Consequence Poems

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

Action Equals Consequence

Action Equals Consequence short poem

Today I think I shall stay in my bed, Nothing accomplished, step back instead. No time to eat so I’ll eat on the go, Binge all day long but nobody knows. Petrol is low but I’ll take the chance, Roadside

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Comic Life

Comic Life prose poem

We were always meant to be “SEEKERS”. The true joy of explorations dwells deep within the soul of a man. It is an instinct you cannot ignore as it is the only dream that is real. An Unveiling of a

When

When short poem

When anger erupts demon appears human disappears When tears trickle hatred vanishes sympathy arrives When misunderstanding occurs friendship cracks trust brakes When health deteriorates wisdom dons desire to live enhances When success is achieved Ego sets in respect to others

How Dreams Become Lost

How Dreams Become Lost short poem

As I sit here alone with my thoughts and my fears, suffering the consequence of those bought social sneers, I can’t help but embrace the judgement from peers. A reality so true; I’m nothing more than a broken old gear.

Love Sonnet 113

Love Sonnet 113 sonnet poems

That song, so sweet, sweet music to my heart, Has played so many times to my delight, Or countless since the time my daydreams start, As they persist to also drone each night; It might occur that such a tune

The Harrowed Heart

The Harrowed Heart long poem

Only those with the wisest minds -the oldest eyes, remember the days of love truly lost. The woman with the rage speckled iris, the man with the world-heavy curved spine, Holding aloft thy heads as the wisping breaths of each

Step Off The Cliff

Step Off The Cliff prose poem

step off the cliff that’s the fool artist’s life- abandon all hope ye who enter here- what? no audacity? the monster gentrification approaches- wild-eyed- sniffing- is it canine- is it feline? step off the cliff simon says take twelve steps-

Even should Lawrence expiate the pity

Even should Lawrence expiate the pity long poem

Even should Lawrence expiate the pity Describe in metaphor as he will the fig and snake None of this is as anything to this Two centuries later exceeding the equal of the take I mean, what goes through your mind

Just Believe

Just Believe long poem

An innocent face redness in eyes wild tresses made more wild by the blowing wind a pained expression smile that is lost laughter like a brook lost somewhere for now lost she looks incapable she calls herself torn by love

On Love And Life In Redoubt

On Love And Life In Redoubt elegy

This life takes that which may be taken and avows that Which is without comprehension, Embodiment unreasoned, seeking purpose, it Navigates with pain and pleasure, Yet not with both in equal measure, rather as season dictates Upon which emotions soar

God We Blame You

God We Blame You prose poem

GOD we blame you for the evil that we do. Why don’t you keep coming to our rescue, just wipe it all away, make everything new, so the crazy and foolish things we can continue to do, then maybe, we

History

History short poem

Focused on burgundy palms as the age blinks, you start distressing on a unipolar pinnacle, biting the nails. The road absorbs the horizon. Perched on a controversial tree the birds break into small events to reach the grass roots. A

Johnny walker

Johnny walker short poem

Transient is the word am neither here nor there don’t feel this nor that neither cold nor warm. Traversing through the spectrum and yet not latching on, bygones are bygones learning to look forward. Nothing to look back at caught 

Who Is A Person?

Who Is A Person? short poem

What is a person Is he his emotions The sound of his voice Or the consequence of his choice The wrong he has done Or the poeple he love Is he what his actions suggest him to be Or is

Computer Simulation

Computer Simulation short poem

Some say we live in a computer simulation. A simulation run by others further along. Our sentients is just as real as theirs. “I think therefore I am.” If this is true, what do we do? Some interesting possibilities could

Imperfect Present

Imperfect Present short poem

Priests of cave temple go to sleep. Street urchins drink the thinner, eat nail polish, crushed lizard for a kick and then go without food for three days. The valley burns. Of what consequence? Sting of truth overreaches. Another committed

A Wall Of Dragon’s Teeth

A Wall Of Dragons Teeth short poem

From the edge of a green valley I stood Looking into the abyss of a fate So dark I could not see what issue would Prevail in my life, not anticipate The consequence that would follow the choice I felt

The Radiant Alien

The Radiant Alien long poem

I was a high-ranking official In the United States Army; Any further details Would surely come back to harm me. I must remain anonymous Or else face the consequence; But you would not believe What — who — has come

Unto My Sister

Unto My Sister short poem

I am terribly shocked and remorseful My sister, can’t help than weeping at your ill-fate Transcending self to a passive onlooker Or to the role of an unmindful passenger With torn heart, tied hands, and bleeding eyes All finding acutely

Numbers

Numbers short poem

They are treated as mere numbers of human consequence, dotted ubiquitously on the front pages of tabloids and newspapers. They are figures that scatter my article weekly- seemingly just another number that the eyes will so casually scan over. Sometime

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Lifting

Lifting short poem

Again the panic grips. Clones from the frozen cells of rot-scented rafflesia growing in abundance. Huge pitchers are swarming the landscape. You walk into the trap. The lid falls, blocks the way out and sharp spikes pierce through you, so

Oceanic Heart

Oceanic Heart short poem

There is poetry in the, Heart of the ocean, A longing in the soul, To be enfolded in its waves, As they create a ripple, Of pulsating thrill in me. A calming tranquility, Fascinating wondrous hues, Magnetic is the attraction,

Prizefight

Prizefight short poem

Time zone had become acidic. Wear the chador softly. Moon is coming out. Down rushing stillness croons. Someone is going to outwit the night. A night bird weighs the wind. Why do you stand alone? Desires will come relentlessly. The

War

War short poem

Having love in our hearts and intelligence has been able to change things that no war has By making us see for ourselves how wars are always so dirty And end up in the unnecessary deaths of so many of

Seeing Is Believing, Yet To Feel Is Most Sublime

Seeing Is Believing, Yet To Feel Is Most Sublime long poem

There are those who see nothing in every sunrise And those who see emptiness in loving eyes, They see only the water yet never the sea I just wish they would stop and take heed of my plea, Sunrises need

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

The Clown

The Clown short poem

Long, long ago there was a bustling town Among whose inhabitants was a funny clown. Whenever he saw a face with a frown He would set upon a mission to bring a smile And to give a new meaning to

Our Beliefs

Our Beliefs prose poem

…are as varied as they are inconsequential. All struck on a speck of a place, in a speck of time. Our very evolution built on infinitesemly small terrain. All that we think, all of the great contributions like so many

On Dreamy Paths

On Dreamy Paths short poem

One Summer’s night I sat alone, As I had often done before, Enthralled by moonlight dancing, hither thither on my chamber floor. I heeded not the mournful wail of hunter borne on feathered wing, That rent the air: a false

The Life Song

The Life Song sonnet poems

In life, love, imagination, and belief, In soul, heart, mind, and death, My whole, solemn, and spiritual relief Is the song worshipped by my every breath. The melody played by the passion of my heart Can be heard from miles

Love Never Felt

Love Never Felt long poem

I wonder As I look into your eyes, If you have ever given us a thought If you have ever felt my heart aching Aching for your love and undivided attention Crying for you to fight for us Cause I

Writing On The Wall

Writing On The Wall prose poem

The day I was born written was the day I would burn The day I went to school written was the fate of what I churn The day I got married written where I am destined The day I retired

Love You

Love You short poem

I may have told you many a times yet,… I’ll never fail to tell how much you always meant. I wish the heaven above showers all the blessings , in each and every moment of ours. We have been tested

Second Home

Second Home short poem

My heart is your second home. Waiting for you to get home after a long day of work. Drive up the pathway of eyes and park. I’ll be looking behind the blinds. Talking to you the whole while. Pass the

Truth And Mercy

Truth And Mercy short poem

She is within an ever-lasting atmosphere, She is beneath the never lasting core, She prays, searches, hopes and fights, To find this never lasting door, A door leading to peace and promise, She is running out of time, So why

Me

Me prose poem

Me, a singularity, vast, color fast, has a very good forecast and will flabbergast. Me, resilient at times brilliant and on the same token often broken. Me can be unforgiving, dangerously living but on the flip side, dignified, able to

Shaken Skies

Shaken Skies short poem

It was a grizzly sky indeed So dull and drab The Kind, that reminds you of a Middle aged mistress, deeply in despair Puffing up a ballooned pout. Who is casting ash over Our azureous canopy? From where does this

If Love Is For Me

If Love Is For Me short poem

If love is for me I think I will be free If love is for me I can do things with glee If love is for me All the wanders set aside If love is for me Heart’s no longer

Finding her

Finding her short poem

I saw her walking down the long winding road I felt her rustling among the leaves She merrily sprinted on the green-brown branches She felt the moist clouds on her finger tips I felt her running through my veins I

Stone Heart

Stone Heart short poem

With every hit, it starts to build stone by stone And then what do you want more It’s a defense that I wish I had up more Why did you make my heart of stone beat again? Couldn’t you just