Descriptive Poems

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

A Walk Along The Tides

A Walk Along The Tides long poem

I walked beside her on the breezy beach, the waves came in a perfect rythm and steadily subsided below our feet. Her black curls fluttered in the serene winds, probing her to tuck them behind her modest ears. She held

All About Her

All About Her short poem

From the twinkle in her eyes Oh the way they sparkle even when she cries The way her smile rises from each cheek Feelings she gives me that make me weak. They way her hair is somehow perfect done up

Poems you may like :

Ode To A House That Harboured Beginnings And Ends

Ode To A House That Harboured Beginnings And Ends ode

Beloved houses die in essence, Beloved people in mass. These treasures seem to balance. Upon infinitesimal hours. For houses die subtle silent deaths, Like furtive fading seasons. Like shadows of dimming lengths, As the fugitive sun hastens. They die –

Blossom

Blossom short poem

Sweet tender flower… I love you. Been long in the Garden… In search. You speak to my senses… In silent, poignant eloquence. I long to wake with you… Feel the warmth of morning’s smile upon us. Look upon you… For

Crossing The Deaf

Crossing The Deaf short poem

A siege had an agenda for a suicide match. Treat him with dignity. A proxy face of a serial adultery. The collateral damage will not be undone. The aggressor denies the scrutiny. You will find some upheaved boats in his

I Loved A Man

I Loved A Man short poem

In the budding days of youth In the spring time of growing mind While dreaming of being a Woman I loved a Man Question do I pose myself Why did I love him? Thousand times answer echoes It was his

The End

The End prose poem

Hey Friend; There is no need to pretend, I can see what’s coming ahead , I can really sense the end; My bright days turning to twilight, My world’s turning Black and White, Something’s not right, Something’s never right; It

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold long poem

I have empty pockets, and a heart full of gold. A family of eight, and friends new and old. I have blisters and bruises and cuts on my hands, no food for my family, and no wealth in my land.

She’d Lie For You !

Shed Lie For You ! short poem

She slept with her demons, To live those dreams, They weren’t reality, Yet, oh! So pretty. Not pristine, What a pity, Those nights of heavy rain, Might give her also a forever stain. All the cards on her side, A

Broken Wings

Broken Wings short poem

The only thing that is so clear Is I had you once so near The evil monsters in my head They’ve trodden on everything, now it’s dead The memories make me cry I am discontented no matter how hard I

Reigning

Reigning short poem

God’s hazel gaze scans a barren land empty stomachs and hungry stands a fertile field an enduring belief precious and exalted and dwelling bequeath breathe in, breathe out live, laugh, love the plea of the needy comes from above swift

Of Knots, Stains And Winter

Of Knots, Stains And Winter short poem

Have you ever unfolded a sweater? To rub your hand on it To sniff the lingering scent of mothballs And to touch the memories its yarn has I do, I do it often With my red sweater It has many

If Only There Were Words Enough

If Only There Were Words Enough short poem

If only words were capable enough! To articulate how I felt, The delicate heaviness that dwelt In the crevice of my heart, And the hollowness I dealt When we had to part, The fear of a lonesome night, The sense

Under The Same Stars

Under The Same Stars short poem

As I say goodnight, I remember before I sleep, Those good times we spent, so intense and so deep, Brings pain to know that it’s all over now, There’s no us anymore and I ask myself how, You changed the

My Dearest Friend

My Dearest Friend short poem

You are welcoming, nice and caring Respectful, loyal and understanding Humorous, assertive, secure and true Always there… yes that’s you. Special, open-minded, exciting and wise Honest and helpful, with honest dark eyes Sympathetic, forgiving, cheerful and sweet Yes that’s you…

Compliment

Compliment short poem

They talked regularly on the phone, They just can’t stay at their home They decided to take a step forward, And finally, they met afterward, When their eyes finally met, The time around them slept, When he spoke his first

Old Year’s Eve

Old Years Eve short poem

The ghosts of winters past plague my mind with a blissful memory of the first coquettish look and the first breath of her omniscient essence The failure of one’s duty by thine own hand is the blade that cuts the

Hollowness Of Man

Hollowness Of Man short poem

Jealousy has grown like fruitless trees It has spread like width of seven seas It can’t be justified with very many pleas Life is condensed cocoon of humming bees Humans are no more, but hollowness remains Losses have crossed the

When Darkness Comes To Town

When Darkness Comes To Town short poem

When darkness comes to town Fond memories die Pathways crumble away The world becomes a shadow When darkness comes to town Your worst monsters rise Demons wreak havoc Souls tremble in fear When darkness comes to town Screams fade to

Pretty Pictures Pretty Ribbons And You

Pretty Pictures Pretty Ribbons And You long poem

felt faint inside from the heat of the day I fell down on my knees to pray thought of those memories from a time ago Christmas was spent under the mistletoe hugs & kisses with everything new Pretty pictures pretty

The Smudge Of Time

The Smudge Of Time short poem

It all seems important until someone doesn’t remember the squabbling plans of a coven of third grade girls to torment a classmate each with a thick red pencil sharpened for poking each put together as glossy as a nine-year old

A Ballad Of A Child And A Rose

A Ballad Of A Child And A Rose ballad

A child plays by a window-pane in his home nigh a floral-land; A dancing rose by a dell caught his eyes with ruddy spell. Like a wind, runs the boy to the lawn, casting toy. Flutters beside some fallen hoes

Jigsaw

Jigsaw short poem

We are all made of, Millions of tiny jigsaw pieces… Of experience and memories, Which each piece releases..! Bit by bit & Inch by inch… Once it is together, It won’t even flinch…!! Time may come, When we fall out

I Am But An Autumn Leaf

I Am But An Autumn Leaf short poem

I’m but an Autumn Leaf
, Twirling, swirling with winds I play
 And oft stirred by a squirrel’s feet
, The crowning glory now lost and sway 
All my greens are now russets, yellows,
Rambling, roving in golden meadows
 I sing soft songs

Smile

Smile prose poem

It’s important to smile, isn’t it? I can easily tell I am not good at few things and I’m pretty good at few I need not make up for things I don’t want to do. every person on earth is

Somewhere

Somewhere short poem

You are somewhere And that is enough Enough is all I have Great empty arms Of distance Cavernous miles Resound and echo Filling the void With love’s longing I ache to close the gap Dissolve the miles Obliterate time And

Solidarity

Solidarity short poem

Still talking to a ghost in oblique manner about sexuality. A centuary plant has not bloomed; wants to die. The loincloth covers the ocean floor where it shipwrecked. A fake will do. God was on dialysis. Chemistry of kiss did

Live And Die For Something

Live And Die For Something prose poem

I want to be part of something Something greater than I Something that will continue to live when am gone I want to live for something something that will change the world something that will promote humanity I want to

Half Full

Half Full short poem

And like broken glass The secrets intensify. The vulnerability of time. Both beautiful and sad. The sound of broken glass. Despite how beautiful the shards sparkle. Despite time. You’ll never know what’s on it’s mind. Hand to glass. The prints

Troll

Troll prose poem

I thought him dangerous. He thinks himself a murderer? Does he know its foolishness? Every tirade a cry out. Every negative comment a plea for attention. The dullest of boors. His imagination lackluster and trite. A mind dumbed down with

The God

The God short poem

“i am no Ram, i am no Rahim, I am no Jesus, i am just your dream”, I am the thought, i am the fear, Sometimes in your smile, sometimes in tears. I am not a father who till the

Pilgrims

Pilgrims long poem

We found the kid outside of McCleary walking in a daysuit like some land owner off some nineteenth-century hacienda he got in the car stinking of moss and unwashed armpits there were at least two kinds of fluff in his

Night After Night

Night After Night short poem

Night after night, watching your face shimmer with tears, night after night, watching your face burrow into my breast, I have wondered, my love, full of misery and mystery, I have wondered. This being, so incredibly sad, this being, so

Challenges In Life

Challenges In Life short poem

Life is not all about being happy happiness turns stale without bitterness Too much of sweet or too much of spice makes it terrible to eat When one takes , in stride, both sweet and bitter in proportion one realises

So This Is Love

So This Is Love short poem

Why does my heart feel heavy the moment you walk away Longing with every step you take The warmth is gone only your scent prevails Why does my heart glow when you smile at me The sun seems brighter and

Beauty

Beauty short poem

There is a beauty. A beauty like a connection with the past and future. The beauty is shining. The world revolves around it. It seems everything is drawn towards it. The beauty is magnificent and unrealistic in size, Like a

Vide Et Credere

Vide Et Credere short poem

It is not about how much you losing when fallen down it is about how much strength you have to pull self up and start things over again, this is what defines you that whom you are, when you are

Toxic Memory

Toxic Memory short poem

They were teaching how to butcher the lamb and suspend the bines with drooping hops. I climbed out of my ashes towards a marinated moon turned blue in consternation. Warts and all, here we were ready to pick up the

I want to know

I want to know short poem

I want to know why, I want to know how how I feel like this and why it came now I always thought I would never lose my rhyme but without you I know that there is no time no

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