruction through words and action. Put an end to all distractions. Fixation. Concentration. Hate that

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Grown Up

Grown Up short poem

All our dreams are crushed, All our dreams are gone, Yet here we sit and yawn. Before we were small kids, Playing around like pigs. But here we are now grown, Silently missing home. Our bones are filled with arthritis,

The Quaint Cottage

The Quaint Cottage long poem

Off from the beaten path Near a roaring sea Stood a quaint cottage quite a mystery Green moss lined its border Lived a sophisticated woman who demanded order Sweeping always cleaning The soon she would discover No one dared to

This Is Not A Poem

This Is Not A Poem long poem

This is not a poem but a misunderstood flower, Lost on a platform where the trains only go into autumn. This is not a poem but a dilapidated city, Where no one will ever again remember to hum. This is

Evolution

Evolution long poem

When I was just a little girl Everybody told me I needed Jesus to save me But Jesus locked me in a cage Alone with all my hurt and rage And told me that he loved me Now my world’s

The Puppet Master

The Puppet Master short poem

the blue moon rises in the broken October sky a crooked smile crosses her face a tear in un-knowing eyes the puppet master pulls the strings the puppet seems surprised she dances in the moonlight in the yard where graves

Don’t Know

Dont Know short poem

You see me smiling You see me laughing To you I am carefree To you I have no worries. Sociophobia; you don’t know I fear the judgement of others I fear not fitting in I fear not being good enough.

Wanderer

Wanderer short poem

It was a taxidermal view thousands of fawns on the lake. Can you handle the die-off of the whole truth? I have nowhere to go. Genes are turning on, turning off. Bare hands holding the bruises. Hungry, but cannot eat

Windows

Windows short poem

An outlet to the magic world Through which we see wonder We see what we oblige to see You like , it doesn’t matter. Passing by the road is a gal As if come from nowhere A bunch of roses

The Big Bang Boom

The Big Bang Boom short poem

Space is occupied by space, strength and vitality, a sphere of activity where space is shaped. The mind is preoccupied by thought, identification of process and an abstract concept of time represented and labelled. Mind is a reflection of past,

Valentine

Valentine short poem

Your body in mud pack, in line of fire suddenly finds a lover. I was watching with concern. Cup of soul, lined with abrasive desires was empty. Do not go raging in the sea, to collect the salt. The pink

Dual Personality

Dual Personality long poem

Oh Man ! you exhibit your lone face outwardly but cleverly hide two more inwardly Outwardly you are seen to the naked Eye but your inward face often spins like two faces of the same coin without clarity You may

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens short poem

A life exists in the womb of Mother, Only pioneer of life, can’t be any other. After 9 months, she writhes in pain, And a new life world gains. Soon Mother’s pain dampens, And smiles surrounds thus, Happiness Happens. Crawling

O! Tree

O! Tree short poem

With roots wrinkled and parched, standing upright bluntly and lifelessly, And the green cloak being lost and you adore a thin skin of brown rusty bark falling in bits and pieces. The long chain of ants are seen no more

Where Did I Go Wrong

Where Did I Go Wrong short poem

Well you won my heart even tho it was hard for you to do Then you broke my heart after I had fallen madly Head over heels for you so I wonder was it me, did I Do something wrong…I

A Dream

A Dream short poem

In a far away land I met a man he spoke of things I never before had seen and places I never before had been sometimes I feel like I wish I could escape just me and my dreams in

It’s Ne’er Too Late…

It’s Ne’er Too Late… short poem

It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I’m Sorry’, It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I do’, It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I care’, You just need the courage to say it once. It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I

Your Shadow Fade Away Into The Stars

Your Shadow Fade Away Into The Stars prose poem

A difference in the style of the work More lines maybe less in an ordinary word. Still learning and grasping at my views like sounding like a thunder storm in early summer. A sun is shining like an image of

God Of Blessings

God Of Blessings short poem

Moon-scented I walk in dark to put me back in place, unwithered, opening the inner casket for a glow. Pleading not guilty after killings in bed, of affectionate kill of lies, a black widow romps around with a flag of

A Tapestry Of Collages

A Tapestry Of Collages short poem

Life is a beautiful collage, Of intricately interwoven, Threads of memories- A significance of Life! It furls and unfolds, As time ticks by, Patterns of astonishing beauty- With memories of Life. A mulled collage of different hues, Enticed to flutter

Dry Albedo

Dry Albedo short poem

Your scintillating albedo, enters my soul, Pouring your smell, splendid in dole, Love’s act of mime, in shadowy cloud, My soul speaks lie, seeking you aloud, Dreary your play, tests my patience, Your shadow forwards, your eclipsing cadence, Veiling the

Lord I Cry

Lord I Cry short poem

O my God, I cry in the day time I cry at night, I cry about the alcohol and drugs that has dimmed the light. I cry because I was told a horrible lie, that drugs and alcohol would make

You’re The Reason

Youre The Reason short poem

You’re the reason I breathe Life into the light You’re the reason I whisper Your name each time I pray You’re the reason I am a fighter Fighting for what rightfully mine You’re the reason I am a passionate lover

Strength

Strength short poem

Words don’t describe a man, so don’t the grades. The journey of a person may take him to the wildest way, We taste the flavor of every emotion, some with joy and some sad. oh! how much I wished I

Holi Special…

Holi Special... short poem

Holi Special… A special day, a special week, Neither I say nor do they weep, A period of celebration, a feeling of getting affection, Making good relations, in form of Benediction, Colours make pleasure in life, without it we can’t

Republic Day

Republic Day short poem

26th January is our Republic Day, India’s adoption of the democratic way. India founded its own constitution, Concluding its great revolution. Its a day of great victory, Narrating our grand history. Its the symbol of our unity, Despite the spectrum

What If We Were Brave

What If We Were Brave short poem

What if we were brave What is we dared to do all we wanted Would that be good Would that be bad It could be both It could be neither A choice would appear before us A choice between two

Caught In The Spider’s Web

Caught In The Spiders Web prose poem

I glued my eyes to the fluttering tiny insect As it buzzed across my ears with its noisome Tiny wing, flipping brilliantly against the Fading sunset on the western horizon They came diving like jets on a bombing run; Two

Futurity

Futurity short poem

The show is on. Sedition will play with death now. Deceitful black knives, white gloves. No hope, battle lines are drawn. The wasps are whirring at a furious speed stings ready to inject venom. Bronzed body, huge turbaned skull. Eyes

Mysterious Lady

Mysterious Lady long poem

It was like a lightening striking me and blinding me for a while when I first saw her approaching me Her electric presence was like impending pearl, like rain drops amidst her surroundings I dreamt of being with her in

The Twilight Zone

The Twilight Zone short poem

The day bleeds slowly, blots across the blackening sky, red drips into the nothingness, darkness overpowers the light; I fly back to my lonely nest, hunted by the crescent moon, only the stars offer me sight, I long to be

Inamorata:beat Of The Heart

Inamorata:beat Of The Heart ode

Lost under the spell you cast on me, Torment me with what was never meant to be, Don’t you see what I see It’s just that you love me. You’re beautiful,you’re mind is pure To a disease named love you’re

Beware Dear Girl Children!

Beware Dear Girl Children! short poem

Be ware of those hungry eyes and greedy hands of the neighboring uncles, distant brothers, teachers and unknown grandpas!! Your innocent hearts do not know the secret pleasures of these seeming elders in respectable guise. Their dark desire coils feverishly

Enigmatic

Enigmatic short poem

Spiral staircase, Damp wooden floor, Mighty spider’s shelter- an ominous grey cobweb, Flakes of wall Integrated the mansion. The landlord was superannuated from life Without taking his pension. The dark lonely aisle struggles To utter some bright stories, Throwing light

He Strums

He Strums ballad

He strums my heart away With each fleeting day Memories come in array Wish such moments were here to stay I wonder if it’s me or just his way! Should he stop I’d fall to dismay! Who knew fingers could

Like One Day’s Butterflies

Like One Days Butterflies short poem

Like one day’s butterflies We take flight from our shell And wandering nowhere Front of a window finally we dwell, Which opening a little lets us see Brief passion that doesn’t feed Like one day’s butterflies We grovel for years

Introspection

Introspection short poem

Why do I feel this searing pain That seems my very heat inflames And in the depths of silence hush It feels my soul with weight is crushed Yes, my mind does wonder far And seems my sanity does mar

Lake Song

Lake Song short poem

Nothing makes or breaks now. I will not know you on the lake. The clouds and shoreline shudder. There was no speck of endurance. The wind falls with agonizing thud. The dusk was hoisting the white waves. Time to make

Dirty Mirrors

Dirty Mirrors short poem

Life may mean anything to you, but I refuse, to become a utility. Come, let us face the death of time. We were whisked away, had taken a wrong turn, and when battle lines were drawn, the guns were not

B – girl

B   girl short poem

A girl walks through in the dark, Cumulonimbus suddenly blow with a big spark. Beings in the house, and animals under the tree. Others take their shelter in the busy road for free. Clouds roar and crowd of the rain