Correct Poems

Correct poems bring the best collection of short and long correct poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great correct rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these correct poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on correct are here for you.

A Friend

A Friend short poem

A friend Only someone who is honest, direct and correct with us is our true friend And not someone who just speaks words of love in order to get something in return at the end A friend will warn you

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The Mirror In The Brook

The Mirror In The Brook long poem

On a lonely day, I stare at the shaking trees, And falling leaves. Deciduous leaves leave the boughs, And a stream flows and stirs about Like a lovely lough. A scene so beautiful, I looked and adored nature’s manoeuvre, What

A Collection

A Collection long poem

I’ m kohl dark, darker than darkness, my skin, coarse and dirty, disturbs you. but you say dark is beautiful! you are “correct”! although I smile, it’s painful. And you get up and go the moment I sit next to

Take Time

Take Time short poem

Take time, To stop for a while, look around you, look at this beautiful world. Take some time, to be free, from this hectic life, and to enjoy the scenery. Where you are, might be the place, which you had

Suicide Train

Suicide Train long poem

Time provides what the heartbeat hides; measurement and release for its subjects. Time provides us with existence, a temporary installation of measured quantities encapsulated by one quantum. Time will provide insistence of a contract between living things, a state of

Mistakes

Mistakes short poem

MISTAKES I often wondered why Eraser shrinks gradually to vanish for ever I realised that the more mistake I did while doing Home work, the more I have to use the eraser to correct my mistakes I never for a

Self-appraisal

Self appraisal short poem

Hark! There is no saint Without days of yore And there is no sinner Without a bright future. The best appraiser is the past If wish to unlearn bad conduct And is one of the best teachers If wish to

The Dark Hour

The Dark Hour short poem

Standing on the road, that diverges at the end One way leads to green glory, another to the dark lane The lane never travelled, is the one I wish for As Darkness chased me, but I followed a star Standing

Wish And Greed

Wish And Greed prose poem

Wish I would talk less and work more I would rather hurt myself than hurting him I could feel elated at his success rather than mine I would have spared a meal or two to him rather than wasting mine

My Lost Mother

My Lost Mother short poem

Oh my little darling Don’t weep so hard Such a lovely girl you are Adorable little child. I won’t be there hereafter But you shalt not divest love of mother For you have so many mothers of noble fibre I

I Have, I Want

I Have, I Want short poem

I want to write But can’t get right words I want to express a lot But can’t find correct expression I have a lot of feelings inside me But no one to express for I want to fly high I

The Truth

The Truth short poem

Trying to tell the truth seems but a losing battle And speaking about what is correct a useless gamble People just want to hear about fun and happiness Yet there comes a time we must take life with seriousness But

She

She long poem

An awakening moon she is in wakeful dream, A fairy in all true sense, gracing your life’s bend. When you like a confused caravan standing before vast Desert of heart’s domain, In desperate quest for quenching thirst of mind, partly

Dream Of Being In A Trefoil Tunnel

Dream Of Being In A Trefoil Tunnel long poem

A Dream of Being in a Trefoil Tunnel In one out-of-body, space, time and dream, I am a shade swooshing in a trefoil stream- In a tunnel wherein a whoosh up is a glide Round a bend that is a

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

A True Friend

A True Friend prose poem

A true friend who will stick with you through thick and thin, on Him you can thoroughly depend. Now you may not comprehend whe He offends, but He will amend because He’s a GOD send. Closer than a brother, father,

Definition De La Beaux

Definition De La Beaux long poem

Billions of billboards and floods of commercials Bombard and pollute young minds and our values Where social vices overwhelm visual material So, what are standards of beauty and virtue? Is beauty really only skin deep, let the young ones judge.

The Clock Guy

The Clock Guy prose poem

There once Lived a man named Mr McDocks, he loved one thing and THAT thing was clocks. He fixed them and sold them; he had his own shop, he treasured them always; it JUST wouldn’t stop. He had watches, grandfathers

Answers

Answers short poem

Went looking down the watery path Leaves discarded, travel to a new heaven and Metallic green of mallard neck Catches my eye; what is this? The canal is split after the lock A weir takes the heavy current Sends an

My Heart Skips A Beat

My Heart Skips A Beat prose poem

Heart breaks.. A topic that rules the world of fiction. The cinema loves it, the writers give it so much of stardom and center stage. Be it the classics or the contemporary, tragedies out stand the happy endings. It’s also

The Countryside

The Countryside long poem

Along the roads of highway one Shines the bright summer sun With the sky as blue as the seas And the land full of rich green trees Birds flying through the air Fruits and vegetables grow everywhere In all directions

Let Us Draw An Angry Bison

Let Us Draw An Angry Bison short poem

And when we walk into the twilight gold, if we do I’ll tell you tales of battles lost and won In hospital corridors. Of teeth chattering grit And diligent fear, That rises like seawater From toenails. And when I talk

Cole World

Cole World short poem

We feel, the rage See the transparent tears Create the devastating destruction Paint the blood on The world’s picture But in the limbo of it all We remain stuck simply declining The correct motion that Most as a whole desire

The Confused Childhood

The Confused Childhood long poem

She was the pride of her father The brightest star of her class He showed her skills off To everyone visiting Curious she was as ever Asking questions till answers she would gather Something happened one day She changed so

Prank

Prank short poem

Someone stood a mannequin on a rural highway away from the nearest town, just past a bridge in a gap in the safety lights. It did not wait, just remained an immobile figure, dressed up in black clothing, until a

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Hope

Hope short poem

Dark is the shadow that fell Dark is the alley in which the shot rang Deep is the abyss in which he fell No echo to be heard of his scream No reverberations from the hard fall No body suits,

A Departing Dawn

A Departing Dawn prose poem

It is the crimson dawn. I know him since stars traveled away and never came back; his voice is silence, his walk glee of birds, his taste the sigh of earth, his fingers a chill. Every day I watch him

Our World

Our World ballad

God made the world for you and me Let us go travel discover and see Beautiful Oceans,Rivers, and Lakes Deserts, Jungles and Valleys of green Animals of a variety you have never seen Flowers will dance in a fairy way

Poetry

Poetry short poem

The moon spends her beauty and wins the hearts of many, The poet spends his heart and makes him free . .

I Failed You, Robin Williams!

I Failed You, Robin Williams! long poem

Words and ideas can change the world! Yes,you gave us this hope. You gave voice to many of the dilemmas that churned in my mind. Day after day, night after night. But, one August morning, Not so august, though; Came

That Ominous Black Morning (manchester Terrorist Attack)

That Ominous Black Morning  (manchester Terrorist Attack) prose poem

An Ariana Grande concert was struck by an explosion in northern England on 22nd May 2017 killing at least 22 people and injuring many there was a massive flash and then a bang and smoke all around hundreds of people

Legend Withers

Legend Withers short poem

I do not display, but am. Where the heart lies. In truth. I try to discover the centre of sorrow and bliss. Life has not given me full text of death. The shadows are larger than real. You will not

Parents

Parents short poem

whenever I feel alone in the journey of my life, only one company isthere with me….. Whenever I am hopeless in this life, only one hope is with me… Whenever i am wrong for everyone in this life, only one

Pattern

Pattern short poem

Handprint of innerself was writ large in your eyes. I hear you in your becoming. Are you me and me are you in sameness? The words and silence? I hope you are listening to the waves, from inside, from outside.

Brown

Brown short poem

brown is warm and caring brown is hair and eye color brown is fall and fell brown is accidentally running into to you brown is jokes on top of tears brown is you and I brown is it feels like

Portrait Of A Lady Come To Life

Portrait Of A Lady Come To Life long poem

Staring out of the upper window in the broad daylight, starched in a broad collar and a long flowing dress of black, it is as cold as an icy January morning you just know something is in the room with

2016-2017

2016 2017 short poem

As the countdown hit zero and everyone cheered in the new year, All I could do was shead a tear and curse the past year, The joyous noise that sorounded me made my heart sink, I was stuck in a

Lives Untold

Lives Untold short poem

Lives untold Lives not read Lives unfollowed Lives not led Some don’t want it Some don’t need it Some don’t have a choice So take it Take it in Breathe the air around you Let life begin Let it end

Selection

Selection short poem

A white cat crosses your path jinxed by a human again bad enough to be so strange but to be cursed several times a day is worse than incubating a squirming litter with no nest in sight to deliver them

Another Fortnight..

Another  Fortnight.. short poem

Just another fortnight, I walked down the corriders crossing hundred lives at various forks breathing,struggling. wondering,watching In the meantime another promising life passed away to glory someone went berserk snuffing out a hundred more with blazing guns.. Lives limping back