Distortion Poems

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

Brutal Time

Brutal Time short poem

Innocent inside the circle, you reached nowhere. Dirty hands on the knob kept the century locked. Carbon footprints were deepening under the sun, blue bird circling in vain. The jealous moon exiled to black hole. The dust of the brutal

Poems containing references to : Distortion

Forward I Go

Forward I Go short poem

Melting into this monotonous moment The faded clock twists into oblivion Sweet distortion echos, so very potent As I ponder my made decision Choices tangle into my deep dark fate As I deeply dwell on these many past mistakes I

Numbers

Numbers short poem

They are treated as mere numbers of human consequence, dotted ubiquitously on the front pages of tabloids and newspapers. They are figures that scatter my article weekly- seemingly just another number that the eyes will so casually scan over. Sometime

The Amazing Me

The Amazing Me short poem

It’s not just you, it’s also me. Why ‘s the all world tired of me? I’m not certain of my attitude, That’s the reason for distortion of my gratitude. I’m more random than a dice. It’s just six faced ,

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Endless Road

Endless Road short poem

We are all in a race, the race for being first, From childhood we have been told you have to come first or your life will be as meaningless as dust. People are struggling to be appreciated and be known,

A Date

A Date short poem

Tonite she’ll again take her thoughts to bed Far away from fear Let it be surreal Her heart skips a beat When she meets her dream With the ticking clock She explores her thoughts Ahh she finds peace Long time

Now I Am Loved

Now I Am Loved prose poem

Sleep becomes an enemy, Sadness a close friend. Hiding pain so eagerly, Trying to see this till the end. Sorrow builds in her chest, Pain is left in her bed. Her nights so restless, Sad girl left for dead. What

I Exalt Thee

I Exalt Thee short poem

For so long I have been down so low lost in the darkness of doubt, the Devil kept saying you think and you worry way too much but Jesus said I am the way, the love and the life, his

Let’s Get It On

Let’s Get It On long poem

LET’S GET IT ON any which way you desire it doesn’t matter to me let’s just get it on oh baby, baby, baby and do it all night long LET’S GET IT ON, LET’S GET IT ON… your place or

Poveglia

Poveglia short poem

Black Death plaque but too many dead bodies For a grave so they shipped the sick and Suffering away to a little venison island called Poveglia…screams could be heard across The foggy water to the mainland in mass Hysteria…well and

Love Forever

Love Forever short poem

You and me Two different entities Each bound by our own creations Yet our love has made us one. Two souls became one Without any differentiation We carry our life Like the two banks of the same river Never meeting

This Soul

This Soul short poem

It helps me, In every moment I live. It helps me, In deadly sands, In burning sun, When I survive. And I know, I’m sure, I hope, it’ll help me, Throughout my life. B’cause it’s my nice friend. I think,

Vibrations

Vibrations short poem

The battlelines were drawn. While drinking the sun I set myself ablaze A hooded dilemma of his kindness starts boiling in chaotic dissonance. A backlash stops a self-search. Who am I and why do I belong in the spinning of

Falling Desire

Falling Desire short poem

The sun shines for no reason at all, accept to see the people fall. There’s nothing in this world that I truly desire, my hope for passing the finish line is brighter than fire, I’m f*&king insane living with the

I Exist

I Exist short poem

With the aroma of the sea, submitting itself to the shades of mauve with my skin so wet , and my hair in mess wiping my lens ,to explore the horizon did it unleash my forgotten memories. Dragged in and

Out Of God’s Eyes

Out Of Gods Eyes sonnet poems

Rise, oh weary, war-spawned sheep Leave your demons caged in sleep. Travel up above this place Of caste and creed, of greed and waste. Shear the spirit from the host Invoke the remnants of the scourge Awaken sentience in the

Junior School

Junior School prose poem

Years gone by and we are all still fools For the silly things we laughed at school Farting and burping and breaking the rules Making large bubble gum circles whilst swimming in the local pool Playing tennis in the summer

Your Vote

Your Vote long poem

He comes with a bowl of courtesy and begs you to to fill the Bowl with your valuable vote He promises moon and treats you like God You feel special for his flattering words Come the D-day to vote in

March 18th, 2016

March 18th, 2016 short poem

The day I’ve looked to for years is now my dreaded bitter end. Melancholy incarnate, I feel nothing, much to my chagrin. My mind a wall, nostalgia the flood. Bursting through upon the hour. Bittersweet memories of you. The wall

The Abcs Of Stuttering

The Abcs Of Stuttering short poem

Annie Dickson was a ham But Annie had a stutter Carefully she chose her words Determined not to flutter Every day seemed quite the chore Frustration just to talk Girls and boys would roll their eyes Heck, some would turn

Travelling To Moon

Travelling To Moon short poem

Blood and bones become qualification watching and being watched. Eyes in introspection incubation waking the black dawn. Anguished blank stares, after dispossession collapse on the hills in confusion – umpteen times. Ontogeny repeats filial love after parental loss. Monofloral we

New Era

New Era short poem

Burning bones blood settles upon the ashes Don’t you cry girl it’s life that passes Bullets shot in defense of masses One day child they’ll take their chances There’s a new voice that whispers power for fascists England is a

Belly Laugh Again

Belly Laugh Again short poem

Laughter springs delight Soar with twinkling eyes Carefree in belly rattling frenzy Each dimple feigning innocence To collapse in deep crevice joy Bathing in warmth its Echoed resonance tireless Soothing my furrowed brow Dug out in times of trouble Mined

Terry Hero

Terry Hero ode

Sweet emotions slow through human, A great human man. My loving man I don’t want to get broken, He has me now to be very out spoken. I wish to be his wife, And I know as of now we

Lady In White

Lady In White short poem

Well and does she have some kind of unfinished business Here and What is she looking for? What makes her weep? And weep? Does she not know she lives no more? Oh Lady in White in the darkness in the

Signs Of Wounds

Signs Of Wounds short poem

Signs of wounds Her house is there on a circus And there my heart and head in fuss In winter boiled eggs I enjoy In summer sweet curd supplies a boy My longing is only to see her Pretences movement

Death Of Friendship

Death Of Friendship long poem

Friends are like the shadow of the tree, Always there to save you from the harsh rising tide of sea. You dry the tears that fall from my eyes You bring me sunshine to brighten my sky. So called the

Crocus Flavus

Crocus Flavus prose poem

Cruel winter winds and snowy storms have almost reached their end, and country roads all topped with slush, an ice and water blend. I see the thawed cold earthen roads all sprouting shoots of green, and garden gates long frozen

Bottle

Bottle prose poem

Like a bottle into a sea, I toss thee into the infinite. The never ending roll of waves that make up a brave new brine. Like a bottle into a sea, I toss thee into a new roil. I toss

Wishing On Stars

Wishing On Stars short poem

Well there is more to me than meets the eye but it seems like nobody can see the beauty inside…I’m so sick and tired of players and their games it’s enough to make you wanna give up on love but

Walking By

Walking By long poem

You don’t even glance when you walk by, neither do I, but what if everything you ever knew was a lie? Stop feeding me your unemotional lines, I could write your crap and post it up on a sign. I’m

My Dearest Brother And I

My Dearest Brother And I ode

I want the wall of divide to fall apart and Forget we’re born of different parents We are the children God made for love Now the parents of children teaching only love above all. Let’s once again remember our childhood

Grant Me Humanity

Grant Me Humanity short poem

when all the success comes my way when all the fruits come in my tray when everything happens according to me in the day oh god! I would just pray grant me the humanity, don’t let it slay give me

Poem

Poem short poem

Poem…..it soothes the mind It reverberates in the Heart It calms the nerves It creates saneness It makes one bold too It makes life meaningful It is everything in short Who will not like a Poem On flowers, Nature, Rivers

My Mirror

My Mirror short poem

As close I step in, it makes me feel closer twice And farther I step back, it creates the distance twice What an amazing ‘friend’ this mirror is That comes closer twice over, in as much I do And give

Fire On The Horizon

Fire On The Horizon short poem

The shimmering summer sun Sets on the distant horizon Setting ablaze In a shimmering heat haze The careless cumulous clouds Aglow with crimson incandescence Distant twinkling stars Awake in the turquoise twilight sky Mysterious worlds Afar and on high The

Drought

Drought ballad

Our love came in the absence of rain. The avocado growers struggled while we grew with the rising temperature. 92, 97, 113 degrees fahrenheit… Not hot enough. We hid in dried out pools. We showered together to save water. We

I Love Her

I Love Her sonnet poems

I love her. I love hearing her voice,  seeing her smile, staring into her eyes, and loving her. I love her. If I could I’d do every thing with her; sleep, eat, walk, play, live. I only want to be

Where Are You Now

Where Are You Now prose poem

Another year has come and gone are Are you still singing that same old song. Stumbling through life wondering why, maybe it’s time to stop living a lie. Crying, life is unfair it will never Change, try letting Lord Jesus

The Puppeteer

The Puppeteer short poem

Photo by Ungry Young Man I read, I play, I live, I laugh, I smile I curse, I bless, then I feel something, and I stop and start thinking for a while, that whatever is going on, in me, or