Cycles Poems

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

Human Heart And Cycles Of Change

Human Heart And Cycles Of Change short poem

Sun rises in east and sets in west, every month, moon appears and disappears, seasons come and seasons go, but heart rhythms are unceasing. Night comes and fades away- day arrives and gradually it disappears; in rain and in sun-

The Cycles Of Life

The Cycles Of Life long poem

Everything in this earth has a cycle of life of its own From the continents of the earth to the sun to the cosmos unknown Everything starts as one form of matter And then changes to many others each necessary

Life’s Daily Cycles

Lifes Daily Cycles short poem

Life’s daily cycles: Mind thinks, feels, dreams. Intellect reasons; Heart craves; The “I” deluded, thinks it acts, It enjoys, it suffers; Waking, dreaming, sleeping cycles. Each in Cycle their own, revel; In the dim background; The silent ever Wakeful Awareness,

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Seasons In New England.

Seasons In New England. prose poem

From the lakes in New Hampshire to the sand dunes of Cape Cod. From the mountains of Vermont to the seaports of Rhode Island. From the rocky seacoast of Maine to the Gold Coast of Connecticut. Winters of snow and

Poems containing references to : Cycles

Childhood Memories

Childhood Memories short poem

Climbing trees, And the warm summer breeze. Watching bugs on the ground creep, While everyone’s asleep. Spicy village chicken curry, Living each moment without a worry, And watching ants scurry. The fragrance of fresh blooms, The clouds closing in before

Reincarnation

Reincarnation sonnet poems

My bafflement forces my day to waste, Shall I for them or for my eyes alone Or for a purpose yet abstruse, go on – Another serving of this bitter taste? Yes sinner I am trying to be chaste, fixated,

Republic Of The Broken Home

Republic Of The Broken Home long poem

In the republic of the broken home, Its the children, who hold fort alone, For those who sit upon the throne, Are away fighting battles of their own. Every morning they arrive at the front lines, Wearing uniforms and memorizing

The Ocean In Me

The Ocean In Me short poem

I open my eyes and look outside my window, And see the ocean staring back at me… We have silent chats, I with my eyes, and she with her tides… The rising waves of the ocean, Have many stories to

Too Good To Be True

Too Good To Be True prose poem

As the days go by, the sun rises & sets to choices & decisions are filled in our voices We look forward & we look back at our visions of our success & remorses We plan, pray & hope God’s

When I Lay In Rest

When I Lay In Rest long poem

When I lay in rest And now the cycle again, Turns on when, I lay in rest Under the almond blossoms, in the chest. I travel back through the narrow lanes, Of my mind Into the chuckles and games- That

Then It Is Love

Then It Is Love short poem

When the sky seems so near, the clouds seems to sing the song of your heart, The stars dancing in cycles, cycling all round you, When the wind seems to be playing your favorite guitar tune and its Waves smoothly

Tree

Tree short poem

Trees are planted by the wise, Idiots examine a tree to be just a source of beauty, But an intelligent knows it’s price, Trees are not human who shout at their good, But are like gods who have importance in

Blissful Ignorance

Blissful Ignorance short poem

If Unicorns were real would you see what i see or remain stuck on the end of a leash ? do you believe in magic or has your mind been shut by society? have you lost your imagination ? no!

Bold Step

Bold Step short poem

Night enters into the drift. I get through a fossil, quite beyond the light, a search begins for a tortured being in some ideal’s mire. The battle begins, of fears and doubts and upon the trampled sun-blind truths of past

The Orchestra And Me

The Orchestra And Me prose poem

I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,

Tempest In My Coffee Cup

Tempest In My Coffee Cup prose poem

YOUR COFFEE MUG still sits where you left it, half-empty, atop your favorite porcelain, brim smudged with a curious combination of dried froth and pink lipstick. It’s my little testimony, you know, to a life well led and a union

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Loneliness

Loneliness short poem

A meaningless void, Festering inside of me… An uncontrollable urge, That no one can see… It brings me down, binding me in chains… Though it seems unreal, But it hurts and it pains…!! Loneliness remains my friend, Though I want

I Guess

I Guess short poem

I Guess… I guess I am getting old, I guess that is how the life unfolds. The thoughts I get aren’t that sweet, I try to learn from all the tweets. They say I am immature, Now, I don’t care,

Dusk

Dusk short poem

Oh and as the sun begins to set I come alive The moon comes curling around the mountains Like a blue lamp in a dusty pink sky… I step into the velvet of the night that I love In my

The Crooked Tree Poem

The Crooked Tree Poem short poem

Oh Lord Almighty!! as I stand here crippled I complain to thee!! for making me crooked I look around, everything’s so nice You have filled me with only vice!! All trees flowers birds and bees Oh I envy all of

Emerald Guitar

Emerald Guitar ballad

All I had was my songs and this guitar Until one day you passed by me. You stood there, wind blowing in your hair I couldn’t help but drown in your gaze and stare A dream that seemed back then

Massive Wolves

Massive Wolves prose poem

Nestled high in the Rocky Mountain Range, a mystical valley is uniquely situated. Eloquently encased by snow draped peaks. A breading ground for Hoary Marmots. Continually feeding a high spirited pack of massive wolves, is found. These massive wolves are

The Difficulty Of A Memory

The Difficulty Of A Memory short poem

One difficulty still haunting him That time could not absolve Was the invisible sense that would come over him Deep in the night when suddenly, forced awake From exhaustion, he’d remember the war A village, a road, or maybe the

Being Me

Being Me long poem

Does the society know my stand? I am not with a price tag to be sold to a man. I work everyday till the sky is red, till the earth turns black and the sound is dead. Why me? My

Pantheon

Pantheon short poem

After the moon it was an unkempt night. I wanted to kill the narrative and recast the frozen history. A dirt road leads to a new trajectory now, splattered with blood. A double tongued thought brings the ire of screaming

I Tried

I Tried short poem

I didn’t always love you as I do now. I didn’t always listen to you. I didn’t always follow your commands. I went so far as to tell you, “Leave me alone.” I broke promises to you and didn’t always

I Wish I Could

I Wish I Could short poem

I remember all the ways I took, Today I am standing at the end . I just gave my journey a backward look , Yes, I am sad and my confidence bends . I wish I could start all over

You Everywhere !

You Everywhere ! prose poem

I can’t stop writing when I think of you You are morning’s cold water splash You are the shower of rain from hanging clouds You are favourite song on my lips You are the dream keeps me awake every night

I Will Glow More

I Will Glow More short poem

A river was frozen in my chest, O God – I choose a burning boat to reach you. My planet has become a broken bridge. Voiceless hymns are haunting me. Standing in a remote village of words, my poetry beside

April Rain

April Rain short poem

Welcome overcast sky from incessant heat Drizzle gently falling on freshly wet street Feel is overwhelming for indolence to set With drop in mercury and in rain to get wet Odd for time of year coming event it tells Rains

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

Mother’s Day

Mothers Day short poem

cement heart of disappointment you traveled but not far enough graceful hands and tapered nails handwriting worthy of a calligrapher barking your knuckles peeling spuds standing in boots and a man’s coat you stink of his sweat raise his children

Face your real face

Face your real face short poem

I’m a temporary guest, I will one day fall and distinguish, But you don’t deserve this title, because you are going to be here, you have the power, to turn evil into goodness, your destiny is different from mine, I

And Like A Spoon, I Fell

And Like A Spoon, I Fell short poem

She felt my thirst. Grabbing my legs lifting me in the air. I had no idea what was about to happen. The plastic removed from my face, the breath of life. I felt comfort in her hands. The places that

The Mirror

The Mirror long poem

As she sat and watched at the castle Beautiful and lavish as it may seem It had three doors and three doors it had As She walked towards the first door Heart racing, feet trembling She opened it, with all

The Seeds Of Today

The Seeds Of Today short poem

All of the flowers of all the tomorrows Are held in the seeds of today All of the dreamers have moments they borrow Without much intent to repay All of the highways in all new directions Are open to all

Fate

Fate short poem

She screamed at the edge “Fate cannot be changed”, she fell I reached my hand, like many times This time I catch thin air I screamed, shouted, begged She never came She was tired of the game That she was

I Love Me

I Love Me long poem

I love me. No, I am not a narcissist. Even though you may think but loving myself is not a kink. I don’t wait for a positive response from you. Your views about me do not state what is true.

The Germ Man

The Germ Man short poem

The shape of space inside my head is relative to boundless loss of antiquity. The wind consists of exceptional conflict. Imminent force, which describes a hazard of sorts, wrapped in a hard-shelled skeleton. Orthodox doctrine originates with the ancestors, descendants

That

That short poem

I will sit or lay. Not in sadness or tears, you don’t understand. I’m in-between everything. That time I starred at that horse. I wanted to be it so much. Its pensive eyes knew I was not worth a glance.

Seemingly Snowing

Seemingly Snowing short poem

In good old days I built adobe houses for each memory but then came flooding, freezing and again flooding even the scarecrow’s shirt discolored in our orchard with red apples However you still ask me what happened, how do I

Laughter On Tenth Avenue

Laughter On Tenth Avenue short poem

Grim, forbidding a streetfull of patients First we must distract them – that is the role Of the dance – our worn shoes and shopping carts Are ideal for the purpose, pure percussion Rolling rhythm we dance on a river