Customer Poems

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

Moody Mind

Moody Mind short poem

Mind is a very tricky customer Sometimes it is in Ecstasy for no reasons Sometimes it is somber in spite of good reasons Mood changes according to desires Mood is pleasant when complimented Mood is murky when criticised None wants

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Smile Is Life

Smile Is Life short poem

A Mother’s smile to her child is like a Boost that Nourishes the child with love warmth and affection Of threads of life weaves the human ties. A Teacher’s smile shapes his student’s unrefined wisdom As a carpenter reshapes a

An eventful Day, Sometime Back

An eventful Day, Sometime Back short poem

Had marathon client meetings, Productive, some not so great and Towards the end of the day a reluctant Revisit to a very difficult customer. Crawling traffic, snarling cops, blaring horns and People playing charades of abuse of all kind. Energy

Internal Conflicts

Internal Conflicts long poem

I find comfort in self pity. Belittling myself, my actions and even the mere five second thoughts of my success. I’m tied up by this part of me. The part I’m inevitably dependent on. It is the initial segment of

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Female Silence

Female Silence long poem

I fell asleep in my chair I awoke and a room full of smiling women Looked at me With Death’s Stare I asked myself Am I dreaming? What are these women scheming? I fear my mind these women soon will

Tribute To Grand Son

Tribute To Grand Son long poem

Tribute – on his Birth I stepped into the evening Of my life and lost interest in living And thought of leaving This wild world. I was waiting To see my grand son arriving Into this wicked world smiling Before

Dont Let Her Know

Dont Let Her Know short poem

When last night, You told goodbye, I smiled and waved, Even though inside I cried… You had to go, And I never knew, It’d be hard for me, To live or survive… ‘So don’t let her know, That I’m alone,

May I Say

May I Say short poem

At ethnic moment on the moonfront, artless impressionists of parallel conflicts with anxious looks come to share the self realized truth of mangled uncertainties, watching your own dead body: small chicks huddle together for contemporary thoughts of violence-to kill or

An Outstanding Statue In Lpu

An Outstanding Statue In Lpu sonnet poems

Nineteen Thirty to Two Thousand and Four Expounds a brief history of a noble Grandeur Not just a mere statue of cement, but of a great man A shiny suited man, who welcomes everyone. Surrounded by flags and healthy pampered

A Million Reasons

A Million Reasons short poem

A million reasons to smile, but none more than you; For every moment spent along, feels really good as new. A million reasons to sing, but I wouldn’t for any other; For you fill me with such joy, you’re my

Appreciation

Appreciation long poem

You live just once, you know about that? If not, it’s time to realize and just accept it. I’m telling this for you because of weird thing inside my head. It makes me crazy when I’m going into bed. I

Dream

Dream short poem

What I cannot do in real, I can do that in my dream … All my thoughts fill with life All my thoughts flow like a stream… My fears decease I can do anything in my dream I can talk

Yellow Face

Yellow Face short poem

When life falls apart you do not pick up the shadow. It is the shadow, which gathers you in arms. Little things make a difference a diety comes at your door. And a gift lies broken a little bread was

The Nurse

The Nurse short poem

she’s all alone again just a moment composing herself without a mirror tremors in her chest her rib cage trying to collapse upon her heart the first one – years distant was her grandfather on the carpeted steps next to

A Multitude Of Woes

A Multitude Of Woes short poem

As a young man, I was always obsessed By melancholy. I saw deep sadness, The quality That so tormented my heroes, Such as Arthur Rimbaud, And Montgomery Clift, As glamorous and romantic, But it’s not… It’s not remotely romantic, When

What Harm Is There In A Thorn?

What Harm Is There In A Thorn? long poem

Racism is a poisoned thorn that is imbedded in the heart of America. At first glance, it appears the thorn is merely a sliver creating a small amount of—discomfort but not really a wound worth considering after all, it will

Senzenina (xenophobia)

Senzenina (xenophobia) long poem

Our father left us while we were young We could not clean our own stable And we did not know how to But we knew how to protect our color. Our mother separated us for the reason You had to

Hell

Hell short poem

I will send them down to hell, oh my oh dear that sounds so swell Burn their houses down to the ground Keep their heads under water to drown Beat them with sticks to their grave For all the pain

Stuntion

Stuntion short poem

Stuntion Stuntion I made you a girl with plenty of emotions You always asked for my attention Hurting you wasn’t my intention When you start to know me I changed like a season I know you are mad and I’m

River Boat

River Boat short poem

A sunny day on the river Ouse was chasing away the blues Sure, nothing to lose Divine muse Joy We really enjoyed our little cruise drinking coffee and some booze Sure, nothing to lose Divine muse Boy What a life!

Absolute Love

Absolute Love short poem

And he has waited for her since eternity, eternity still awaits him. He has spanned infinity, infinity separates him from her. His love is true, eternal-infinite, beautiful. She is Absolute: true, eternal-infinite, beautiful. In a moment and a movement, she

The Never Ending Race.

The Never Ending Race. long poem

We are always a part of the race. The race to be everywhere. The race to be in the first place, The race to be here and there. Running behind time, Because it is always ahead of us. Running behind

Being A Big Girl

Being A Big Girl short poem

You are a big girl now Crying is weakness You are alone now Remember to put on your happy face We don’t want people to see Your tears are just for you They speak so much, all at once Their

Freedom?

Freedom? short poem

our wings grow from the heart but stop on the neck suffocating us we bury the feelings deep in the arteries until the blood has no room to move we spit like the husks of seeds only words that are

Leaf

Leaf short poem

The stillness of the wind Is all around As I walk along This stretch of sand Oh! how I am amazed A beauty so grand As I stood and gazed This majestic land I knelt and picked A leaf in

Painting By My Words

Painting By My Words short poem

I have a few words to soothe you, I have them ONLY for YOU, Presenting them to you, To flatter you, to make you feel blessed! I have a few words, to curl on your face, I have them ONLY

Non – ‘I’

Non   I short poem

I intend to move away from myself as apologia for sadness, Could not give up the zen, powerless, breathless, drowning, in my skin, my veins, sharing the existence of undoing, what was something. Nobody I am, connecting to you by

That Smile

That Smile short poem

That smile… ooh, that smile. It has its own style… taming the wild. Bringing out the child within an old soul. That smile has its own glow … an independent show. Among the undeserving … that smile just keeps on

I.d.i.o.t

I.d.i.o.t short poem

A wise man said, “don’t follow the money, Let the money follow you”, So I followed the latter, Wondered half the world thinking, I am flowing with the thoughts of the restless heart, Made friends, relations and emotions, Yet, I

Penknife

Penknife short poem

four poems on the nightstand written on cigarette paper they could be linked together into a manifesto with patience with skill and a fingernail of spit all the things you thought about me you were never shy about dishing out

Pacemaker

Pacemaker short poem

Hunger comes back like a dagger on face. With iris and fingerprints. Live, fluttering butterflies, stuck on lampshades. Wrecked, frozen, the ending of seeming. Men in cages. They were diluting the culture. Chlorophyll siphoned off. No color, no sprouts. The

Shakespeare In The Park

Shakespeare In The Park short poem

Torrents swept the gutters Mercutio ran in from the parking lot hoping there would be no stabbings under Romeo’s arm today frogs felt the building mud and croaked atypical for Seattle at any time haunted house thunder shook the aged

Be Warned

Be Warned short poem

Lash after Lash you strike again you come back to give yet another lash, like it’s for you, the sparkle in your eye, the glare on your face is not because of your new found love! Oh no it’s because

To Die Of Love

To Die Of Love long poem

There are those who love only if it does not require much sacrifice Then there are those who love no matter what the price To give only that which one has left over is no big deal But to surrender

The Best Picture Cover

The Best Picture Cover long poem

Strolling through the park With my lady after dark When I kiss her I can hear her voice whisper As our spirit dances Like a drifter across the sky Oh how I so miss her tenderness Among the brightest stars

16/12/2014

16/12/2014 short poem

Voices that had welcomed the day with prayers of peace and enlightenment, froze, forever. discord of your lunacy bereaved your hearts of feeling the joy of those chants, those songs so you subdued them, with your guns but there will

At Sixty

At Sixty long poem

AT SIXTY I approached SIXTY I started behaving FUNKY I thought life will be MESSY I feared my brain to be EMPTY I started thinking life will be SHODDY I was deep into WORRY I dreaded the fateful DAY I

Missed Opportunities

Missed Opportunities short poem

Sometimes in your life, Time will go astray, You can’t save those moments, For another day. Missed opportunities, Times you should have had, But we got the good times, Mixed up with the bad. Sometimes we take the wrong path,

Life Is Not A Limited Bound

Life Is Not A Limited Bound short poem

Life is not a limited bound …. life lies under the ocean of tears, after the phase of fears . There is much beyound complaining , there is so much left to do beside just saying . Leaving behind the

Unrequited Love

Unrequited Love short poem

There’s voids of emptiness bridging you and me, Unknown to you, you are already known to me. You and me, like the two loops of the same knot, Baits of our own fate, one day we are destined to get