Decorate Poems

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

Locked In Poetry

Locked In Poetry sonnet poems

I’ll let you know some things if I may, Like a captor addressing a prisoner to be. Words like ropes that do not fray, I am locking you in my poetry. It is selfish of me to hold you like

Poems containing references to : Decorate

Come Back Soon

Come Back Soon short poem

Everyday, the sun returns to embrace the ocean. In twilight, the birds return to their nests. Every night, the stars come back to decorate the sky, and in the moonlight, Jasmines bloom again. To return, you may think of another

On Independence Day

On Independence Day long poem

See here came again Independence Day with pain. This day says that we are free From bondage of British decree, They troubled us with tyranny And looted our mind and money, Much blood was stained And Our freedom was regained,

I Had An Egg Today.

I Had An Egg Today. prose poem

They’ve often asked if I was restricted by a religion, But “I just can’t eat” had always been my sermon. However, I was fascinated by how they made it And why their tongues galloped as they tasted. So I took

Corpse Is Being Sent

Corpse Is Being Sent short poem

In the stand-off between stolen history and presiding deity. Priest was hanged, while a blue cloud was shedding the yellow moon. Who was selling God on the road? A tall coconut tree was my home; all but your mouth was

Caterpillar

Caterpillar short poem

On a bright spring morning When water droplets sprinkled garden Is shining with sprouting leaves and fruits I crawl amidst the serene beauty feeding on Anything that tastes fresh on my mouth ‘Coz I am just a baby, but you

A Christmas Tree

A Christmas Tree prose poem

Christmas December comes Everything in market is labeled Special discounts display on Packs and boxes of gifts Colorful nights light up Children look for Santa Claus Christmas bazaar invites Christmas trees as well to be sold Children want a tree

Things My Mother Taught Me

Things My Mother Taught Me ballad

My mother taught me everything, When she sat me down on that toliet and informed me this is my life now. Though I was young I still remember sitting there for almost an hour as she didn’t tell me that

Insanity

Insanity prose poem

(1) It is insane that while your heart jumps at evening on the strings of a harp, while your beloved lady’s hair flies with every breeze of jazz, while you wash up at morning under showers of gardens sounds, but

Let’s “stop” Abrading Nature

Let’s “stop” Abrading Nature short poem

Years ago it was nice to see the flurry outside, We played there with gusto But now we have mauled nature, Because of our non-altruism attitude, We have grown natty in our culture, But we are ninny in our thoughts

Earth Is Fertile

Earth Is Fertile short poem

Awaken like the swelling sun, My exotic lust takes a slow run Awaken like the genesis of day, My sweet love sings this midday A new sound is heard like the call of a bird, My will sobs at the

Stupid Bird

Stupid Bird short poem

“I am a bird, speaking from my cage. It’s hard to live on stage. Please leave me; leave me for God. Why you chained me in this knot? Have I harmed you, done you wrong Or I please not, that

Golden Land

Golden Land ode

“THE GOLDEN LAND” On the branches of the green trees, The golden nests of multicoloured birds, Honeycombs in the orchards full of honeybees. Beautiful sparkling rivers flowing serpentine, The Nightingales singing their sweetest hymns, The plants of aubergine are shining

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Midnight In The Rose Garden

Midnight In The Rose Garden short poem

Midnight in the Rose Garden, in the shadow of the moon’s Shadow well, I retrace the paths we used to walk back to That moon-flower covered two storey gazebo…I climb the Stairs again to the top that overlooks the deep

Unfulfilled

Unfulfilled short poem

So much to say, so few ears, So much to write, so few words, So much to think, so less time, So much to sing, so less rhymes, So much to do, someone else can do not, So much to

Immensely Seeking

Immensely Seeking short poem

And Like that. I had this overwhelming urge. I don’t know what came over me. I asked God is this the route I should take. This habit of association. To weed out what may seem to be selfish. Time is

A Thrilling Blast

A Thrilling Blast short poem

I have a box and that’s for a fact- from which an act is being lead. With scripts of wild puns that overlap, it banters back while remaining intact! Equipped with taunting realizations that retort- with hiss as they push

If Together We Were

If Together We Were short poem

If together we were.. We could love, we could fight, We could try to make things right. When I were wrong, you could keep hold I could care for you, as we grow old. Holding our hands we could go

Portentous Prognosis

Portentous Prognosis long poem

(If Mother Earth could speak…) I’m the first light of dawn setting fire to the skies, the awe that ends with a soft, sated sigh. I’m the slow, gentle sway of ancient, lofty trees, branches of life filled with wonders

Journey

Journey short poem

I remember that warm sunny day we traveled through wow what a long way ouch darn tree I remember we stopped there I saw I saw that waterfall it glistened it glowed what a pretty sparkle I remember when I

Enter Prize Zing Wit To Whit

Enter Prize Zing Wit To Whit ballad

upon porcelain goddess, most brilliant ideas in me mind lit sole seasoned bugs bunny car tune character of kit car son ridding imagination fired fast as fleeting thoughts softly hit attempting with futility to net ideas in mind that flit

I Am Time

I Am Time short poem

I am tomorrow I am today I am yesterday I am what must come I am what must pass I say hi when things are going good I say hello when things are going bad You fear me You trust

Rise of the phoenix

Rise of the phoenix short poem

My wings are clipped my heart bleeds my eyes have sorrow that you haven’t come to pass my soul lies battered and debauched and my limbs are but wasted my senses make no sense and I am all alone Wish

Election Blues

Election Blues short poem

That’s it. I am never ever, ever, ever going out Ever again! Never. Why am I so awkward? Oh god everyone is laughing! Why me? A scarlet shade of shame If I cover my cheeks they’ll know I’m blushing. If

A Balcony

A Balcony long poem

A balcony is beautiful With a sky clear A balcony is beautiful With you there A balcony is pretty With rain coming down A balcony is pretty When you get a flower crown A balcony is terrorsome When it is

What If?

What If? short poem

What if love was free What if the sky were the sea Would that be better for you or me What if there was no doubt What if we understood what life was about Would we all laugh and shout

The Voice Of A Deceased Victim

The Voice Of A Deceased Victim short poem

Those barbarous men took all my felicity and killed me with their adze. Each piece of my fragmented heart endured a lot of angst. By defiling a dauntless belle they exalted their brutality. The ferocious act of theirs, brought me

The Buddha Was Going To Weep

The Buddha Was Going To Weep short poem

For the fusion of minds let the long vigil of night begin for a cultural shock. Prayer wheels were whirring furtively. The Buddha was going to weep. Imperial march of hundred thousand boots in fever wakens the darkness under the

A Sad Collection Of Almost

A Sad Collection Of Almost short poem

Strolling in the pavement of almosts, You stopped in your tracks And watched how you can never cross the highway of success The cold gust of reality pierced your skin While you stood there recalling all the “nice try’s” from

To Be And Have Been

To Be And Have Been short poem

The beauty of growth is a mystery in itself, natural and yet a product of faith faith not in the coming but in history, just as the nineth looks to the eighth. For what came before permits the eventuality of

Why I Write?

Why I Write? ode

Ask Van Gogh why he painted; A lunatic left at his own devices His grey mind sucking colors from the world into a canvas. Each rub leading to liberation from the known world The thick paste transforming a canvas; Into

New Master Magician

New Master Magician long poem

From out of a blue mist comes magic the voice of a meadow lark, a song straight from the heart… well it is magic beyond belief like something out of a dream like nothing you’ve ever heard or seen and

Loving You

Loving You long poem

Why is it I can’t understand, this feeling that I have inside? Infatuated in my thoughts, my mind. Trapped by the truth without my own guide… Why do I have to feel this way? Seems normal,sometimes abnormal.. I can’t even

Another Dimension

Another Dimension short poem

Imagination is the only true dimension; Somewhere which we can form an invention of perfection; Without these facts there is no way to escape our own three dimensional perception; We all dream inside the fourth into which there is no

Well-Wishers

Well Wishers short poem

There was a time When well-wishers Were really Well-wishers! I used to feel happy When people told me That they were my Well-wishers! But, no more— The world has changed In all these years! Today, When I hear the same

Nothing Remains Then

Nothing Remains Then short poem

Heart dies a death, very painful and slow Shedding every tiny leaf of hope Until no marks show Nothing remains then, Days pass by and then years after years The memories of the past flowing in tears You try to

Acrostic C.e.l.e.s.t.e

Acrostic C.e.l.e.s.t.e ode

Celestial love, to shine the light from above and Rise against the odds. Excellence of character, not to be ranked along… But yes along the great. Loyal alliance to her majesty, family & friends. Exceptional personalized understanding of all things.

Vagabond Heart

Vagabond Heart short poem

I remembered my childhood in the cherry orchard, the way I did not want to complain about my too long name or about the fact that other children avoided me. I believed that for those who never lie to others

The Final Goodbye

The Final Goodbye short poem

You said you would be back in a minute But the minute became eternity. Swirling waters erased your physical presence And I was left with just a distant memory. Our journey was cut short You travelled to the other world

Existence Of God

Existence Of God short poem

The smoke rises from the house, You know that there is fire & a spouse. When you see the footprints on the sand, Someone has passed you just understand. Fast moving trains,running cars & trams, Make your belief that someone