Distrub Poems

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

Sand Witchd

Sand Witchd short poem

If I tell the truth I disturb her mind If I tell lie I lit her mind I am often Caught in between Truth and Lie I get disturbed if I hurt her I get more then disturbed If I

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Holy Knot And Germany My Dream Land

Holy Knot And  Germany My Dream Land long poem

“Holy knot” Marriage is like a book of suspense, Each day contains romance and turbulence. You are excited what is next, You try your level best to prove the best. Sometimes you want to read its climax, But you have

Hasty Conclusions

Hasty Conclusions short poem

Someone Sent me a message And asked me To take a look at it! I tore open The envelope, Emptied the content, Spread it on my table And, yelled: That Was a blank paper You sent! If only I had

Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis long poem

It’s a fluttering dove, No…mayhap a trembling rabbit, Why does it sound so loud? The shaking, the trembling Now the throbbing, the thudding In my ears, a stampede, The gasp that awakens, confirming It’s the beat of my heart, Out

My Little Mo Jo Bag

My Little Mo Jo Bag long poem

Well I got an Rx from Marie Lave au In the backwoods of New Orleans… A sacred blue voodoo MO JO BAG She said I made this just for you, just For you now Bo…carry it in your left Pocket

Dreamcatcher

Dreamcatcher short poem

Dreamcatcher, give me a dream. Of lavender fields as far as the eyes can see. Cheery Marigolds with Sunflowers by the stream. And meandering brooks murmuring their glee. Dreamcatcher bring her a dream. Of our fun on the swing. And

In Memorium– Lest We Should Forget

In Memorium   Lest We Should Forget prose poem

Let us all bow , my countrymen In reverence, and gratitude To the memory of those bravehearts Who stood like an iron wall To defend the sanctity of Parliament The all faith shrine of democracy Despite death dancing around In

Love And Malice

Love And Malice short poem

Love and malice are sides of a coin both feed equally to our mood. We praise the charm of our lover first for beauty then the qualities, in the name of understanding we weigh the obedience. Affections for young self

Hung Over

Hung Over short poem

Well you swear up and down this morning I told you I love you and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you last night… Well I must have been drunk off my ass and desperate to get

A Note To Mum

A Note To Mum long poem

Dear mother, You walked away so early I cannot complain How much I miss you? I can tell, It’s insane. Mother, have I told you one day That I love you? That you are me in you? I didn’t tell!

Light Upon The Brooks And Broken Streams

Light Upon The Brooks And Broken Streams prose poem

A shimmer of light in the darkness of my thoughts, the rare moment that the grey skies clear away and I see my surroundings exactly how I should, these briefs moments serve as a testament for my survival, Bitter and

Rocket Love

Rocket Love short poem

Sky’s the limit as dreams expand. Tonight let’s touch the sky. Surpassing the clouds that hinder our view. Hold on to me as the minutes work overtime. Rushing into the infinity of every touch. Our sigh stains the orbit of

Through Silence

Through Silence short poem

Silence they say speaks louder than words Do you really hear me? Not here, nor there, know not where But through silence, do you hear me? Memories tender that I hold so near some so dear though some not so

When I Was Young

When I Was Young prose poem

When I was young, I thought I knew so much about so much, about this and that, and him and her, and they and them, and such and such. When I was young, I knew where I wanted to go,

A Prisoner Of Freedom

A Prisoner Of Freedom short poem

I believed I was free, Then I learned of norms, Of perceptions about me. Traditions held me back, Where my spirits soared, Turning my soul so black. Love came with shackles, An inheritance of beliefs, Trapped in social tentacles. They

Naughty Baby

Naughty Baby short poem

Naughty Baby working me up into frenzy Naughty Baby oooh Naughty Baby Making a man out of me, taking me to the Heights of ecstasy oooh baby, baby I’m so hot and its good yeah don’t stop, Don’t stop, give

Mother And Child

Mother And Child prose poem

The deafening cry of the infant and the tiring but resounding smile of the mother herald the arrival of the little cradle to this mystical world of umpteen wonder The creaking sound of the child’s crying,suddenly and abruptly ending, with

Holding Your Hands

Holding Your Hands short poem

Whenever I feel myself alone, And I feel like I need you, I just close my eyes, And I feel like I am, Just with you… And so I can feel you in my heart beats it goes And when

Mourn The Death Of Love

Mourn The Death Of Love long poem

Today I moan the death of love A love that was never there A bond that never existed A relationship that was never there Memories that only seemed to matter to me Words that only seem to hurt me Actions

Walking On The Road Ahead

Walking On The Road Ahead prose poem

They call it On to the quest of mysterious life; I have unlocked many treasures. Each one has its own story, Each one has its own say. Some gave me pleasures immense; Others chased the journey of woods intense. They

Happiness Everywhere

Happiness Everywhere short poem

The wait for the last period of sport’s hour in a long day of school, The sight of home when you are back after a long time, The horn of dad’s vehicle when doing homework at home, The sip of

Rain Cloth

Rain Cloth short poem

The rain clouds rushed in dark rage Shapeless masses, swollen and drunk Sudden outpour of a pearly lace Raindrops weaving me a precious sight. Lo, from blissful loom, the warp of heaven Threading through each coconut palm Spinning live yarns

No Grand Landing

No Grand Landing short poem

It clings to you, like a liquid rock, burns your skin. You get a chemosignal. Tethered on a rope your clenched iron fist remains dysfunctional. From the elite enclave red smoke billows like a jinni unleashed from the bottle. A

Unexpected Fear

Unexpected Fear ballad

She stands and waits in her wedding gown Like white clouds Floating on her, she walks around she looks out of her window pane Wishing he will come to see her again The broken promise they can mend The fear

Abyss And The Body It Inhabits

Abyss And The Body It Inhabits short poem

A brick window, your name in between the cracks that light doesn’t dare to touch It’s fitting really, that you should be immortalized in secret like the hush of thunder; they hear but do not see you you have your

Like Air

Like Air short poem

The next time we meet. I plan to meet you in unnoticed fashion. To come face to face even if you laugh or chase to how far your mind wanders. I plan to meet you today and the day after.

Voice In My Head

Voice In My Head prose poem

It’s always absurd To give up everything and run after something that’s never been achieved without even knowing if thats anyway possible A total dreamer missing everything at every point believing in instincts that are just abstract emotions Maybe its

The Legend Of Procris And Cephalus

The Legend Of Procris And Cephalus short poem

The Legend of Procris and Cephalus. based on a painting in the London National gallery “A satyr mourns the death of a nymph “, painting by Pierro de Cosimo Who is this maiden sleeping here This beauty she is dead

Potential Values Solved

Potential Values Solved short poem

Impossible emptying my head of every bent phrase… The misshapen past crooked and crass –unrepentant lunar lit boyhood errant I against your shallow affect denial (my own story you dare edit or silence because every unacknowledged event is one erased

Breathe

Breathe prose poem

Breathe. This is what our companion has instructed us to do. Yet how can we do this when she takes our breath away? She is dearer to us than the air in our lungs. Yet we must breath. Prayers spill

I Am A Blade Of Grass

I Am A Blade Of Grass short poem

I am a blade of grass, Green from inside out, I am a small fragile life. The relentless scorching sun sucks every bit of life from me, The rains drench me from root to leaf; The wild animals crush me

Life Is A Package

Life Is A Package short poem

We talk about Rich and the poor We discuss beauty and ugly We debate over winner and loser We judge the Good and bad We speak about life and death We Quarrel on caste and religion We compare human to

Love

Love short poem

Black is strong Black is pure Black believes Black portraits her beauty love by all Black she is she was the one that said wasn’t it love, you said changes a man’s state send him yearning weeping yet laughin’ wasn’t

One Dance

One Dance short poem

They hold each others’ hands Walking down the lane Their hearts beating with praise Was it the season of rain? The water begins to pour In the silent night The boy appeals for a dance, in the starlight Hands held

Chocolate

Chocolate short poem

A sweet treat A smooth heat A bitter bite A mellow delight A delicate taste So pleasantly placed Perfect pleasure To be had at your leisure Flavored with a hint Of refreshing peppermint An essence of orange A joy on

Pain Or Rain?

Pain Or Rain? short poem

That was the first beautiful rain in my life. I saw her in the drizzling rain. My heart pounded within my wet clothes. She never came again; Except the rain that comes regularly. That was the last beautiful rain in

My Adorable Mother

My Adorable Mother ode

To my sweet and lovely mamma with greatest love and respect. My mother is a lady of strong convictions, She loves unity condemns fractions. She is a talented lady of diverse arts,she has a good command on her mother-tongue,and Knows

Bells Of Faith

Bells Of Faith short poem

Behold the bells hanging In the old temple’s premises High above the tall pine trees And the distant snow-covered peaks Do they really occupy the space Among the clouds atop the hills Or is it just an illusion Extended up

Wish

Wish short poem

I wish I could keep crying, But tears wouldn’t fall off my eyes, That way no one would know How weak and desolate I am inside. I wish I could sing madly when I want to, they wouldn’t hear, That

Hemlock

Hemlock short poem

The night was old, sans us; we’re buried within ourselves- We met after decades, the definite cause for the arousal (and virility); A night of talks, old memories and kisses… Garbs flew while she pushed me hard-onto the pillows; Eyes