Deficiency Poems

Deficiency poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of deficiency poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on deficiency are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Abcs Of Stuttering

The Abcs Of Stuttering short poem

Annie Dickson was a ham But Annie had a stutter Carefully she chose her words Determined not to flutter Every day seemed quite the chore Frustration just to talk Girls and boys would roll their eyes Heck, some would turn

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Confess

Confess short poem

We should have played truth or dare instead we played confess. This was down in the mildew basement mother-in-law apartment an unrented rental in a suburb notorious for its decline of population. Confess someone would say and point. It would

Schrödinger’s Alley

Schrödingers Alley short poem

One step the wrong way Is the path to this place within a place. The shops are different here. Run-down, Their beaten and smashed faces glaring With a menacing disdain. Everywhere, Schrödinger’s knife at your back, His gun to your

Cheers – To Life… And Death

Cheers   To Life... And Death short poem

heartbeat time flows swiftly by- distilling within that certain pain inherent in understanding a depth of grief is felt upon a fellow voyager’s departure- somehow balanced by its magnetic partner- joy sorrow slips in and out as we move through-

Forests In Flames!

Forests In Flames! long poem

Fire in the forests Or forests on fire Absolute catastrophe For the flora and fauna Living in there ! It brings untold sufferings To the myriad life forms Ranging from soft green grass To thick bush lines and tough tree

Cats

Cats short poem

There’s a problem in my neighborhood cats coming by pounding on my door usually in the middle of the night “give us some milk! give us some cat chow!” I call the police but the cats are gone when the

Wager

Wager ballad

She only knew she was impelled by some force greater than her will. Touching her lips that warm her flash. Merely touching them wasn’t enough. She was drowning in a wealth of sensations. The salt maleness she could taste beneath

Two Lane West

Two Lane West short poem

Kick stand up at eight, two lane west to set me free Throttle through the gears, now it’s just Ester and me Relax down into the machine, the breeze blowing across my face Worry and troubles disappear, my mind is

The Value Of Time

The Value Of Time short poem

I am not a rainbow for everyone but not even the rain for glorious sun I can’t stop the time for those who want it but they can understand its value from me a little bit time can’t be purchased

I Am The Lover

I Am The Lover short poem

After separation from death rain-scented moon was rising in broken sky. Night birds started fluting one to another relentlessly; earth unjointed, was speechless, in failures we meet often, a little while. I was ascetic scaling blood pollution, the life had

All Of You

All Of You prose poem

It is not simply what you do that makes me feel loved by you Nor is it merely what you say that leads to a better way No, I do not even think that it is the things you share

Night Raid

Night Raid short poem

It was night sin of domesticity. Dyed, I am loading the white secret of pain in the hollow of a mayhem. Till every blunder takes a downward flight striping the outsized image of a kill. His flames are now singeing

Writeups

Writeups short poem

Writing may be a passion for me Reading the same may not interest him I do hope he appreciates my write ups But what if he doesn’t even look at my write ? Write ups satisfying self is like eating

Condemned

Condemned prose poem

Once you witnessed smiles on lovers, heard laughter, the running of feet up and down your sturdy boards. Fisherman cast an anxious rod over your side in anticipation of the beautiful bounty that swam in your shadow. Music from ferris

Prisoner

Prisoner short poem

Trapped in a box of vicious cycle, paranoid by his inner guilt, the laughter of darkness is agonizing him. No longer he wants to be alive , fighting his never ending nightmare, he lost his sight of hope, fidgeting to

Listening To The Sea – IV

Listening To The Sea   IV prose poem

Listening to the Sea – Series of poems Blushing the tides around the boat Living and Non Living both I encompass Some bathe within me and some live within me I spread myself so vast to see the horizons of

New Year Resolutions

New Year Resolutions short poem

The echoes of those ancient poetries Red ink dripping from blank dreams Drooping pens and tightened grips Gloomy blue tunes, fatuous time slips These are few of my forgotten things Futuristic pragmatic event flows Far sighted chapter with new goals

The Devil’s Whore

The Devils Whore short poem

Sycophantic whores chasing running scores, stagnant sweat streams from unwashed pores. Satan’s dark sisters tearing through her skin reaching raging demons screaming from within. The gaunt gothic mask upon her fragile face conceals the flaking paint of a dull faded

Pale Bastard

Pale Bastard long poem

Come back, Pa, I need your cash The hunger pangs make me wanna chow the natives You shoulda raised me poor, given me something of my own You grow into the castle forecast upon you And I will never have

I Am Drunk On The Hemlock

I Am Drunk On The Hemlock short poem

My lips are black, I am drunk on the hemlock, preferred by you – my life. I am still in love with pain. What not, the trial tried to break my resistance. I will walk on my hands paraplegic legs

Revolt Of A Sutra

Revolt Of A Sutra short poem

Spooked by a two headed snake, a double of a living person squirms. A moral crisis comes out of a cage. The private space is violated and bloodbath of robins start- to understand the unrest. Antimatter will keep the mystery

Foeticide

Foeticide short poem

Ends did not meet, like beginnings, fact was insulted by fiction: the newborn stuns the God. Drop by drop life drips from ankles. Desolation takes advantage, forgets the path, becomes self-centered. Dialect changes, to taste the foul heritage, cadaver breaks

Nympharum Venari

Nympharum Venari long poem

Cu-sith roam and howl to the moon Venting their anger in audible form Across the woods their voices roam Sending chills to those in their home. Spoken of as legends and myth The Cu-sith chase and hunt Magic in their

Strings And Frets Plucks And Strums

Strings And Frets Plucks And Strums long poem

My acoustic six strings Where have you been A piece of wood a group of strings Maplewood rosewood Nylon steel You even have a gold plating It keeps me wondering So pure so sweet I pluck you I strum you

To My Teacher

To My Teacher prose poem

However hard I may try He scares me away Coz I m one gullible being No one might feel so very shy Each time I gather courage To face him with guts and grit To ask questions without quit And

Squirrel Watching

Squirrel Watching prose poem

Many are we who live and die, having never taken the time to smell the roses Or to behold the sometimes breathtaking beauty of a cloud in the sky Nor even to take a drive to the west side of

Apathy

Apathy long poem

The dry leaves cover the ground, soon the snow will fall , In the Winter of my life, I know I am there, Everything is so bleak, but I just don’t care. People killing others, for no reason at all,

A Wish To My Lord

A Wish To My Lord long poem

Once on Easter, I wished lord Jesus: Oh Christ, I want a beautiful land and lots of goodness with glorious sand let the sand be of any brand but there should be no discrimination in your land for several lever

The Siege

The Siege short poem

Dual fall of the brass. From the bine, from the bliss of flower strength. An apparition of infiniteness of agony. Becoming one with failures. It tends to stay and enters the forbidden city of endless gods.Me beseeching, imploring to remain

Stamen, Stem, Or Side

Stamen, Stem, Or Side long poem

You can learn a lot about a person watching them eat an apple even watching them in the supermarket give them a five dollar bill and tell them pick out any apple you want, it’s on me those store aisles

The Hiding Place

The Hiding Place short poem

Deep into the night, I can hear the hiding place calling. Its canopy soaring high into the clouds, And its green carpet spreads from horizon to horizon. It is where many mysteries hide. It allows a child’s imagination to create

A Glimpse Of Hell!

A Glimpse Of Hell! long poem

Hell is a compartment inside the earth where a person’s soul goes to after they die. It’s a place of punishment for our rebellion against God Punished with everlasting destruction and shut out from the presence of the Lord And

A Secret Game

A Secret Game long poem

She wants to be remembered, A chant, a whisper, a name, She thinks to herself that if she really shut her eyes, Would the world notice she is gone? All the she hears are raindrops against the roof The rustling

Soul Melee 1

Soul Melee 1 short poem

Poignant dreams chased by fictitious self; Serendipity of mind breaking the veneer of heart Vainful self once taking a back seat; Though not for long But the veracious sun does smile through Minuscule though it may be to me; Shallow

Mine Liberal Hierarchical Goodbye Construct

Mine Liberal Hierarchical Goodbye Construct elegy

Absent deliberate intervention vis a vis suicide, supposed “natural” longevity of generic human primate ride ding bareback across avast broke back mountain minus pride defies accurate prediction, though hypothetical projections can override unknown factors, whereby excluding misfortune nationwide (and/or globally

Let Love In

Let Love In short poem

You close your eyes on a regular night, Your mind floats around to places known and unknown. You try to hold on to a thought, but the thought slips away, You try to hold on to a moment, but the

People

People short poem

You meet many people not all of them stay, Some forever, others a day, God will send them for as long as you need, To help you bloom by planting a seed. Each person brings with it a lesson to

Empty Desk

Empty Desk short poem

Desk, empty because, you bullied her. Left her feeling worthless. Took all her courage, made everything seem hopeless. Never the one to ask. All she wanted was acceptance. She never wished, anything, but a friend to feel her presence. Hurtful

Night Walk

Night Walk short poem

Full moon night Sky covers with stars You by my side What else I want in this dark Holding your hand and Walking through the path Laughing at the useless talk Now a good company I have got Looking into

Love Sonnet 95

Love Sonnet 95 sonnet poems

When Good Fortune Eludes A Caring Heart, And love, or lack thereof, causes a blight, The lovers sworn to vow that’s torn apart, Will hardly keep their joys from taking flight; Remembered tenderness of happier days, Intensifies the pains of