Conveyor Poems

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

What’s The Point.

Whats The Point. prose poem

Why do we exist? What’s the point really? Are we here to have fun? Are we here to accomplish something? Are we here to hurt? We are dropped off on one end of a conveyor belt then chug along as

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My Suitcase

My Suitcase prose poem

A big red box, my suitcase, tucked under my bed. Is the box merely a box? No, I’m afraid. Bearing throws, bearing blows, bearing scratches, sporting patches. Generously forgiving, my wheeled travel companion, emerging to unite with me on the

Cigarette – Messenger Of Death

Cigarette   Messenger Of Death long poem

Introduction: It comes in a small cylinder of white rolled cover, a-four-inch-processed-tobacco- leaves, which becomes very active from slow and low combustion sustained by heat. Call it cigarette- maybe cigar-spit tobacco, perhaps, hookahs, menthol, bidis, clove or kreteks, probably, shisha

Caution!

Caution! short poem

An escalator is an insatiable ogre gesturing a continual ragged-nailed come hither promising what is kept at its end is to be desired beyond candy, beyond any comfort of family. it breathes a single anticipatory breath an idiot predator focused

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Cosmic Ceremony

Cosmic Ceremony short poem

Emptiness is there Within the space Wherever you are Whatever your race Balance and harmony Within each other Cosmic ceremony Forever and ever Our own selves depend On our own thoughts Free it, your mind From unbalanced notes A healthy

Penned For Him

Penned For Him short poem

I witness the sparkling stars! Amidst the daily wars! The world that had a touch of gloom, Is now gardened only to bloom! My heart filled with morning dew, Never hesitates to embrace something new! I could feel my fantasies

Acrimonious.

Acrimonious. prose poem

Alone inside but, encircled by people invisible to any significance in your eyes, Empty and sorrowful, even a smile is too expensive for you, there is a whisper in you, a hushed voice, the only drive that pushes anything to

Heart Beats For You

Heart Beats For You short poem

I couldn’t stop loving you; Though every time I tried. It’s because whenever I needed you; Every time you were by my side. Roses were painted red; And sky was painted blue. But my life was dyed; With the lovely

Under The Same Stars

Under The Same Stars short poem

As I say goodnight, I remember before I sleep, Those good times we spent, so intense and so deep, Brings pain to know that it’s all over now, There’s no us anymore and I ask myself how, You changed the

I am my man’s forever

I am my mans forever short poem

He is the darling of my life, The sweetest, yet sometimes the sourest I still have the vibe of love in me The one which I had first The day I met you… I saw a brother in you My

Autumn.

Autumn. short poem

Halycon days in perennial Eden Windblown leaves, sunbeam kissed Slumbering Oaks in the autumn sun Sprinkling their leaves one by one As they fall like golden snow Cooler breezes begin to blow And soon the Oaks denuded stand Like skeletons

Her

Her prose poem

You want the girl that wears pretty flowing dresses and floral Vans. Not the girl who wears mismatched brightly coloured trainers With odd socks and jumpers that would be more suited a boy on the Nickelodeon channel in 1996. You

Time Between Space

Time Between Space short poem

If time stops for no one, not even for love A straight line unbroken from morning to dusk Then my life is hollow, there’s nothing spellbound And seasons of living are well traveled ground If life’s made of spaces instead

The Unusual Home Coming

The Unusual Home Coming prose poem

Home did he come that fateful day But in a way too hard to believe Wrapped in the Tricolor Solemn and still . And truly it was a befitting tribute to a braveheart who put his life at stake To

Ripe Old Age

Ripe Old Age prose poem

We will all live to a ripe old age. If not here, then probably over there… If not over there, then defiantly someplace else…. The mind is everywhere at once…. Experiences vary…. When I die in one place the others

Creation Is A Violent Event

Creation Is A Violent Event prose poem

Some say it all started with a violent explosion, let there be light, a Big Bang. White hot plasma swirling around expanding in an amazing bound. After a while things cooled, came together, began to slow down. Hydrogen and helium

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

Beautiful Savior

Beautiful Savior short poem

Beautiful Savior calls my name Calling me to be a witness to Him Sharing the joy I have found in The glory and endless joy there is In the promise that comes from Turning to Jesus for hope for my

A Child In Gloom

A Child In Gloom short poem

At the time of divorce, they asked me “With whom do you want to live, my child?” I looked at my parents…….. wondering What my life would be After their painful separation They always mention How hard it’s for them

Yin-yang

Yin yang short poem

Yin-Yang, push, pull, always switching directions, Digging deeper, future bleaker like a chronic infection, Help her climb back up, otherwise she’s drowning, Always feeling demoted, never in line for a crowning. She lives in the moonlight, but always searching for

A Love Affair To Remember

A Love Affair To Remember short poem

What an incredible adventure this love affair has been So many wondrous things that I have felt and I have seen So many special places that left such a tender mark A myriad of memories forever etched upon my heart

Revive

Revive sonnet poems

revive thee the son of tome where casteth thee thy rays where goest thee and thy solid shadows this morning this early seteth thou sun or where is the mama’s only son that one strong once bold young man adored

The Spell Of The Primeval .

The Spell Of The Primeval . short poem

The blooming adolescence , With some canker in its blossom , Or some dormant snake , Wilds all seasons . The budding flower , Arrests drones one by one , And feels thirsty for equilibrium , A peg in its

Daughter Delite Series: Exquisite Bonds

Daughter Delite Series: Exquisite Bonds short poem

A mother’s thoughts to her baby.. A look from your angelic naughty eyes, Enchanting, and bustling as blackberries, So innocent, real and without any guise, That it makes us anytime, so merry! You are so teeny, tender and delicate, Your

Mind Blend

Mind Blend short poem

T’was a dream inside a dream inside the mind of a lunatic Incongruous visions swirled about mirrored walls Mixing and blending all colored soft matter folded together Resulting in a nightmare only the insane would enjoy Taste and scent are

Broken

Broken short poem

I remember a life, long time ago when I had everything When I could buy all my desire, just by a single blink. That was reality until I lost everything in wrath of time I saw all my pride and

What To Do?

What To Do? short poem

I was driving home. I was almost there, about to exit the ring road. When a small red car, driven by a woman with short dark hair started spewing dark smoke from all orifices. She slowed and pulled over onto

Imaginary Friend

Imaginary Friend short poem

I’ve got a friend that only I can see He sneaks around and sometimes helps me He might turn on the light then turn it off again But I think, to him, its all just a game. I often retreat

I Am A Desert

I Am A Desert short poem

I am a desert that’s thirsty for your Love. Baby you are my angel sent from above. You were just a thought that grew inside me. And then you somehow set my soul free. No strings attached, no more holding

A Junk Corporation

A Junk Corporation short poem

Modern and civilized Get organized March in a path Of numbers and math A new look A diet book Junk food Drinks for the mood A new product A commercial conduct Your supervision Through the television For your well being

Stability – Triangle

Stability   Triangle short poem

…..the studies go to marketplace….. STABILITY – TRIANGLE ……He …… he ……. and …She……. He …….. She …….His pride possession …… Was in her …..Prime….. His symbol …of Power …of Wealth….. She was …..Manifestation of His Time……. He saw in

Lord, I Look Up To You

Lord, I Look Up To You prose poem

Lord, I am in a bind, for I have fallen behind, I’m in trouble and don’t know what to do, so Lord Jesus I look up to you. For Lord I grow weak and weary, in need of rest, so

Peace Please

Peace Please long poem

Truth is I’m just another woman forced to face The crime of a close friend Truth is where I come from everything is allowed except peace From hookers and hoes to junkies and crack babies From victims turned murderers To

Hibernation

Hibernation short poem

It’s winter now. A sea of flaking whites with Few Mahonias and Jacquelines blooming bright Just the way you’d loved them. Of flowers, now I’d rather you be a wreath on my bosom Than a lonely rose on the lapel.

My Exception

My Exception short poem

Have you ever had a love so wrong that it’s not? What about a friend, so ugly that they’re hot? I won’t deny it, I don’t feel this way a lot. Maybe I’ll make an exception… I hate you’re far

Drifting

Drifting short poem

Do you ever feel like your drifting alone in an empty place not really moving towards any goal or any place. It pulls on your soul and is always on your mind it prevents you from moving forward and slowly

Avalanche

Avalanche long poem

Well and the voice of you keeps echoing, echoing in my head, swearing by the moon and stars above now that you found me there could be no other love yes I can still hear your voice and those words

Sonnet 197

Sonnet 197 sonnet poems

Her songs of love are just as what were known, None saw her eyes bespeak enthrallment felt Exuding from within as sparks have shown, That lent a warmth by which all cares can melt; As sensual marks her ways upon

Mathematical Love

Mathematical Love long poem

Your heart is the function of my life, the junction to my freedom and happiness. Your eyes deviate me from my penalties, giving me the chance to oscillate my mind in your gaze. Your gesture is what differentiates my luck

Child Marriage: Plights Before Me

Child Marriage: Plights Before Me short poem

Child Marriage: Plights Before Me. Innocence in me, society betrayed, joy in me- society destroyed, wonderful future ahead of me society truncated. Child Marriage: Plights Before Me. Innocence in me, society betrayed, joy in me- society destroyed, wonderful future ahead