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

Poems containing references to : Constraints

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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To sleep in peace is all I desire

To sleep in peace is all I desire english poems

The music doesn’t seem right anymore, the songs seem all the same, breaths that I take feel like herculean tasks. To keep my eyes open and to think, makes me wish I could be a vegetable, feels I am in

Loom Of Dreams

Loom Of Dreams short poem

It was a dream delicately woven Fine threads of silk intricately spun, Embroidered with hope that made it brighten Vibrant hues all blending into one. Under loving care the cherished dream did thrive. Soon it was time for it to

Raging Kindness

Raging Kindness short poem

Suckers of an octopus arm entwine like ziplocks around a bleeding artifact, for signature erase on shared bed. Few oily drops simmer down from the wheels, the raging grief of the centuries. Arrival had been delayed of charred remains of

Sanguine Fervour

Sanguine Fervour prose poem

You’re welcome in! I’ve seen you…. In my dreams, as in life, echoing the velvet onyx abyss of your soulless heart, And sweetly enshrouded with the eternal stench of history’s charm. The doors, portcullis to my chamber, lay stark wide,

Noise

Noise short poem

Is it really ‘just how it is’ in the world these days? Too fast, too bright; too hyped. With an insatiable attitude of me, me; me, gratification. And there is always so much noise. People in cars, in trains, in

Broken Heart

Broken Heart ballad

I’ll give you my heart, my soul, my thoughts, my words, my love, I’ll give you me, I’ll give you all this so you will know I love you more then life can ever be. But if I do, then

Melancholy

Melancholy short poem

I ache for you With emptiness inside I feel such deep despair I feel incomplete, forgotten, forsaken Yet, you don’t seem to care Floating in the icy air A dry, dead, abandoned leaf Moving about in seeming disregard Searching for

For My Sister On Our 40th Birthday

For My Sister On Our 40th Birthday ballad

40 here we come, please greet us with a smile We have so much to be grateful for, let’s drift back for a while A childhood full of laughter, the pictures are timeless gems Memories that make us quick to

Abhimanyu

Abhimanyu short poem

One had destiny hurled on to him while he was still in womb, other had destiny splattered on him the moment he fell for her. One was charming, young and exultant when he died other was inert, old and withered

Lost In Silent Darkness

Lost In Silent Darkness prose poem

When I look back the silent darkness I had left in the deep woods a long ago where I had planted few seeds of my memories to grow but I found those seeds grown with thorns of exasperation and annoyance

It Is So

It Is So short poem

IT IS SO It is very tough to speak the truth in normal situation but it is equally tough not to speak the truth when drunk It is easy to get attracted towards a beauty but it is more then

Another Untitled Poem

Another Untitled Poem short poem

It was a slow day, So, I pondered on the past… Life is not a child’s play, Not all the good things last..! Where I thought I’d be, On the pinnacle of fantasy… But now that I look at me,

The Singing Stork

The Singing Stork short poem

A special delivery is often made, Of a loving couple’s sweet young babe. Wrapped in a blanket and dangling free, At the end of the bill of a Stork or three. Sleeping and quiet the babies would be, At peace

Wo(men Insecurity)

Wo(men Insecurity) short poem

When I walk out in broad daylight, I am immediately handed with “Stand up and fight” brochures, persuaded to download the Vithyou app, begged to join self defense classes to combat the raging thirst, of uninhibited audacious beasts. I am

Channel 1

Channel 1 long poem

You’re faker than Than Hollywood on my Tv screen The deceiving lies Told to make me believe Your insidious plan Thinking I’m so naive F***** up ideologies Never deserve any apologies Evil, maniacal strategies Wish I wasn’t existent in your

Hendrix

Hendrix long poem

Headphones bleed From the chords I believe Were struck by the master… The master of hands… Of ”Ladyland”, electric A vinyl worth the weight Of three bricks of gold For its’ platinum sold, and- I could never trade that thrill

Saddle Up

Saddle Up short poem

We stand looking out the window, staring at life. The view is life changing, drastic, eye opening yet worth it. Trails we make our own. One before the other, over and around massive boulders. Separated for a moment then merge

Say Yes

Say Yes short poem

they always engross to bury you and you are digging that your true face rise up with no any word of complain until something miraculous happen with you so you kept mum and like Sisyphus you may grow up or

I Still Trust You, I Do…

I Still Trust You, I Do... long poem

Fizzle I feel, is this for real? Could it be a little weird, hope it will soon be cleared. Not sure if you feel the same, don’t know who to blame, is it you or me good at playing palpable

Angel

Angel short poem

Like an angel out of the sky you came Clearing up all the clouds, the Sadness and the rain So pure and healing was the love you bring I knew inside… (it felt so right) For me I’ve struggled all

In Front Of Our Houses

In Front Of Our Houses short poem

A logo at the sole of my shoes on my feet Is stepping up to get into my skull To close the passages of my ear drum From hearing ventriloquism The distant dreams in my retina Are fading one after

It Comes From Within

It Comes From Within short poem

I felt God within me. The wave spread through my mind, There are roses growing, From the fertile inner soils, Wisdom I seek I seem to find, Appearing before me like a transitory gift I need only extend my hand,

Having You Near

Having You Near ode

When I say I love you It does not mean Ownership and judging What you have been It means I am joyful Having you near I am also joyful When you join the sphere Present you are Whether near or

Tree Whispers

Tree Whispers short poem

Blue diamond rains filigree of golden light so many shades of green. Sun beams on a single leaf. This small star pulsating from my wet apple tree. Bright new leaf fits hand perfectly—the future lies in your palm. After the

A Prayer Against Rape

A Prayer Against Rape short poem

God, how long will you tolerate this world? The man is turning out to be an Ape. Falling prey to his lustful desires & utter selfishness, Everyday some girl is becoming victim of rape. How a man can go to

January Blues

January Blues short poem

Christmas is over and done. The past belongs to the dead. A bright new age has begun. Fresh plans evolve in my head. Do what the hell I may choose – Then… damn! January blues. The wind blows chill off

Paradise In The Fields

Paradise In The Fields short poem

It’s so refreshing to see a stretching lush lush green field, Cool summer breeze blowing leisurely, Flora and fauna blending together merrily, Fields filled with thousands of glittering flowers, Which have been washed by the previous night’s showers. Along with

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I am not who I used to be My mind and body, two different seas That conflict throughout the time Someone else’s, or is it mine? I cannot hope to understand For I am not from that exact land. I

Despondent

Despondent short poem

Have you ever felt lost lost beyond hope beyond comprehension beyond care when you don’t want to be found when hope becomes blasphemy and something tells you “this is how it will be, always” Have you ever been in company

Lake Scenes

Lake Scenes short poem

DREAM Ambling on beach in dark when the lake laps at the feet. Sometimes I wish to walk away on the water like a dragonfly. MORNING Trying to figure out what happened? Lake Huron went into flames! MOONLIGHT Up, above

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

To My Sister

To My Sister long poem

We have not got a lot of memories that are fond Do not share the norms of a family bond Lacking shared memories seen as fond Of times that we were happy for once Tied by blood, shared a home,

For Chinua

For Chinua elegy

A seven gun salute for CHINUA A star among stars The big tree has fallen But nature I blame For such a blunder. I know you look down Up there Your footprint still draws breath Yesterday your legacy I saw

Analysis Of The Written Word

Analysis Of The Written Word prose poem

It is a foregone conclusion that the writer uses all five senses to create their work. However, I have found ( at least in my experience) that each sense exercised provides it’s own individual inspiration. Not to be over analytical