Differing Poems

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

The Stranger

The Stranger prose poem

There we met, at street seventy seventh; my friend who’d bowed down with altering features, and me with my clothes getting narrower. We could not find, in this chilly present, a tale to help us recline on the pavement’s stone.

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Archives

Archives short poem

Fear of a mound, tumbling down on the half-buried, half dead archives of desires, comes like a stampede of hoops on my chest. I lie alone in a desert of insanity. From the sea of agony one drop of salted

Not Made For Each Other

Not Made For Each Other long poem

After all the arguments and a little fight I had to give in and register on a matrimonial site Uploading the pics and bio data was such a pain I always knew it would go in vain Setting up the

Back And Front

Back And Front short poem

Back and Front Back and Front, Front and Back My steps gradually make Taking me to a land With success, where I stand. Being stagnant , oh I fear Rooted to the ground there, Because moving is life Sometimes comfort

Love Lost

Love Lost short poem

A quick peck on the cheek placed A soft grasp, a handshake His eyes followed her around the room Frowning at the arms entwined They stood amidst a circle of peers He saw him whisper in her ears A soft

In The Land Of The Red Rising Sun

In The Land Of The Red Rising Sun long poem

Well and was this another seal broken As the Pacific Ocean came crashing Down over the red rising sun… You stumble around on shaking Grounds…so much disaster and Destruction, you wonder what else Is to come as the night sets

Birthdays

Birthdays short poem

I’ll bake tonight a rounded cake to celebrate the wish I make I’ll light my candles with the Moon and let them glow in nightly gloom. I wish myself a better year, to feel and see what I can’t hear,

Happiness

Happiness long poem

‘Ma …..’ a tender mild wail of my lovely sleepy kid from her soft rutted wet bed dispels my drowsy mood transforming me to a ‘blithe spirit’ fluttering my light heart to resume my day afresh. Oh! What a tasty

In The Still Of The Night

In The Still Of The Night short poem

The hills around me stand silent, Veiled in the darkness Of a sombre, bitter-chill winter night, As though mourning for a beloved long gone The cold winds blow from across the sea Over the peaks, thru’ the valleys and the

A Child’s Eye

A Childs Eye long poem

Imagine a world of love and laughter; of fun filled days and freedom till after the tea time call or the playtime bell, get back into line or you’ll catch some hell. Imagine a world of wonder and jest; of

The Sole Desire

The Sole Desire short poem

I have no hi-fi desire, To overcome the mountains. I have no hi-fi desire, To bring draught to the water filled oceans. I have no hi-fi desire, To tread beyond the dark clustered clouds. I have no hi-fi desire, To

Song Of Spring

Song Of Spring short poem

Today I heard a robin sing Heralding the coming spring A song of exultation to the sky An ode to earth’s awakening I saw a willow on the hill It’s branches greening in the sun And all the earth seemed

A Poet

A Poet long poem

A poet Is someone who just paints A rainbow of Eros In the raining skies of the lovers Beyond their horizon of lust, Below their zenith of thirst. And Someone Who lets them imagine The preponing of all seasons of

When (the Ballad Of Solomon Grundy)

When (the Ballad Of Solomon Grundy) short poem

Whatever happened to Solomon Grundy? Where is he now to be found? He’s in an old box in a old church yard Six or so feet underground. When Solomon Grundy was born on a Monday They didn’t think of it

Twist My Heart Again

Twist My Heart Again short poem

Reached, not yet pubescence: a cloud says, moon was crazy, treading on a forbidden lake of frozen tears. Breaking fast unto death for releasing the doves in sky of hymns. The gametes were weary. Procreation will wait. Let the dark

A Colored Moon

A Colored Moon short poem

A Colored Moon// By: Fareed Ghanem (1) A moon is red in three moods: When the ladies of high society kiss windows and walk out without lipstick, or; When white color is called red, or; When roses bloom in your

Woman: Every Home Altruist

Woman: Every Home Altruist long poem

Everything in her serve the good in others, her daily activities promote joy and happiness of fellow humans. Early in the morning, her concern is her household, throughout the day, her interest is about home front’s welfare At night she

Love And Poetry

Love And Poetry short poem

During the talk on love and life My friend, he ended the conversation With a conclusion ‘One who wants to be a real poet Should have a pure heart But one who needs to be a committed lover Should have

Moon Struck…

Moon Struck... short poem

I have put the darkness behind the burning flesh. This world was not very open. Stoically I lift the nameless grief and take a leap in the blind shaft. Morality had always been in contrast with enormous guilt. The adventure

Fooled Again

Fooled Again short poem

She passed me by throwing me the crumbs of a smile, no sign of the love she swore would last forever, some time ago we were kissing now we’re passing. I know what she feels like under jeans and anorak

A Eureka Moment

A Eureka Moment short poem

I dived into empty space, exhilarated, arms outstretched mimicking wings, I flew like a bird. Embracing the thrash and lash of the wind, which flapped the flesh on my cheeks, and froze the tip of my nose. The echo of

Unacceptable

Unacceptable short poem

The voice of good education Echoes through the hall Drowning out even the droning of the fan Solid silence suspended above and between Minds being moulded into something acceptable This is the way forward, we are told The only way

Tears To Cry

Tears To Cry sonnet poems

When shoulders are in dearth whereby to cry, And frozen tears would stab with loneliness, A smile I dare that unto heaven try, For wish, my prayer speaks with holiness; The dirge that grieving lips would sadly sing, On hollow

Moonbeams Of Love

Moonbeams Of Love short poem

The moonbeams kiss the sea, As the waves clasp one another- And fling silvered nets, Over the crinkling sea. The swells of the tide, Like emotions on the high, In shimmering silvery silhouettes- With splashing waves on a thrill. Twinkling

Stepping Into Old Age

Stepping Into Old Age long poem

I thought Life is a fantasy having a lot of positivity I spent childhood happily and merrily I cherished Teenage which was full of excitement and entertainment I entered adulthood with dreams and challenges I experienced Middle age as most

Of Personal God

Of Personal God short poem

Ready to dismember the red geraniums rains had no mercy. Thunder did not show any preference and hails had felled the pride of tall grass. Denuded, the hungry man walked towards liberty. Moral tapestry in scape after scape cried, the

Tragedy, Au Revoir , My Little Country

Tragedy, Au Revoir , My Little Country long poem

In winter of 2010, January 12 at 6:00 in the afternoon- an earthquake devastated the country in just six little seconds. Soon after, a smoke rose from the horizon covering the whole country, in every cloud of smoke, I could

I am not disturbed

I am not disturbed short poem

I am supposed to be sick, but I am in office, I am supposed to be working then, but I am goofing away my time, reading a whole lot of stuff that folks have written. And trust me some of

I don’t want you this way

I don’t want you this way short poem

I don’t want to close over you as a blanket, sucking your light. I don’t want to capture you inside a kiss nor strangle you with endless hugs. I don’t want to be the king in whose castle, you live

Tender Fall

Tender Fall short poem

This bonded fear bids for power, Will I destroy myself in valley of puppets? War in dreams, of sins and morals of masked pretentions wears me off. Time rolls violently near the periphery, before it flies away. One chaste run

Primary Group

Primary Group short poem

They were that kind of people clapping with their heartbeat like caught fish slap their tails against the ground they cheated on life from time to time smiling with tight lips stretched in a straight line faking laughter clasping teeth

The Mountain Still Stands Tall

The Mountain Still Stands Tall short poem

You feel you have conquered it all. Your big ego still feels small Look man … The mountain still stands tall. You blast your way up to the top But you know not now … Where to stop The hill

Darling Of Infinity

Darling Of Infinity short poem

This world has a large crowd of shadows Substances innumerable with their density Relative to their actions For everything has life with assigned actions Light symbolizes virtues While darkness vices So why shadows are always dark Even though shedding of

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

Fly On The Wall

Fly On The Wall short poem

The pen picked a fight with the paper The four walls looked on in disdain The pen broke its nib in the caper But inflicted a horrible stain The pen lay there battered and broken The paper had two big

Fly Me To Paris

Fly Me To Paris long poem

Well once in a lifetime someone comes along Like an angel sent from Heaven to bring you Out of the darkness and gives a new meaning To your dreams… Well and it’s now I know I am a better person

Three Poems

Three Poems short poem

THREE POEMS 1 NEW YEAR The dates on calendar question all my undone actions and memories that haunt or fade in nightly nakedness stumbling toward the next day’s sun without celebration at 65 January jeers my degenerating sex a still

A Christmas Carol

A Christmas Carol short poem

There’s a Christmas in my heart That keeps burning The candle of sweet joys And hopeful days, blissful memories of the past Like an eternal shine Of the happiness divine Dispelling, The darkness within And I shine like a sun

What To Do?

What To Do? short poem

I was driving home. I was almost there, about to exit the ring road. When a small red car, driven by a woman with short dark hair started spewing dark smoke from all orifices. She slowed and pulled over onto

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi)

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi) short poem

Fingers printed on face they offered apologies for the mudslide after the typhoon standing on the mound of twisted bones; the state had the right to trample and extinguish a bright flame, a meteor, streak of dissent only the sect,