Decision-time Poems

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

Beautiful Eyes

Beautiful Eyes long poem

Beautiful eyes Imagine falling in love with someone you have never seen. Would you give your heart away to a mystery? What if you could fall head over heels, do you think you would try? Or would you run away

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Looking Back

Looking Back short poem

Staring at the sky on an early dawn of a day , when the light of twinkling stars are still fighting to give peace , you are not fascinated . Fascinated to hold your queer life freely back again. You

If Need Be

If Need Be short poem

Candle light, candle glow, inner sight, will to know, healing light surround me now, relieve my Spirit’s darkest vow. I am the Earth, centered and strong, I am the vessel for good and wrong, the human soul roots grow deep

Stop The Slaughter

Stop The Slaughter sonnet poems

Why dont you refuse to be selfish and cruel, Over meat you drool Why have you become animals’ graveyard, These mute creatures are worthy to be safeguard Why are you keen on feeding your tyrannical appetite, Are you blind to

Moonflower

Moonflower short poem

Oh my Moonflower! I am collecting the carcasses Of your love in my memoir. When the rites are over I shall find you across the island Floating in a boat of garlands. Trying to reach you in the other land

A Real Jack The Ripper In A Small American Town

A Real Jack The Ripper In A Small American Town short poem

Gladys was a devote Baptist and a Sweet old lady who never had anything Bad to say about anybody so when this Young man moved into the neighborhood They said you can just look into his eyes And see he’s

Life

Life short poem

A path that exists between birth and death, this life is never straight. Every time you need to confront obstacles, even if you have already fought many battles. The book of life contains both happy and sad memories, and it

Separation

Separation short poem

I lose myself in you – a path on the slopes of a bathed in light mountain. I feel that am one with you yet I want to know if I climb or go down- if you ascend to the

Memories Of A Monk

Memories Of A Monk short poem

I do not know What the relationship between Me and him was. All that I know is that I loved him He is no more now But he is still living in my mind More vibrantly than When he was

A Swallow Who Won’t Wallow

A Swallow Who Wont Wallow short poem

Am a swallow who’s fled from this world; to reside in a personal inferno! I fell into the hands of a virtual nomad; who got lost between what was unsaid & untrue. Like a greenhorn I followed him & ventured;

Terrarium

Terrarium short poem

We Live in a terrarium.. With our lives we scurry around like little ants. We run to the store. We run to the Dentist. We run to pick up the children. We run to our jobs. Every day pretty much

Hot To Trot

Hot To Trot long poem

Irish, Cherokee and Aries… Well they say look out he’s On the war path again I dare you to dare me to see Who can out drink who when It comes to whiskey, I dare You to dare me to

Fall

Fall short poem

he never used a typewriter yet the tendons in his wrist twitched like metal typebars, fleet, oily, tapping awful messages when he was supposed to be at rest – his eyelids answered as if scanning for answers those desolate webpages

Future Hides

Future Hides short poem

It should not have come early; the death, had insulted the terrible suffering. Shadows were lengthening. I wanted to live in infinite nothingness of the wrong time. Hope was not a perforated dimension, it was my religion. When nobody was

Once Upon A Time……….

Once Upon A Time.......... short poem

Speechless I stood with fumbling words from my quivering lips…. My deadened heart almost wrenched, My cloudy eyes almost to rain…. The writhing pain gushing through my entire soul….. I am being a part from myself My parts melting in

I Am Smitten With You

I Am Smitten With You prose poem

Hello dear where you have been since we met last in the canteen I have been looking for you everywhere even in dreams you’re so beautiful that you take my breath away your awesome company complete me in so many

Black & White

Black & White short poem

‘Charge!’ cried the infantry, pushing forward block by block, Paving way for others to follow and stalk – Resulting in heavy casualties on both sides, All for a king too reluctant to fight; Queen, Bishop, Knight and Rook, Fight to

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

Little Black Dress

Little Black Dress short poem

With the essence of elegance, And with the timelessness of beautified brilliance, My mind knows there’s not a word in existence, That could ever explain or express, What my eyes see in this moment that’s left my world in a

Jesus, Hope For The World

Jesus, Hope For The World short poem

Jesus, hope for the world Hope for the ones who are Tired and fearful and looking For rest Jesus, glorious and ruling With love and with peace for A world that seeking the God who will redeem and Bring comfort

Scarf On Head

Scarf On Head short poem

Tangled clues with sensuous sparring; the incense was rising from the blue moon. It was body’s integrity, a lender was demanding when lust had become prodigal. Behind the thin veil, red eyes stared unblinkingly at the portrait of a nude

Her New Tattoo

Her  New Tattoo short poem

Softly butterflies flutter by Your fingers tracing down my spine Chemistry sweet between us two Through it all, eyes say I want you Your fingers tracing down my spine Smoking coals now lead to fire Through it all, eyes say

An Absent Minded Mouse

An Absent Minded Mouse long poem

I once saw a mouse Upon a doll’s house Sniffing and twitching his nose I asked how he was And he looked right across And said, not too bad I suppose I asked, Are you waiting For someone or thing

If Only…

If Only... short poem

I love her hair, And that skin, so fair… I am enamoured by Her Voice, And those divine eyes…. I am consumed by Her smile, And that inimitable style… I am smitten with Her walk, And the way she talks…

A Tumultuous Welcome

A Tumultuous Welcome short poem

Tell me about the bluetoothed man, of his stark naked truth, in toe for a brief pause. The toll was mounting. The tallest fraud of chilling facts. The city of cold murders of hermaphrodite. The sex of meanest level to

Welcome Back From The Dead

Welcome Back From The Dead short poem

Well and you left me way too soon just like that one sad day out of the blue I cried every minute of everyday and every night for about a week or two ’til I casted that forbidden spell in

Way of life

Way of life prose poem

The mother knows compassion and grants permission the father accepts responsibility and manifests reality the child is born and experiences god directly the adolescent unfortunately forgets its connection to the divine the teacher shares self-evident truths and growth occurs the

Who Do I Love The Most?

Who Do I Love The Most? prose poem

Who do I love the most? the imaginary picture of Jack Frost the king of pop or the one girl who let me chat with her lap top the millionaire of the town the lady who coloured my hair coffee

University Of Life

University Of Life prose poem

You’re a scholar, I’m a scholar, and everyone’s a scholar! Similar uniform, “Different coloured tie around the collar” Giant classroom, lessons and tests, “We’re always learning” So many tutorials we attend, “It can be very concerning?” People are busy and

The Mountain and the River….

The Mountain and the River.... short poem

After a very long time; five years to be specific, I came across yet another phase in my life when I was again full upto the brim. This time though I had no energy in me to raise the height

Cactus

Cactus short poem

Oh, the greenness In the desert… You are the sign of bravery You are the mark of subsistence You challenge the established fate. But, you don’t have Enemies in the desert, do you? Nevertheless, here are Thousands of enemies For

Going For The Gold

Going For The Gold long poem

Well now and I’m Going for the Gold Not standing in the shadows Giving it my heart and soul Up the mountain, down the road New found determination, no Competition, first edition Not standing, not standing In the shadows ‘cuz

Small Talk

Small Talk short poem

Surge in hidden chastity enters the torch but the enemy was within. Brown clouds over the black carbon, glaciers were melting; the assault rifle stands alone in snow. This was not ignorance, a purposeful denial of white truce in the

May Day

May Day short poem

lamplight reflection sits in the trees gives eyes to the leaves they watch without blinking there is beauty everywhere an old couple reworking their wills to include their new granddaughter a lay preacher sober since last Sunday enthralled with the

Pillar of You

Pillar of You short poem

I lay awake and miss you I just want to hold and kiss you When I think about you My heartbeat starts to go crazy Because you are so special to me I need you to hug me And when

Topical Now…

Topical Now... short poem

Integrity of door was challenged, walls will not take the blame. Tension increased between believing and non-believing. Did we listen to moaning of night? There was a murder in broad day-light. Eyes will not betray the whisking of corpse, pallbearers

My Love My Moon

My Love My Moon short poem

I am like a pheasant enamored by moon Who is attracted to moon for its beauty Let me play with the streaks with its tune Let me be out of horizons to be just free Moon from centuries is loved

Freedom

Freedom prose poem

Tossed and tumbled in the mischievous wind I quickly realized how badly I needed a string attached to my wings and a hand on the back end that I may float in resonance to the breezy music. that I may

Ramblings

Ramblings short poem

Untouched by words aloof from emotions dipped in water, but not wet blown by air, but not dry cold in heat, hot in cold detached from surroundings formless like smoke roaming from one place to another like a nomad, a

Lost in translation

Lost in translation english poems

What is lost, what did we gain what was possible then what makes it impossible now answers lost in translation questions re-phrased to mean different things feelings are still the same thoughts wander off though I saw a vision and