Disability Poems

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

Time

Time short poem

Time can drag pass in a flash or indeed, stand still. I wish it would meander to-day and for a few more tomorrows yet, as I can’t keep up these days with all the changing ways. I don’t breast feed

The Drummer

The Drummer ode

The stadium goes dark and a hush falls- you can hear a pin drop; The sounds of pins dropping, Maybe it’s the patter of raindrops Or is it running feet- Oh, the anticipation! It’s a drumroll for the artist, As

My Sister’s Son

My Sisters Son short poem

He gets so frustrated, he swears you know “The damn battery’s dead”, he pouts “Thomas just wait and daddy will take you” “I have to go now”, he shouts He hates the questions the kids fire at him “Why can’t

Poems containing references to : Disability

Disabled

Disabled long poem

Disabled A person having a physical or mental condition that limits movements, senses, or activities A complex phenomenon, reflecting an interaction between features of a person’s body and features of the society in which he or she lives Developmental differences

Brothers In Arms

Brothers In Arms long poem

They were boys of Carson’s army, sons of Ulster, loyal and true, marching off to France for glory, fighting for the red, white and blue. Description of T Atkinson on enlistment height 5’7”, weight 122 lbs, chest when fully expanded

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend long poem

Hours before the birth of the gem, There was an affectionate argument between them; Her father said, ”Watch my child change the state as a minister”, To which her mom quipped, ”No she’ll deliver unbiased justice as a barrister.” When

Mystery Within My Seizure: Who Are You?

Mystery Within My Seizure: Who Are You? long poem

Mystery within my seizure: Who are you? Who are you? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? I uttered these words during a seizure. Imagining you puts my mind under pressure. Searching for your identity is like a hunt

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An Addict, Am I?

An Addict, Am I? short poem

What human values have we today, Than just seeking a helluva lot of Happiness for the notifications When the virtual defeats reality Am I too in same cage? To forget my Man and Sons and Daughters And care about gadgets

Molten Grief

Molten Grief short poem

Give me back, me back, my affections. I had planted the kisses on melting lamps. The dark tunnel goes to a lake for a rendezvous with pink death on white lips of cinders. Such agony of wintering tree. Not a

After The Storm

After The Storm short poem

Unfettered for a little while, I was catching the sleep visitor. It hurts when the dream ends and a poem starts. An eucalyptus, drinking lots of water, throwing the aroma incensing the air, I pick up the fallen seeds of

The Wailing Poor

The Wailing Poor short poem

  This anguished scene would touch anyone’s heart, Poverty is a menace where everything ends before a start. Every Saturday morning, I could hear their cries, Observing their plight, a little help that everybody tries. It’s an instance of a

Feelings at the Mart

Feelings at the Mart short poem

Why is it so difficult to convince The Heart, That feelings nowadays are sold at The Mart. Ventured into The Mart, in hand The Heart, And In tow, a shopping cart. Trust was on sale in a neat pack, Came

Survival

Survival short poem

As I stood. I noticed I was on fire. Every inch of me consumed. Engulfed. Losing oxygen I gasped. Expanding with each sigh that escaped this happening. I stood helpless. Was there anything other that I could do. Watching the

Bonds Uncaged

Bonds Uncaged sonnet poems

At the time of leaving, the girl didn’t cry. Her dad knew; the princess was now a queen to someone. The princess, famous for stealing hearts of all, now had herself stolen by a crowned head. The girl who understood

This is Not a Poem

This is Not a Poem short poem

I like to write poetry sometimes, Weave little bits of my life into little stories, But this is not a poem. It isn’t meant to be a poem. I don’t feel like poetry today… Wait, “weave little bits of my

Off-limits

Off limits short poem

There was a soul-searching after a negative assassination tearing my past, my future. Beneath the burden lies the mountain of bail-outs. You don’t feel whole in shadows of countings. The borders were breached for lavish darkness alive under the full

Father Bob

Father Bob prose poem

In Chicago, by the early 70’s, many great churches had taken flight Off to suburbia they went, seeking refuge from crime and blight In the late 60’s, one man answered the call to win the lost to Christ He moved

Minjuki

Minjuki short poem

Rain falls down, Thunder to the ground, Ice and snow, Colorful as a rainbow, Spring, summer, winter, fall, Do you know them all Minjuki, Minjuki, What did you say, Minjuki, Minjuki, What did you say, Lightning crackles, The black bird

A Thousand Colors

A Thousand Colors short poem

A thousand colors of heed, A thousand colors of need, A thousand words of greed, A thousand words to deed, A thousand days to waste, A thousand days to grace, A thousand reasons to wry, A thousand reasons to fly,

The Journey Of Every Successful Man

The Journey Of Every Successful Man short poem

You are like a dawn, Just beginning to be born. Every struggle, every pain, Promising yourself that never Will it go in vain. All so you can be that someone original, Someone who will always be there for you as

My Father’s Grace

My Fathers Grace short poem

I am a Christian, that fell from Grace, Yet I have not, forgot my place. The battles from within, and without, Took me, to a place called doubt. I fell, but not all the way, Straddling the fence, is what

Labyrinth

Labyrinth prose poem

In the embrace of our pink tongues Lie our unspoken words, Feel the warmth of our breath, Taste the thick saliva of our love, Oozing out from the buds. The pollen grains of our thick eye lashes meet And dreams

Life without you

Life without you short poem

Without you near me the world is hazy, living without you is nothing short of crazy. Your perspective aids me to see things better, without you life is restricted with many a fetter. Your company beautifies the ambience, star gazing

A Giant Slayer

A Giant Slayer prose poem

In Biblical times there was a youngster name David who killed a lion and a bear. Later on, he also killed a terrorizing giant and became the second king of Israel. My oldest brother never became a king, but he

Freedom

Freedom short poem

Look around, how bondage binds us all, All strive to leap over, cross the threshold that ends it all. Some rummage through the crowds, prepared to be martyrs in love. To take a hand and be its glove. Unfazed that

Dead Grey Wolf Skins (v2)

Dead Grey Wolf Skins (v2) prose poem

Introduction: Aldo Leopold (January 11, 1887 -April 21, 1948) was an American author, scientist, ecologist, forester, environmentalist, and conservationist. In the 1920-1930 eras, he moved to the Baraboo, Wisconsin area. The grey wolf was viewed as a predator, to be

War Dreams

War Dreams prose poem

She builds booby traps from paper clips And ration cans while her GI lover Blows smoke rings But around here a confession constitutes A conviction even if your mouth is full of gold And yet she admits to nothing But

Leftover Conversations

Leftover Conversations long poem

What is left to come across? everything seems to be lying open fatefully exposed before i could reach. Potbellied realities were reluctant to change they seemed to retire with confusions of shadows and full stops. There seems to be so

The Sahara

The Sahara short poem

The blazing sun it scorches the dry golden sand. Up above a Red Tailed Hawk screeches it echo’s for miles yet not another sound.. The intense heat waves add to the stillness giving it a more desolate eerie and lonely

Massive Wolves

Massive Wolves prose poem

Nestled high in the Rocky Mountain Range, a mystical valley is uniquely situated. Eloquently encased by snow draped peaks. A breading ground for Hoary Marmots. Continually feeding a high spirited pack of massive wolves, is found. These massive wolves are

To Be Loved

To Be Loved short poem

I longed for a love that I thought I would never find. Seeking this love from my parents; but they both were blind. See the kind of love I was looking for came from the four children I bared. They

Desire

Desire short poem

I wish I could touch the rainbow Fly with the clouds I wish I could dance in the rain, Sing with the birds Standing alone in the woods I wish I could play with the puppies And an afternoon with

Reminder

Reminder short poem

Sitting on the heap of mortals, an angel failed. The world was not going to change. The kill had inspired only a naked aggression. Not blindfolded he took the bullet in heart to become a holy martyr. The pretention caused

A Wish…

A Wish... ode

I don’t wish success or riches in my life, Not even willing to be great. not eager to know my future, Nor even dissatisfied with my fate… To be true, It will be a great pleasure, if I find you,

Asterism

Asterism long poem

It’s not gonna be long before we realize again that we must return to the quiet of wakefulness, the jump to belated scenery that undulates like time, like minutes in your head after the greensward sank weakly beneath the ground

Dreams That Never Fade

Dreams That Never Fade short poem

When the sky was bright, I was able to feel the breeze of success I felt myself as the king of everything, who can even make the dumb to sing my words made me confident and my wings were ready

Once I Had No Fear And Nothing To Lose.

Once I Had No Fear And Nothing To Lose. long poem

Imagination wild with dreams and A happy childhood so it seems From a young age my future was set Then tragedy and our family met Dad had taken fate into his own control By deciding when to end his life

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

Madness

Madness short poem

Last year vanished New year ushered while Sun continue to shine Moon as usual on and off seen Shivering Cold continue hide and seek Sweating Hot continue to rise Expectantly unpredictable rain Prices continue to rise to the skies Un

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,