Disney Poems

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

Beauty And The Beast

Beauty And The Beast short poem

I’ll teach you how to read How soft the pages feel underneath your rough fingertips I’ll teach you how to play the violin, How music reveals what’s been hidden for years I’ll teach you how to braid your hair To

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Les Enfants Adorent

Les Enfants Adorent short poem

Strolling around in an apathetic fashion nothing could hex me in that party I mulled over the opulence of the luxe lulus Out of the blue , I witness a scene so unprecedented a lad of 7 or 8 ,

Politician Buses

Politician Buses short poem

They can’t resist the Calligraphy, Like the Disney movies, all eyes & ears glued there, Yeah, they fathom the science behind it, But No! Listen to the hits they make, like boom! Can’t help but break dance, The comfort my!

Old Tortoise And Evergreen Rabbit

Old Tortoise And Evergreen Rabbit short poem

Both of them are running from Aesop’s days of simplicity stamina and diligence defeat contempt, insincerity. Then again in 1934 Disney shot them at running track Tortoise won as beauties failed to charm Love of life brought Rabbit’s ill- setback

Utopia

Utopia prose poem

Yes I am a day dreamer in the real world people call me creeper in my world I am a king making my way with beautiful robes and in hand a gold ring sometimes I am an Olympian sometimes I

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The Wise Man And The Fool

The Wise Man And The Fool short poem

The wise man, and the fool. shall never agree, For the fool, thinks himself, to be wiser than he. Yet the wise man knows, not all that is taught, And the fool thinks, wisdom, can be bought. And the fool

Attention Crusaders

Attention Crusaders long poem

There’s a saying I know well, The road to hell, Is paved with good intentions, Pay attention crusaders, Freedom fighters, And bigot haters, When I was young, At heart and in mind, My kind of justice, Was just as true,

Heroic

Heroic short poem

Live life not with cowardice But live it heroically Heroism needs no trumpet Nor does it need a stunning physique Heroism is bejewelled In simplicity Heroism does not boast Heroism never condescends Heroism takes care Heroism does not mean being

Staring Down Desire

Staring Down Desire short poem

You look at me; I look at you. We both know what our eyes are trying to say. But this could be dangerous. Somebody should look away but nobody looks away. The eyes seem to say you are the angel

Living Together

Living Together short poem

All humans are part of one god. But still they fight among themselves. In the name of religion, Ever at the name of caste, At the name of the country. Why cannot we all live together? If we all live

Once Upon A Fairytale

Once Upon A Fairytale prose poem

There once was a pretty little girl from a time before thee, She dreamed of a Knight in shining armor, oh how he would be! Tall, dark and handsome, With perfect teeth and not too large feet. He’ll have strong

Tired

Tired short poem

Tired eyes. Tired of the cries. Tired of the lies. Sick of the deceit. Sick of the defeat. Taking no for an answer, but I’ve still been beat. Less beats to my heart, a slow and rapid start. The faster

Cupid With The ”o’

Cupid With The ”o’ short poem

No I am not some naked little winged boy shooting arrows, like water, my love for you flows. I will stand on a mountain like a cock in the morning that crows my love for you, echoes test my chest

Question And Views In Poetic Form

Question And Views In Poetic Form short poem

(1) Quote Look into my eyes and see nothing Look into my heart and experience the world Look into love and see GOD! —————————————————————————————————————– (2) SIGHT What is sight? If not to see. The blind sees beauty For they do

Contradiction Of The Fifth Of July

Contradiction Of The Fifth Of July short poem

Walking down Fifteenth Avenue trying to ease the cramped claws of plantar fasciitis out of my foot sun is juice-orange above the horizon keeping a constant shade creeping up the sky there is shredded paper in the gutters firecracker red

The Light

The Light short poem

And so in darkness shines the light That pierces through those fears. And fights The beat of doubting pangs that plagues This passionate heart. Our souls are quenched when you are here In warmth, in love In Eucharistic prayer. So

Sombre Day

Sombre Day short poem

Ushering in a shadowy day, Coral Sky is twisting slowly away From whispering white to sombre grey The gently passing time is slain, From bones of those who did succumb Ushering in a darker day. Blue pastel skies will fade

My Familiar Friend…

My Familiar Friend... long poem

We really have to stop meeting like this, You always give me a kiss on the lips, You always let me know you have missed, We wonder how it ever came to this. It seems there are certain times of

Sisters Are Love

Sisters Are Love long poem

Knock out their hearts,feel the water falls Let’s dare play with the juicy blood balls Scattering of priceless charm in the beats Shattering of heart walls and glassy sheets Sisters are the LOVE For in no comparison with poetry of

Who Did I Become

Who Did I Become long poem

I remember the laughter and all of the smiles, The journey that seemed like a million miles, The happy times when I had such fun, But really….who did I become. I often wondered what life’s about, When it felt my

Importance Of Prayers

Importance Of Prayers short poem

One may experience it or not but Prayers add to my psychological strength And contribute to my efforts to succeed By creating a better and positive environment. Many believe prayers as wastage of energy and time but what I shared

The Musician

The Musician ode

The hollowed eyes were ringed with lines, The parchment skin was cracked and old, The tattered rags that served for clothes, Gave scant protection from the cold. Yet on that corner every day, Without regard for wind or rain, He

Under Your Nose

Under Your Nose short poem

Dividing bridges in the grimace of time, Earth peeled and uprooted in a perfidious chime, Upholstery of ashes do perplex the sun, Blurry vision does escape the wanton hun, Moon braces for the evening sun, Cradle of concrete that once

My Hope

My  Hope short poem

My hope is a bird with bright-colored wings My hope has the prettiest song a singer sings My hope it is always there to comfort me In my heart I know it always will be Sometimes my hope is to

Emily

Emily short poem

Emily was a recluse a quiet introvert she sat alone penning poems wrought with pain and hurt a lady great I do relate I too crave solitude though in her verse she did not curse and mine sometimes are crude

Flowering Of The Thought

Flowering Of The Thought short poem

Belonging to the not belonging, was becoming a method exploring the path. In the backyard unpleasant fumes were rising. Nocturnal swoop of enlightenment, clearly becomes a festival of yellow death. Who was hiding the truth? Flowering of the thought in sky,

Give Me

Give Me short poem

They were burned alive. Most cherished to me, betraying the functionality of a system, interstitial asphyxiation took place. In the garb of a garlanded saint a gun booms. The death is rolled from tongue to tongue, flying limbs get strung

Mother India

Mother India short poem

Mother India I travelled to you Three years back ‘Twas a moment’s spur Friends thought I’d gone whack Mother India Filled with uncertainty For what was in store Intrepid and curious I reached your belly at Bangalore Mother India With

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog (centennial 2015)

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog  (centennial 2015) long poem

Let us go then, you and I. Let us go then, you and I… For a hundred years, this line echoes around the rims of the inner ears of poets and anti-poets, not because it’s true or untrue, visionary or

The Girl

The Girl short poem

I am a girl With beautiful curls They were not happy when i was born Their lives became forlorn Nobody would adore me But then , there was someone to stand with me MY MOM ! The one who kept

Grounding

Grounding short poem

In the surge of dark there was a lunar smile in my glass I will not abandon the moons in your eyes. A white sow was going to deliver the babies. It was departure time and the profile was ready

Toxic Love

Toxic Love short poem

Champagne bubbles , Glasses tingles I hear cheers of joyful mingles, Toasting to they who lives for gingle . Dance with me under the moon light, Fall on my lips your crystal drizzles , molten in your arms as I’m

Hearing Voices

Hearing Voices short poem

I can inform, enlighten, give an idea But cant explain how my reality can become so severe Yes you know I hear voices and I never can feel safe But you will never know truly what my mind can create

Hope

Hope short poem

Hope Sometimes I’m hopeful Clouds begin to lighten up Sun starts to shine through Grey skies turn to blue I see a future A degree And a job I love. I see a marriage Some kids And even a farm

Haircut

Haircut short poem

Maybe i need a haircut or maybe i need a new head when nothing fits one has to be one’s own tailor a fish eye lens would help to see all at the same time a ride up in clouds

Natural Beauty

Natural Beauty short poem

Beauty is what you realise in nature , Begins to love every creature. Grassy field that grows in meadow, Things that are tactlessly bestowed. Radiance of sun that lights your day, Go out and brighten your way. Blossom flowers that

Then I Can See

Then I Can See ode

I am able to go on Knowing I am not alone Alone, how can I ever be? With all that is: within this me I’m the child of mother earth My heavenly father gave me birth Gave me a powerful

Curiouser And Curiouser

Curiouser And Curiouser ballad

The case of the killing of Humpty Dumpty Who caused the death of that silly Numpty? What was he doing up on that high wall? And who or what had made him fall? Scotland Yard and Interpol Were on the

Emptiness

Emptiness short poem

Saturday evenings reek of stale words, aching bones and a running out of things to feel dressed in a darkness where your silence meets mine and no sound seeps in through the fine crisscross weave of the blanket soggy with

Damn The Self Righteous!

Damn The Self Righteous! short poem

Down through your nose you peer at me As if I don’t belong The gossip you have swallowed Has infected your cruel tongue For you have nothing good to say Nor better things to do Than let your tiny mind