Constraints Poems

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

Freedom

Freedom prose poem

Tossed and tumbled in the mischievous wind I quickly realized how badly I needed a string attached to my wings and a hand on the back end that I may float in resonance to the breezy music. that I may

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Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day poetry articles

He was the first man your eyes opened to.. The shivering hand that touched your tiny nose.. The strong arm you cuddled on.. His love that kept brimming but never spilled.. Those eyes that made everything seem within reach.. That

Things We Lost In The Rain (brain Storm)

Things We Lost In The Rain (brain Storm) short poem

I know I have to hurry to catch the morning train although I train my mind to forget, I still feel the pain of the things we lost in the rain. You know you don’t have to worry about the

March Towards Victory

March Towards Victory prose poem

Sitting back and gazing at the contingencies, That had their existence owing to a lack of effort, A lack of attitude, a lack of passion, The picture seemed so dark then, so dull, When people had given up all hopes,

Emancipation

Emancipation prose poem

I feel, A strange hunger A hunger for freedom… Though I have, Yet I desire… A deep unfulfilling kind of starvation… Can never get too much of freedom, The thought lingers, To play on my mind… Freedom… Intangible yet priceless,

Choose Your Fire

Choose Your Fire short poem

You can burn a match or light a candle, The ladder option is more efficient, Who am I? Do as you please, burn what you will, Such is life-we move and groove on, We get along. The constraints of time

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Warning Squatters

Warning Squatters short poem

If you come into my home at night Thinking you are out of sight I have no compassion for you or your kind Even if you’re excited with what you may find You may think you deserve life on this

Confusion

Confusion short poem

A small child, in this harsh ruthless world Attempted to flee, fought to survive, dreamed to live. Ignoring all pains, cleansing all injuries Shedding off all weaknesses, it rises up yet again Faces the heartless pretensions everyday Cries within itself,

A Glance At The Past

A Glance At The Past short poem

All it takes is one mistake. Don’t make them last mistakes from the past. Beauty and the beast they met at the feast. Beauty played its part by residing in the heart. Appearances are kept by those who are adept.

Revelations

Revelations short poem

Widening cracks, leaking roofs choked drains in the courtyard water logging and myriad such small things make rains a pain There’s no romance in rainbow I can’t shape colors of morning morning shapes my color: I’m the victim of my

Living It Wrong And Strong

Living It Wrong And Strong short poem

With watery edge time’s pouring down the sledge and yet once again I find myself in sweet similar pain Is it the pain of losing someone or it hurts cause my emptiness hasn’t yet found someone This unknown fear haunts

Miracle Man

Miracle Man long poem

Walking along the sand and thinking of Just how lonely I am in the cool breeze Of the sea I try to understand the meaning Of life but I just don’t understand why it Never seems to go according to

What Is Love

What Is Love short poem

Love is laughter. Love is knowing that you have someone to turn to. Love is looking at her and thinking she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Love is being silly sometimes, but that makes you love her more.

Why We Have God (s)

Why We Have God (s) prose poem

Humankind has been grasping for knowledge from the beginning, fear of the unknown was always forbidding. Why does the wind blow? Why does the sky crack open with light sound and fury? Why do the oceans roil with such anger?

Ghost Ship

Ghost Ship long poem

Oh and in the thick of fog The lighthouse is just a dim Shadow in the night everybody At James Bay knows this is that Time of the year as the ocean Rages with fury from the storm The Ghost

Watching The Rollers

Watching The Rollers sonnet poems

I can’t recall the people on the train from Delhi to Jammu. I don’t retain their style of dress, their speech or anything. All I can see is the bob of the telephone lines where roller birds regard the country

The Black Forest

The Black Forest long poem

Well I am no stranger to the kiss of death … the closer the sun sets I can hear you calling to me creature of the night where the winter roses grow in the cold, icy wind and falling snow…

Bluebird

Bluebird short poem

Morning sun a shining, wind chimes a chiming and Bluebird a singing outside my open window on the old Dog Wood tree well it brings a smile to my face as I greet the coming day… life is beautiful and

Paperboats

Paperboats short poem

If thoughts were paper boats, I’d catch one by its sail, And gently steer it, Towards the light that plays peekaboo, On your skin, That waltzes against mine, Stubble scathing through the softness, Till I can smell your breath, Contouring

The Unheard Prayers Of Brother Mike

The Unheard Prayers Of Brother Mike short poem

O’ what a sigh for good old brother Mike, Who once as a child prayed to god for a bike. He remembered in lamentation those years as a tyke How his parents were poor, so all he got was a

From Perception To Consciousness

From Perception To Consciousness prose poem

When taking a line of action, important is to discuss, decide, understand and realize everything that is going on in the mind at the present moment in time. Most importantly over a period of time, present will become a thing

Life – A Journey Through Skies

Life   A Journey Through Skies short poem

Birth of an Infant is like a glittering star over clear sky The infant mind is as coll and as calm as a night sky The growth of an infant to kid is like sun rising in the sky with

Enlightened Man

Enlightened Man short poem

Today I wish none of my old acquaintances speak to me My past life has trapped me in misery and I am totally immersed in pain Those past sweet memories have turned bitter and I wish the past life is

Dry Leaf

Dry Leaf short poem

As the dry leaf came down from the binding roots the breeze lifted it and took it in its lair .. and laid it amidst the densest green … there to rest … when… there came a momentary storm that

20 Years Old

20 Years Old short poem

To shed a layer of selfishness, watching it fall to the ground beneath me in flakes that wail as I brush them aside and step away from myself. To bathe in sweetness, indulging through every pore with chocolate and chemicals

I Am Burning My Bridges

I Am Burning My Bridges short poem

To search you I am burning my wheels. Put your hands on my shoulders for opening the book. To read the message between the words. When the time comes I want you to smear my ashes on the stones of

Crimson Warmth

Crimson Warmth short poem

Vague log cabins speckle the yawning valley against the rapture of majestic mountains. Narrow pathway snakes up the range, gooseberry shrubs colour the sides of the stony trail that leaves me cold. Squinting against the dead sun chilly winds dampen

Crossbars

Crossbars short poem

The depression, human brand was trapped. They were talking about the nukes. To annihilate the earth. It was elemental, I said. An ardent fan of moon. A lark asks who will survive? ————————————— The depression, human brand was trapped. They

Wonders …

Wonders ... long poem

I cheer up when I see thy nature… Thy nature in depth of creativity… I wonder how thou created wings… Wings of those unbalanced creatures… Those angels and demons… Silencing parity of loquacious radars… Those unsung musical rhythms… Rhythms that

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

Karen

Karen short poem

A timeless superstar she was You could hear it in her voice All her dreams, all her love She just had a way of Touching your soul maybe ‘cuz She had a heart of gold Oh now even still her

Mother Understands

Mother Understands short poem

As a child you are a free bird Playing hide and seek, here and there Controlling a crumbling child is truly hard So your mother cooks up threats of invisible monster Your twinkling eyes may be fearless Designed devil may

The Gifted And The Cursed

The Gifted And The Cursed short poem

If I starve you eat If I pour you drink If I am naked you are warm If I am hurt you are safe If I cry you smile If I am honored you are blessed If I am wounded

Imortality

Imortality prose poem

Whisper not immortality to me.. For I have already won that game, These hollow golden crowns deceive me no more, my dear friend My road has been a masterpiece of chaos in every beautiful form, So abundant in robust convictions,

Little Flicker

Little Flicker sonnet poems

Once done, my words in your mind will bury. Where my eyes were once of warm flames dancing Your paradigms replaced them with fury Lest it stops, my heart persists on beating Little I have left for spark’s ignition But

When (the Ballad Of Solomon Grundy)

When (the Ballad Of Solomon Grundy) short poem

Whatever happened to Solomon Grundy? Where is he now to be found? He’s in an old box in a old church yard Six or so feet underground. When Solomon Grundy was born on a Monday They didn’t think of it

For Jean, Patron of the Arts, My Rokeby Venus

For Jean, Patron of the Arts, My Rokeby Venus sonnet poems

I’ll try my hand at writing while I smoke, You never know ‘til you experiment; In honeyed indolence my time I’ve spent, I’ve made no money and I’m sadly broke. The sands of time are flowing as I toke, I

Reminiscences

Reminiscences short poem

The sludge overtakes the sane euphoria.A barefoot caravan of cloud becomes edgy. The hills have gone green. The cascading falls tend to mount on the scattered stones. Suddenly I go berserk and start hitting the stars moon by moon, when

The Tongue

The Tongue short poem

More powerful than a sword it feels, One way flow, the only flow Can be controlled, can’t be too. Tactfully used, it can take you far Rashly used, it will take you down. Though easy maintenance, use it sparse. Far

Singularity

Singularity short poem

The other side. It happened. In a flash. Event horizon crossed. Singularity A.I melding. Brains connected, all connected. Gaia born, global brain, intelligence all connected uploaded. Cloud, all now live in the cloud. Increasingly growing expanding. Intelligence, in an instant