Contemplation Poems

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

In Contemplation

In Contemplation short poem

Cats are running around Besieging all the burrows in sniffing jestures, Blackened spirits in utter desperation Seeking quivering mouse on holes. Mouse that are born on conscience depth Brought up with faint knowledge To charm the graves of moral saints

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Sea by The Promenade

Sea by The Promenade short poem

The incessant lapping of ripples, Sounds of waves that swell and fade, Mask all the murmurs and whispers Of amblers on the moonlit promenade. The hovering darkness of the night, Ignored by the roaring sea outright, Rising and falling to

Poison

Poison short poem

Give me a cup laced with poison, little cobra’s kiss graveyard……………. she is sleeping under the tree……. remembering the days of togetherness, kisses deep with a candle, unending……………… desire me, trap me…….surround me let me face my destiny…. cannot escape as

Winter Poem

Winter Poem short poem

That leaf as it fell From the tree It took my winter away To a place where regrets never went That swishes of wind Brought a change When I never thought I’d embrace a change I was far too proud

Beyond The Looking Glass

Beyond The Looking Glass long poem

Though I clearly see Paralleling traits, Corresponding facets Astonishingly quaint, This complex, albeit moving, Prominent connection, Holds a minute blemish Worthy of reflection. Contrast, yes there’s one, A distinction can be drawn, For you’re rarely right, While I’m never wrong!

Migration

Migration elegy

I gathered insufficient number of perceptions, because I put them into old bottles. I walked an endless distance from this permanent peak in the desert to the other camel hump. Is it progressing – It’s not in my hands. I’ve

The Blindside

The Blindside short poem

Did you know that Never knew none To know what’s what Poem let be done. Primitive the people Of the early days So is religion Founded yesterday. Media is a set-up Government is a fraud Churches, pure business Well-played, applaud.

Love anecdote

Love anecdote short poem

Wisest of the wise always quote Poison for the poison is anecdote Hatred and contempt is to float From one boat to another boat At times a mote takes us- remote This is how humans promote Vices on the chest

Elevation

Elevation long poem

Alone, perched upon the precipice, The Thinker, swathed in Olympian bliss, Thought thoughts of Truth and Power. The din to his ears did not rise, He did not witness Mankind’s demise From his lofty ivory tower. He fashioned fantastical fancies,

Wonderment At Existence ™

Wonderment At Existence ™ ballad

With my scrunched and bushy furrowed brow I often ponder the precise circumstances any thing to be born Tracing back lineage of self or arbitrary individual unpredictable as the Dow Reckoning a series of events sustained life similar to sowing

Poems containing references to : Contemplation

Under The Blanket

Under The Blanket long poem

O ! Colors, the pretty muses … Come and join me – The Color of nothingness, – An empty canvas, Fit for painting To the will of thy art ! O ! Rays, the gliding fairies Advance and adorn me

Riddles

Riddles short poem

What is timelessness but the kindness from gods’ eyes wrapping the world at sunset’s time? And eternity, doesn’t it stay hung from of each day’s last moment balance’s pan? Is not perpetuity smiling disguised in the bridal body of the

Every Wife’s Love Affair

Every Wife’s Love Affair short poem

Her contemplation is blue, like Monalisa’s portrait; That smilingly caresses with her latent tears. Nobody knows, When She cravingly sobs and; Where she wishfully cries; And who knows? When, she’d sacrifice her next smile; Her every smile in love. Her

Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel short poem

Like a fallen angel am I Unloved and unwanted Distressed and disturbed of heart Unable to die and too pained to live. I exist like the walking dead In the realm of the living Waiting for that elusive grace For

Season Of Ochre Robe

Season Of Ochre Robe short poem

Autumn is our conscience. Vast expanse of blue sky nurses it, white clouds occasionally cover it up, cool air quickly cleans the blockade. Autumn is short lived. It wears peaceful colors. Monk like contemplation wraps it up by logic and

Seven

Seven short poem

an ever lasting night, darkness etched everywhere. screams emanating, throughout the land. pain calls forth, sheer agony cleansing and purging, reaching beyond skies threatening souls, in this fear borne, in this night, silent suffering, silent contemplation, of the storms, following

Epic Zone

Morning came and dreams walked out, A savage life was knocking my door With harsh iron hands holding an unpalatable casket Loading grey flowers of troubles having colorful multitudes Immaterial my blinking desire, my aversion and perturb It ran in

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

A Rare Bird

A Rare Bird short poem

A rare bird is he with feathers illuminous red and green; a bird that only few will ever see and perhaps ’twas meant to have been. This bird flies free over mountains and through the mind of a dream; escaping

Lonely Planet

Lonely Planet long poem

Travelling with along, stout dark man In the burstling city thoroughfare Talking incessantly about immediate enjoyment Of unnatural genre was of good old days, When we found ourselves shopping Delusion in cramped dimly lit economic pub Where the roaring music

Fountain Of Happiness

Fountain Of Happiness long poem

Poem Dedicated To My Father Late Moinuddin Hasan–An Ideal Teacher- BEFORE TEACHERS’ DAY Moinuddin was his name,eloquent, which means— One who is an aide to faith and for that weens He lost his father when only six months and mother,

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Memories Of You

Memories Of You short poem

I call your name A thousand times I picture your face Memories hauntingly linger Of dusk, a falling veil, masking the harshness of the day The golden hue of a beautiful sunrise Lazily awakening, like the opening strokes of a

Love Abound

Love Abound short poem

Distance separates lovers, who compress the gap to create rainbow. The happy spell is transitory, elastic distance regains space. Passion framed my entity. Affection nursed till I broke shell. Friendship made my spine erect and love gifted a pair of

Lost Battle

Lost Battle short poem

Victories out of lost battles… Soundless sighs of unwelcomed past… Past that tried to travel to future… Future of those who were busy… Busy with their lives… Lives they meant by dreams… Dreams out of their sleep… Sleep that never

Standing Now

Standing Now ode

Diamonds are because of pressure From dirt from coal and things much lesser Here and thanks to  pressure. For you my friends that think you’re lesser Going through some unseen pressure Join me in this Toast to pressure Honored now

My Heart Is Happy

My Heart Is Happy ballad

My heart is happy Even when I can’t be there My heart is happy Even when you can’t see me My heart is happy Even when you can’t hear my name My heart is happy Sometimes I am lost in

Curiouser And Curiouser

Curiouser And Curiouser ballad

The case of the killing of Humpty Dumpty Who caused the death of that silly Numpty? What was he doing up on that high wall? And who or what had made him fall? Scotland Yard and Interpol Were on the

Just A Memory

Just A Memory short poem

As my days feel longer and my brittle bones begin to weaken, I drift like the sea, a spark dampened, my mind a dimming beacon. My legs are shaken and my fingers start to tremble, My thoughts are twisted influenced

Jesus, Hope For The World

Jesus, Hope For The World short poem

Jesus, hope for the world Hope for the ones who are Tired and fearful and looking For rest Jesus, glorious and ruling With love and with peace for A world that seeking the God who will redeem and Bring comfort

Floating dreams

Floating dreams short poem

I built a dream-castle A castle for my dreams Filled with myriad possibilities Each one I showcased On the shelf of my capabilities A glass-house built on stormy seas Under the blue umbrella of hope I padlocked it with my

Love Sonnet 123

Love Sonnet 123 sonnet poems

Looking at remnants of the mirth that fled, This survivor riles at the trysting field Where once lovers bask in the joys they spread, Now forever lost, to forever yield; What with the cold winds blowing crisp and cold, No

The Garden

The Garden prose poem

Just before I went strolling through Eden in the early morning dew, The owner of a most beautiful garden gave me a list of things to do First on the list were all types of animals that I was suppose

One Moment’s Disaster

One Moments Disaster short poem

On one cloudy afternoon, the rumbling thunder along with the flashes of lightening, piercing cracked walls of a house in burning, cows died and fried, a school-girl fainted and the earth is washed out by heavy downpour.. A chubby charming

Ode To A Friendzone

Ode To A Friendzone ode

The storm has settled, the rush is dead. After everything that could have been, Flows pain, bloodred. Emptiness rises, The tree shakes no more, whirling tears, beaten down without a sore. The foundation burns, as the heart laid bare. What

Rivers Of Blood

Rivers Of Blood short poem

The more times passes The more things remain unchanged The worse the hurt festers More miserable the loneliness I stand alone A bare tree in a ravaged desert plain Fleeting images of rain raising hope But in the end only

Teen Life

Teen Life short poem

What is teenage do you really know? Biologically it’s the time you grow The time when hormones start to flow When when what you feel you can not show. Some say it is the time you start to fight You

I Am Drunk On The Hemlock

I Am Drunk On The Hemlock short poem

My lips are black, I am drunk on the hemlock, preferred by you – my life. I am still in love with pain. What not, the trial tried to break my resistance. I will walk on my hands paraplegic legs

Soldiers At Siachen

Soldiers At Siachen prose poem

Poised to do impossible at this worlds highest battlefield, We never fear, as we are men with nerves of steel. The land is barren, the passes are so gigantic, Temperatures vacillate faster, making us erratic. With white out at every

Saying goodbye to a writer

Saying goodbye to a writer short poem

A lifetime gathered in sheets of paper, Arranged in neat columns – printed sides up; Filed chronologically in hard-backed folders Stacked, inside a blue briefcase. How easily you pick it up And leave…

Fresh Studies

Fresh Studies prose poem

Sometimes, what you find in a study can only be expressed in the way that you walk it out. Occasionally, one can attempt to explain in words what his recent studies have revealed. Many things that we have already learned

Rhyme On L N Singh

Rhyme On L N Singh short poem

One of the men who I always did brawl, He did the same with me when I did sprawl Against him in and around the school wall. But I loved him as he supported in my fall. He always who