Daith Poems

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

Rise And Shine

Rise And Shine short poem

Nothing is impossible in this universe.. Not your dreams.. Not your Passion.. Catch your fate in your hand… We are one nation… The brave nation…. By holding the strong belief… Strong minds.. No sorrow can destroy us… We will stand

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The Indian Sign

The Indian Sign prose poem

The town is known as Williamsville; It’s just a tiny hamlet, with one small green, on one small street with only seven houses; but long ago was home to Indians, their children, and their spouses. In honor of this peaceful

Missing

Missing short poem

In the morning I miss my childhood In the mid day, the lunch We had together, In the evening the harmonious Sound of the musical tunes Of your talk, At night The short slumbers We had together, but now I

My Smiling Buddha

My Smiling Buddha short poem

In the bosom of a heart A mother bore a little one With all pangs of pain In motherhood and labor. In the chambers of her heart She kept him safe Suckled the little one With all her love. An

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

Fairy Tale

Fairy Tale short poem

The unwed moon rowing like a swan on blue lake after making love to silence. Dignified shadows walk on black beach gathering white heels. Only lunatics will sing in shapeless lines. Who cares for a sequence? The milk of love

Problems

PROBLEMS Problems spare none Rich or poor; young or old none is free of problems Problems do come often some appears huge some miniature Huge problems appear like miniature when health gives way Miniature problem gets evaporated when losing somebody

One Summer Night

One Summer Night prose poem

Can you believe it my dear? The passage of time is enough to draw tears. This June, we will have been married 44 years. Do you remember when and where we were when I proposed to you one summer night?

Kiddo In The Well

Kiddo In The Well short poem

She’s just a child, Lost in her own world. A dream not hers by right, The world full of laughter and joy ; Enlightenment he did give. Yet she lives in two worlds; One, carefree and so much of love

Gone

Gone short poem

I held on to you For immeasurable time I have kept finding you In the night sky I have kept looking out of my window Hoping against hoping That I would see you Like the old times But all I

Beware of the dog

Beware of the dog short poem

Begging for love but the silence can’t reach us A dog watching from the side of the street Beware , beware of the dog it wants to eat your soul Don’t look him in the eyes or your heart will

The Second Monthe

The Second Monthe short poem

Our ancient timeless land is in the Southern Hemisphere, so it is now our summer time. Childhood memories of golden days, long beach walks and calm balmy nights are alive and very well. They are shining days full of happiness

Clumsy Ginny

Clumsy Ginny short poem

Clumsy Ginny, hit her back, Sliding on an icy track, Getting up she heard a crack, T’was a bone popped in her back. Clumsy Ginny couldn’t walk, Hurt so bad was hard to talk, “Got to stay there in the

God Of My Joy

God Of My Joy short poem

Only in God do I have the peace The love and the joy in me Only in God is there hope for This world Only in God do we seek The wonders and mercy We have in Him My God

Alive

Alive long poem

Childhood …well that’s quite hazy. Everyday was a new task, every milestone a new story, every year a new place, a new start. Those days, those changes I had always wished it never happened or never mattered But here I am.. thrown

A Secret Self

A Secret Self short poem

Every night this body becomes a dissecting knife a crime scene of blood and unstrung flesh, the lamb spreads the wool for a deadly charge of skull plate with a gift of mathematics a moon cutout in sky before the

The Crown Travels

The Crown Travels short poem

The king is dead! Long live the king! History of rulers is no different from ordinary mortals, The crowns and kohinoors travel from one head to another uneasier head. Emperors, Monarchs, Kings, Pharaohs abdicated By methods natural and unnatural, Thrones

Listening To The Sea – V

Listening To The Sea   V short poem

Am I the water or the Mud? How can your dusty eyes see me? Can you not wipe away the tears of longing? Free me from the memory of you Let the winds whisper your name I will still sail

Let Me Fly

Let Me Fly short poem

Don’t tie me down… I’m afraid I’d get smothered. Don’t hold me back… I’m afraid I’d never revive. Don’t chain me with unseen shackles… I’m afraid my soul would shriek in pain. Don’t slay my wings… I’m afraid my dreams

Evening Love

Evening Love short poem

pink love in the evening no beauty any longer old or not old feelings never get old like assets lips to lips days to days all the times ring and pick clay like kids fix and smile O! love and

The Stealthy Wizard

The Stealthy Wizard prose poem

Who is he who so dastardly continues to displease heaven? Who is he who failed in his attempt to rule via usurpation? Who is this timid one who stands in the way of his own advancement, but yet unduly influences

Kill The Smartphone

Kill The Smartphone prose poem

Cold fingers, glowing face Head down, thumbs up Red eyes, watery and strained Our heads ache from the new emperor’s reign. There’s buzzing pockets A reminder that it’s always there and the people on the other side demand our attention

My Silent Plant

My Silent Plant short poem

Part of my family, you’ve always been. Earth is our house; the flower pot is Eden. We are a union of Chlorophyll and melanin. Chlorophyll gives you an ever-green colour. Melanin determines my skin colour. I still however, don’t know

In The Domains Of Irrelevant Passion

In The Domains Of Irrelevant Passion short poem

A demanding desire Soaring up Chasing me to the outskirts of Contagious passion To enhance the beauty Deliberately smuggling in All the reachable resources Every chemical blend That would add the fineries Often tranquil imitations Rousing up the glamour In

Garden In The Sky

Garden In The Sky long poem

At the end of every visit, as though it was the last time we would meet They gave a hug and say “Good Luck” then wave us down the street I looked back, see them both and then begin to

Our Time

Our Time short poem

Sometimes it seems like life rushes by No time to laugh, no time to cry Good times come, bad times go We’ve learned to love, and we’ve learned to grow My friends and I have become as one But when

Toeless Journey

Toeless Journey short poem

The hawk was always hatching a pacer, to spin the surveillance, tampering the tracks of violence. The haul was heavy. Moon and fishes went on to spread the dragnet striking gold from the liquid denials. The sovereignity was violated of

Farewell

Farewell short poem

Nothing more to do or see I’ve seen it all The sudden rise The tragic fall… A better life Supposedly awaits. Why not end this then? An honorable goodbye Rather than a bland farewell. Let’s celebrate one last time Bring

Disasterpiece

Disasterpiece ballad

My thoughts echo through what once was the home of ideas in my mind defining me as who i want to be,when what was thought to be brilliance to the one lost and undefiled by the pseudo-realities of childhood whoare

Lost To Be Alive

Lost To Be Alive ballad

Like the cold old mountains And the sorrowful seas Are there, forever, Immobile; souls and minds. I’m lost, Patiently lost. Like the tender fairy wind, Comes with such magnificent swift. Like the roaring river To be absorbed into the lover’s

She

She short poem

She was killed even before she was born, She was raped and they said her clothes aren’t so long, She ached for months as long as nine, There’s a scar on her face but she says it’s all fine, At

Collective Guilt

Collective Guilt short poem

profiling the divine phallus on terraced shrouds of fault the dilemma of arcane notation starts for that succultent rumours, emotively torn asunder, a green room becomes epiphanic, the voice was gone with black sun; buried onto neck in the drenched

Any Volunteers

Any Volunteers short poem

When every star is blanketed including heaven’s gate, who will paint the colours of sunrise on the lake. When hearing is of thunder with splitting huricanes, whe can sing of love of life. When speeches all run out of words

When They Write

When They Write long poem

A story they have to tell One that can teach a lesson like a folktale With a lot being observed And knowing that no dish has been served They grab a pencil and paper Cause the pages are still eager

Cloud and flower

Cloud and flower short poem

Are you there Are you real Or just a cloud in the sky Rains hard on me Drenches my existence With the aroma of romance Fills my senses Then disappears With the wind and the weather Are you a friend?

Sense Of Freedom

Sense  Of Freedom ballad

In the morning, nothing: every trace of him effaced, all the field pure white, its surface glittering, the dawn, glancing from its glaze, oblique, relentless, unadorned. It is the silver jubilee year Of a wedding knot tied On a September

Where The Peace, Suu kyi?

Where The Peace, Suu kyi? short poem

Where the Peace, Suu kyi…? Aung San Suu Kyi You were the bird of peace of our mind… Now, we drive you away Out of the garden of peace of our heart Where we ensconced Gandhi and Nelson Mandela Mother

Never Give Up

Never Give Up short poem

This world isn’t a positive one. Sometimes you lose your inner strength You eventually feel you’re quite done Your intellect is out of length Your childhood deceived your present state Your home is now a cave You let your life

Suffering..

Suffering.. short poem

I didn’t expect you to care When at nights my throat would get choked with your memories And my tears would wet my shirt When my hands pressed my mouth so that no one could hear me crying Because I

Achieve Real Happiness

Achieve Real Happiness long poem

“HASAN MUSTAFA” my Sweet Valentine You always glitter you always shine Allah may shower bounties on you Always adopt the way that is true you abstain from that what is bad That is natural in you to never be sad