Degradation Poems

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

Society Today

Society Today short poem

What society are we living in so much of evil and hating for a female it has become an unsafe place no more respect so much disgrace do we need to lock ourselves up and not show our faces or

Faceless

Faceless short poem

We live amongst a sea of façades, Of faces gone faceless and drowning In beliefs that we, the fallen angels Have somehow, some way become Gods. We live in a world where on city streets Litter becomes its own kind

The Dropped Dry Leaves

The Dropped Dry Leaves short poem

A Teenage girl with lovely eyes Dragged from every corner of boys! First user free… Grown like a tree! The taste in dating continued The committed mistakes are mounted! The body has become decayed Heart beats counted the day! Log

Papyrus

Papyrus short poem

Let me go first in the cave to see the hollow-eyed, bird-face, my ancestor, relic of reclusive committment, eaten by hierarchical grass, inch by inch. Calories burn to free the bones from the green pond, beached, skinned and fished alive

Sans Freedom

Sans Freedom short poem

Love is almost over, Lust has taken over. Lust for more wealth, Lust for more pelf. Lust for name, And lust for fame. Lust for supremacy, Lust for delicacy. Lust for live flesh The last makes all captive Non-availability of

Poems containing references to : Degradation

Sanguine Fervour

Sanguine Fervour prose poem

You’re welcome in! I’ve seen you…. In my dreams, as in life, echoing the velvet onyx abyss of your soulless heart, And sweetly enshrouded with the eternal stench of history’s charm. The doors, portcullis to my chamber, lay stark wide,

The Journey Of Life

The Journey Of Life prose poem

The journey if it begins Is a long one. Spanning into days and years. Would you be able to bear With me for so long? Would you be able to wake up To the steady degradation of me? Every day,

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Sonnet of Our Lives

Sonnet of Our Lives sonnet poems

Silence never heard before, When we’re lost in the thoughts… Engulfs us into the lanes, Many battles where we’ve fought…! Just a drop in an ocean, A stranger among the mass… Hiding beneath this mortal corpse, With a heart made

Trapped

Trapped short poem

I had never imagined the impossible Never thought this would happen But how could I deny What was right in front of me It was like looking in a mirror But it wasn’t exactly the same She looked so much

You And Your Lovely Orchids

You And Your Lovely Orchids short poem

As I walk along our backyard, I remember your lovely orchids, smiling at the break of dawn. You’re happily watering them. You’re even singing to them while you are out of tune. Every time you wake up, You go to

The World Unseen

The World Unseen short poem

Well there are many, many portals and gateways from this world of the living to the WORLD UNSEEN where demons and ghosts walk among us not only in the night but in the daytime too… Could be they’ve attached themselves

True Joy

True Joy short poem

Intrigues wealth the mind As rich people others find; Coveting, out leaps the heart, Wanting for bullion and notes, Longing for money and material, Craving for gems and jewels; Having swayed by worldly charm Discouraged by one’s ostentatious terms. For

History Was Walking

History Was Walking short poem

Death in meadow on leaves, under the sky. History was walking over the bodies of those who were in service to move the wheels of sorrow. The horror sinks slowly. They were killed without war. Unpaid debts of life, conflicts

A Moment

A Moment short poem

Life is just a dramatic act , flow of Which makes us to go in a row Row which we always carry along By justifying what’s right, what’s wrong We strive to capture a moment from life By being always

Unburdening

Unburdening short poem

The baggage that each of us carry around We keep quiet making no sound With laden eyes and tethered souls Who likes a blanket full of holes What’s there to prove to this world anyway Just enjoy it all till

Soldiers At Siachen

Soldiers At Siachen prose poem

Poised to do impossible at this worlds highest battlefield, We never fear, as we are men with nerves of steel. The land is barren, the passes are so gigantic, Temperatures vacillate faster, making us erratic. With white out at every

If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly short poem

If I could fly, I would fly so high. Way above the ominous sky. Higher than the eagle’s cry. Higher, higher, oh why can’t I! Up to space? I sure would try. Even if it meant I’d die. As I

Like A Blind Man’s Tears

Like A Blind Mans Tears short poem

Some faces Will never see ’em again Nights of those summer Will never ever be the Same Some stories Will never paint rainbow in our heart oh silly reasons Will never break us apart Now going to tread the future

What’s So Funny ’bout Peace, Love And Understanding

Whats So Funny bout Peace, Love And Understanding short poem

(for the Painter Girl) we fight the hatreds of the world not with new hatreds, but with beauty, come each erotic kiss each moment of passion we share tilts the global balance, love me with urgency and desperation and we

Wavering

Wavering short poem

I have peeled off my eyes. Fear of unbeing creeps in, genes were escaping. The thin affair bends under the burden of vague uncertainty. A smoke rolls out from choking throat. A word leaps high from wounded pride. The author

A Kiwi’s Tale

A Kiwis Tale long poem

Emerald irises up in Parallel rarely meet But now two pairs sprawl and bloom Neon hugs the sides While shades of green begin to colour the night Before long, you’re here Room one-one-seventeen Covered, stretched black divinity As calling, calm

Already Gone

Already Gone ode

You will hunt for my truth in the hearts of the men you seek You will reach out for my arms at night when its cold, finding nothing but space and time cloaked with sorrow. You will comb the crowds

Wait

Wait short poem

You may think I have given up, But I only reached a hurdle. The rare opportunities to work, Have made me slow as a turtle. Life has thrown it’s curves In a way I can not change. I do my

Inamorata

Inamorata short poem

The edge of your face in the honey light bleeds Into sable shadow, your expression unresolved Though the purr in your humming, a melody I don’t recognize as a song, tells me all I need Is less than a breath

Razor Wire Explains

Razor Wire Explains short poem

Razor wire surrounds the prison, I say,’razor wire, why do you seem so cold and hard? Razor wire exclaims, i wasn’t the one who made me this way.” “why?’ i say, razor wire responds, ” Mortals like you turn beautiful

Going Off Course With Friend Sim

Going Off Course With Friend Sim prose poem

Daunting golden towers triples on a desert horizon Off the highway, – where is the caravan? Pierce your sword here into the tan dune side and let the aloe vera flow out; A paradox that lingers on chaffed lips –

Magical Sleep

Magical Sleep short poem

Thank the stars I whispered You slept well Last night Thank your stars You feel fine To run around And cook your food Thank your stars Your heart beats Without sadness today And the mind is at rest Thank your

The Dark Glen

The Dark Glen long poem

Take special care with you as you travel through the DARK GLEN tonight, ride your dark stallion fast and don’t stop for nothing for there is evil there that would love to possess your life and they are all around,

Mourning

Mourning short poem

Igniting my virtue, my soul you thrive, With ambience of mourning, we love and cry, Pulp of the essence, drafting the power, I miss your presence, each second, each hour, Enchanting my poignance, with love in eye, Compassion as your

Speed Trap

Speed Trap short poem

Speed is a very Worrisome thing It can make you cry And it can make you sing It can get you there fast It can win you the race But when blue lights pull you over It’s a slap in

The Wait

The Wait short poem

The Dark nights The Dimming lights The Owls hoots The Sound of boots The Wishes await The Stares at the gate The Chilling breeze The Dangling keys… The Empty chair The Hopes in despair The Lonely dawn The Joys withdrawn

Penknife

Penknife short poem

four poems on the nightstand written on cigarette paper they could be linked together into a manifesto with patience with skill and a fingernail of spit all the things you thought about me you were never shy about dishing out

Dwelling Love

Dwelling Love long poem

Remember when the days were good And we were together, Two fools, such tender, We used to walk, With similar gaits. And I used to talk, Stealthily looking at your face. Those vibes from your touch; Hues of love and

Sucking Blatantly

Sucking Blatantly short poem

This was the pain through the window in humility. Cannot catch a break in rambling rose, carrying the dead crown of a tryant. The blindness makes a presence. People are bidding farewell to the bloody son. I want to come

The Butterfly

The Butterfly short poem

I am beautiful like a butterfly. Such lovely wings I have, I love the sky. I am so lovely, aren’t I? Wherever I go, heads twirl and gazes follow me. No one can ignore me I am a beautiful girl.

Uncharted Self

Uncharted Self short poem

Do not go like a rose, stay like poinsettia. Now as a brutal encounter holy color will descend. Polygonal wound was too proud to bleed on the street. The scarlet morning will bring night’s blood. And mystery of love between

April First

April First short poem

The thief helped the blind man up his front steps caressed his elbow and asked about lucky numbers and did he dream about more than one thing – was there smell and touch and sound, how could he tell if

Sunset

Sunset short poem

Remember those days, time spent together with friends, felt like forever, when looking for the four leafed clover, we would hover all over. Hiding in the bushes and up above the trees, seeking the insects of different species, hide and

When Past Called…

When Past Called... short poem

Past Called,A Familiar Hello, Memories that made everything Glow. Ceaseless talks, Persistent laughs, Discussing Highs and Lows On Life’s Graph. Nostalgia Hypnotizes Us, Rejoicing Life without a Fuss. Heart skips a beat, Sings A Song, Recalling times When we did

Full Tank To Go.!

Full Tank To Go.! short poem

O Bella,carelessly unbound by time crashed you the ship of fools when I rode the ebb I cast aside when it was getting hard to fly Midway through the dine,I find cosmic riffs and oh no reservations as windows to