Coral Poems

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

Roses Red, Coral, Blue

Roses Red, Coral, Blue short poem

Luscious, pretty, redolent is the rose For oft it is kissed by a butterfly Whether it be in a poem or prose Beautiful ideas does the writer imply Says the crimson one, ”I love you” Conveys the coral desire deep

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A Long Forgotten Feeling.

A Long Forgotten Feeling. short poem

You captivated me, Drenched in raindrops My mind singing in joy, At the sight of you, A fragrance around me, An untold emotion, Deep in my soul. Blossoms of love, That never fades, In ethereal beauty, Of a misty glow,

Poems containing references to : Coral

Are You An Angel?

Are You An Angel? short poem

Your eyes are dreamy like a bright night. Or the sun’s reflection on oceans and seas. Your kisses are sweet heavenly bliss, like standing in a forest full of trees, inhaling the summer’s breeze heavenly mist. Your touch makes my

Blood On My Roses

Blood On My Roses sonnet poems

Brambly winds has shaken the buds of your may And may be your coral is much more red And in the blue Mediterranean where she has lay The dreams of a crystalline streams by her bed Past her garden where

Color

Color long poem

The blue sky and azure ocean, Dawn changing the aura of morning sky, Incandescent yellow rays of sunlight, Magnificent clouds billowing, mesmerizing charisma of rainbow, Sunrise and Sunset a magnificent golden orange hue, Brightly colored birds, Peacock’s display of iridescent

Hand Gloves

Hand Gloves short poem

today i am not one whole, placid; blood streaked globe of full moon was hovering over me all night to freeze a ruined landscape, i was not ready for the departure, untying the knots of water, like the storm opening

Beautiful

Beautiful short poem

A cinder, neither coal nor ash, my life, clogs the roots of swaying carnations. Fear, like a cheetah, runs faster than discretion. Helplessly you tear off the last page of the book without reading the end. One petaled coral, green,

Ash Poem

Ash Poem short poem

I could not take it, the fear. Transient flesh vibrant in a sunken ship. On a coral island deconstruction of a fallen window. Jumping on million skins. The level of violence was rising. Rebuttal will not convey the truth, the

Don’t Stop, A Letter To My Wife

Dont Stop, A Letter To My Wife prose poem

Dear Barbara I have attempted to shield you from uncaring and mean spirited people, thinking that I was helping you. I have tried to coral and box you in, caution and counsel you, thinking that I was helping you. I

Whether Any Storm

Whether Any Storm short poem

Decorative floral arrangements along the sinking coasts Separative morales deranges my song and inkling notes Charrington’s coral courageous and strong linking two boats His passion lays in the rubble of ruin, up in smoke She’ll cash in roaring winds and

A Postcard From New Orleans

A Postcard From New Orleans short poem

An indecipherable cause brought us here may as well blame the overwhelming stink of bacon in the building lobby, that day I decided, my future didn’t contain forty years of accountancy unquiet stomach, unquiet mind Thus all ships sail, even

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The Red Carnation

The Red Carnation prose poem

She tiptoed lightly down the stairs, so quietly and some pause. At only eight, it was quite clear, her sight was on a cause. Her mother’s drawing pad, her brushes, and her paints; her goal to leave behind a painting,

Archives

Archives short poem

Fear of a mound, tumbling down on the half-buried, half dead archives of desires, comes like a stampede of hoops on my chest. I lie alone in a desert of insanity. From the sea of agony one drop of salted

My Only Friend

My Only Friend short poem

Am I Alive, or am I dead? Is this all just a dream inside my head? I feel like I’m losing my grip. Quick say something, anything before I slip. Nightmares slowly creeping. Has he finally come to do the

Who’s The Best

Whos The Best prose poem

Again I’ve been listening to people boast, you can’t miss it cause it’s on T.V. radio and now coast to coast. More and more people with their chests stuck out, bragging I am the best all for me and to

The Station

The Station short poem

Lights and dark shadows Leaves swirl around A couple hugging with joy A couple in tears saying goodbye Voices fading into the sounds of wheels Of a train traveling to ends unknown Into the depth time and space An inner

Truth

Truth short poem

Heated argument insults flying, blaming denying openly crying, perfectly constructed a natural born lair you are! Knowing just how to twist that knife this tale has become your life with shutters you walk with rehearsals you talk unjustified lies you

Survival

Survival short poem

Unslept- hangman, flees from the noose. The day had come to execute. A thought had become a fear but fear was not a thought. Naked in the moon a wolf wants move of something leaning on the hills of thirst,

Fri-e-n-d

Fri e n d short poem

With hustle and bustle, they start with a rule. One named as mighty satire and other the great ridicule. Both expose human foolishness in a mess One has a gorgeous deriding voice while other sounds less. Ridicule have a caustic

Bliss

Bliss short poem

Every time the phone lights up, I smile, I quickly pick up the phone and scroll, With a deep smile feeling it’s right, Am quick to text back but I pause, Wearing the smile that tells my tale, I gazed

Confess

Confess short poem

We should have played truth or dare instead we played confess. This was down in the mildew basement mother-in-law apartment an unrented rental in a suburb notorious for its decline of population. Confess someone would say and point. It would

Kashmir-the Woman

Kashmir the Woman prose poem

Kashmir is the innocent beauty of nature It lifted me above all mire dark and dense. Kashmir is the divine smile It gifted me a peace beyond all of my sense. Kashmir is the sorrow It showed me a combined

Musings Of An Insomniac

Musings Of An Insomniac short poem

Succinctly speaking There is nothing to be said But a great realization That I must go to bed It’s late and I am tired And a little cranky too Restless I am And in a mood to rue You take

Rush To Hush

Rush To Hush short poem

We hear noise and the faintest call We rise up to rule and then we fall We sit, stoop, walk, and then we stand We ride the wind as best we can We get blown away like grains of sand

Love

Love short poem

When her emptiness was lost in the silence of his absence, she demanded he’d fill her womb. He panicked. Turned to work. She to another man.

Seeing In Future

Seeing In Future short poem

Imagine, if we get a chance to see in future of million year ahead World will look completely different and It would be difficult to find from today’s world to attach any thread We will have new civilization growing with

Vampire Toy

Vampire Toy short poem

Well and his eyes are so hypnotizing you just can’t turn away He has total control now over your mind body and soul He wants you now and what he wants he gets, yes him Always finds a way… He

Le Chocolat

Le Chocolat ode

Mmm.. The rich noir sugary waterfall gently flows Caressing the soft luscious bays of cherry red lips Imagine a calm, crystal-clear river, waves that smoothly glow The glistening moonbeam dancing on the oar’s tips Listen, as they gingerly part the

The Compassion Of God

The Compassion Of God short poem

Live today, like there is no tomorrow, Confessing to God, all your sins, and sorrow. Let not the sun go down, upon your wrath, In his blood of forgiveness, take a bath. For there is no promise, of tomorrow you

Evening Eye

Evening Eye short poem

Curled up in the blanket of dim light hours, Shadows overreach, closing the gap of every enclosing hour. The gentle waft that had me swoon, Drew me into a cup of steaming brew, Lips damp with the brush of froth,

Run

Run short poem

Run away, as fast as you can You cannot escape what is at hand. Turning away, you will just find That you are only trapped within your mind. Enclosed environments in lies the viewing As everyone watches, your mind is

Rejection

Rejection long poem

Your creativity whenever it is suppressed It finds another better way to tread such compression raises in you fresh zeal With strong sense determine when feel, Rejections by any authority might sometimes mean Presence there of a monster with eyes

The Father Of The Bride

The Father Of The Bride short poem

Here’s the beautiful innocent ‘Bride’, All decked and ready to ‘glide’, Towards a future- full of love and shining ‘bright’. Entire night her eyes may have ‘cried’, With the fear of losing her friend, philosopher and ‘guide’.. But as always,

Come to me – ever familiar..

Come to me   ever familiar.. short poem

Come to me as a stranger who is evermore familiar, as a face in our dream that we long to touch, as a voice in our heads that we have forever waiter for, come to me as a stranger, my

Dear Dad

Dear Dad prose poem

Good morning dad and happy father’s day. You have been gone for a very long time now; some 55 years to be exact. When you were still with us, as a child I did not get to know you very

Oblivion

Oblivion ballad

The Autumn wind blows Fall leaves flow Crunch dry asphalt Friend or foe Days pass Pages flip Time flies Broken ties Daylight wind chaff Deception so daft Flying against the breeze Near the still pond It will appease Fearing for

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

Life Retraced

Life Retraced short poem

Expedition of life starts at dawn. Trainers come genetically, custom and society fill the gap, we start a journey, the route is misty. I started for the Kanchenjunga Half of the track was well lit road rest was chosen weather-wise.

A Somber Night

A Somber Night short poem

A volcanic kiss was becoming ungreen. The shark was coming. All night it was raining. The sap was rising and love-farm was deluged. A blue moon walks on the dry eyes. Why the tears had gone to exile? A mole

Kohl

Kohl short poem

And now you sit dumbstruck, being a vivid orthodox lion, you speak to the world that you are too sweet, with your creative and imagining mind. But I tell you child, ‘dreaming’ and ‘imagining’ are not synonymous words. They stand

The Kite

The Kite short poem

A flight of inspiration, An art of imagination… It is a Kite of hopes That light up the lamps of lives ! Like a chariot of ‘Venus’ Drawn from horizon to horizon; Like ‘Jove’ the Swan Flies from earth to