Cronos Poems

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

Call Me Perseus

Call Me Perseus short poem

Well I’ve got high hopes that When I cross the river Styx and Land on your island you will look On me with favor in your eyes Like a diamond in the rough All I have is a heart of

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The Same Kind

The Same Kind short poem

Pseudoscrubbing was going on the scripted drama, words apart. The tears were denied to him and the moon slowly made peace on the white marble of a cult, and the river had scored a victory. He was very upset by

Wounds Of Time

Wounds Of Time short poem

Peering through the Winter glass, Blinking in utter disbelief, Realisation of what the focus sees, Pointed, high heeled leather Female shiny adornments!! Agony ripping through the soul, Pain is indescribable….. Aching heart of crumbling dreams, Anger, fury, covering the screaming

I Earned The Wrath Of The Cat

I Earned The Wrath Of The Cat short poem

I went for a morning stroll There were also other walkers in the park who came for walk for a better health control Little earlier the Sun had drove away the dark Glittering was the early morning Sunlight Taking sunbath

Murder

Murder short poem

You told me lot of stories….. on the field, in the moonlit night. stars above and the moon alone listened to your words, far away, someone is singing a song, song of desire and despair song of departure……. a story

Nothing In Life Is Free

Nothing In Life Is Free short poem

Nothing in life is free! Everything, be it- Love, Work, Friendship All incurs a cost. Nothing in life is free! Love- the dose for sustenance Requires a fidel give and take. Nothing in life is free! Work- the dire necessity

Open Your Eyes

Open Your Eyes short poem

Open your eyes, Just a simple girl, from what you see But is she as simple as she seems? She seems so normal, not much different But you don’t know what runs through her mind Because you are plain and

Little Flicker

Little Flicker sonnet poems

Once done, my words in your mind will bury. Where my eyes were once of warm flames dancing Your paradigms replaced them with fury Lest it stops, my heart persists on beating Little I have left for spark’s ignition But

Kill Me Gently

Kill Me Gently short poem

Kill me gently Kill me gently the light has fallen Do not forget me when life was swollen I am weary and God has spoken Love grows completely when arms are open I see the story of life in my

Love

Love short poem

Love carries a natural gust. Always fulfils souls’ thirst. Sees nothing but completion, Brings forth, that is hidden. Oh! It does, it does… Love knows no limits. It exists beyond infinite. It obeys no rules. It never makes one a

No Goodbyes

No Goodbyes short poem

It was that wicked drug, Not some contagious bug, That caused a goodbye without a hug. We certainly cried when you died, And our tears eventually just dried, Because your potential to shine was denied. Even though you are dead,

Hungry

Hungry short poem

Be my sleep, I tell a dream. A lantern was chasing the shadows on wall. My fever? I say, past one awakening I will sleep eternally. The age licks the grief of fallen pride. I was still walking on sharp

Angels tread the Earth

Angels tread the Earth short poem

The silent night the morning sparrow; the sunshine sparkled in the air… The kindness that I have to swallow; your blue eyes looked at me to care… The gentle sound of the winds blow; the daisy chains you wore around

Fooled Again

Fooled Again short poem

She passed me by throwing me the crumbs of a smile, no sign of the love she swore would last forever, some time ago we were kissing now we’re passing. I know what she feels like under jeans and anorak

Olive Branch

Olive Branch short poem

Anti-howling receives the deserter. There was a mass breast-beating without any noise. The pugnacious jaw drops. Shows a frail sensitivity to tormented values – of invisible mirrors, shutting down the wolf’s face. An ancient spider jumps on your bronzed ego.

Fleeting Love

Fleeting Love short poem

You sought my heart out, Back when it beat for another. You opened my eyes to truth so blunt, The love I pined for, would never gather. You watched me hang myself, Holding onto a flimsy web of hope. And

Willow Tree

Willow Tree short poem

The years in front are Now shorter than the Ones behind. I lay awake At night, wondering how It will end. It will be sudden, Or not sudden, obviously. A long decline into madness? That’ll do me. Loss of hair,

Deception

Deception short poem

I started to write about Love Thought I’d found that special One It’s been a week since we first met Now I write about my heart bereft I knew from the start, this wasn’t meant to be So many reasons

Will She Live?

Will She Live? short poem

Darkness engulfs her She wants to live It’s her right Will she be able to see the light Of the world outside Or will there be female foeticide? I want to know Will she be able to see her parents

Self- Annihilation

Self  Annihilation short poem

The other side of life behind the barbed future where they were seeking gratifications, I was entering the past, without pretension. Time will cleanse the mutation. I will be breaking the god’s boundaries. A theme of nobility has lot of

Seven Roads

Seven Roads prose poem

Ashburn paths where purple fighters slay The hemispheres match like hands folded All analogies bring you to me We run like wild nightmares We kiss like dark art on a lost street Now we must look at one another We

Unfaltering Twilight Love

Unfaltering Twilight Love short poem

When twilight meets the evening sun, Waiting to say goodbye, She explodes into a wondrous ecstasy, Making his heart rest without shadows, In her wonderful exquisiteness. He ignites a flame within her Absorbing the fiery colors of his day, Soothing

Not Much Of Nothing (if Anything)

Not Much Of Nothing (if Anything) short poem

Well and these days are sad days Not Much of Nothing If Anything To brag about I must say…well the Candles still burn bright, I still live By the moonlight and you, you are Still the love of my life

Chains

Chains short poem

We are in chains Our life is a dream With lot many strains We can’t scream In clouds and rains In search of a beam Which may take in? All shadowy ways And make it a sin Without any craze

This is where you come from

This is where you come from prose poem

Inside an old jar, I keep in the corner of a fading memory, there was left a little heap of chocolate peel. I emptied the jar on to my lap and sewed with my fingers your enviable sunset skin. And

Intoxication

Intoxication short poem

Under the milky moon light With Cool Air breezing gently all round Twinkling of stars up the horizon Light background music playing Heaven appeared an inch away Holding the clean empty Glass Filling the glass with wine Sipping it leisurely

Sinful Lust

Sinful Lust short poem

The troublesome soul is locked away and out of control. The unforgiving lies drive you to a loose depressing pride. The weirdness of lust is being swept like dust. The spinning of the head is driving you crazy damn is

A strange camaraderie

A strange camaraderie short poem

You always see me smiling for my tears are very shy, they like none but my company reason you shouldn’t ask why. Their presence distills, soothes and relaxes me free, helps snap all tensions isn’t a strange camaraderie? They’re the

Sysiphus

Sysiphus prose poem

Since Sysiphus had been driven out of Hell, as a punishment for his rebellion, and since it was written on its entrances that he is a persona non grata – since that old time, Sysiphus is still carrying up his

He is an Island

He is an Island short poem

In a desert all alone, where there had been life once, allured by the radiance of solitude, he trudges along, stepping on fossils, from times gone by. Waiting for a mirage to happen, to seduce his senses to insanity, so

Unreal World

Unreal World short poem

Lives so colourful, but are they real? Some people smile, some just chatter away and some remain neutral, What’s this world that we live in, Every time we meet someone new, or someone we have known, We behave as if

Between Life And Rhymes

Between Life And Rhymes prose poem

Between the times, between the rhymes, the beat of life goes on, Though sometimes stumbling through the dark, before the night has gone, And yet again it can be dazzled by the rising of the dawn Like many crumbling edifices

On The Inherent Duality Of Miracles

On The Inherent Duality Of Miracles long poem

I am waiting for a miracle. A miracle of meteorological proportions. A miracle whose atmospheric propositions would be large enough to render it, and anything appertaining to it, be it high up in the sky that ends it, or down

Two Flowers And The Bird

Two Flowers And The Bird short poem

Alas! it’s me who fell down in love! But one who got a crown in love, Almost alike both are pretty flowers, Smiled, Oh Bird! In your handsome bowers, I was shy I could not sing in love, And you

Broken Soul

Broken Soul short poem

Broken and battered here I lie, Seeking freedom from the unseen cuffs, Tranquilizers and sedatives heal me no more, Numbness is what my heart longs for, Numbness is what my heart longs for. Travelling through this barren lands, Seems ages

Gone And Departed

Gone And Departed long poem

Hearts shed people throughout life- like broken angels crossing time- in the form of lovers and loved ones. Some wake you up after they’re gone- others startle you as they depart. Lovers depart like a fife- cutting silence with great

Happiness, Happiness

Happiness, Happiness prose poem

Upon a child’s first cry Upon boy/girl getting laurels When father gets promotion When a new house is bought When the first poem is published When love is reciprocated When good food is served When a beggar gets sufficient alms

My Internal Rose

My Internal Rose short poem

My internal rose, see the sincerity in my eyes, please feel the truth in every beat of my heart.. The rivers envy your walk, while clouds celebrate your softness, your concerns are like honey, while your touch calms storms, your

Holding You In Mind

Holding You In Mind short poem

You’ve crossed my mind many nights. Sometimes I just lay there, holding you tight in mind. Wandering your body with my hands. Filling my fingers with the skin I’ve dreamt so much about. The things you keep hidden. unraveled in

Me And My Airship (Or: The Musings Of An Engineer)

Me And My Airship (Or: The Musings Of An Engineer) short poem

July 20th, 1822. We’ve done it. As I lay down my tools for the last time, Here stands before me the fruit of my labour. This night, a technology beyond its time has been born. She truly is beautiful. A