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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Mary King’s Close

Mary King’s Close short poem

Underground spillover of sickness and the stench of death… men, women and children confined and condemned, condemned to suffer even after the hour glass has ran out of time, there is an un-natural coldness down the long and winding dark

Balance

Balance short poem

Death in a glimmering light Love in the darkest place The balance of many things That goes unexplained So with the flame I bare And the love we share I rather death after a kiss from your lips Or die

Zaahir: The Quest For The Lost Emerald

Zaahir: The Quest For The Lost Emerald long poem

A frisson, a shiver, a sense of calm Settled on his shoulders as he espied The River of Remembrance, ‘twas a balm To his soul, so weary, he cried “I am saved, I am saved from this dark place I

Beauty Dances

Beauty Dances short poem

Beauty dances on her face She is a flower from beautiful race Graceful gait from face to face No one else be able to trace If you come across in case You may not be able to face Touch Me

Solitude

Solitude short poem

Alone amidst the crowd; they say I love my own company, that I am not a people’s person, so I guess it must be true. I like to hide away: a week, a weekend, a day; places where I’m not

Love Sonnet 121

Love Sonnet 121 sonnet poems

The Heavens look awesome from where I stand, Staggering my thoughts, such expanse to fly, Is such splendor seen from your side of land Despite clouds that the viewing of which deny; I raised my outstretched hand to feel the

Who Am I

Who Am I ballad

A sleepless night exploring an expectation My mind eye playing the reel Anxiety clicking with time My self – doubt will maybe? The inner voice begins to play The same old Sun awakes a new day This is I the

Unanswered

Unanswered long poem

The user keeps robbing the soul. The circulation of lies spinning the arrow my way. Why can’t love be reciprocated? Agony plagues the heart. Deception hovers over the mind. Why the heart and the mind cannot be at peace? The

The Void So Deep!

The Void So Deep! long poem

“The voice that sings your name is sweeter than the midnight sleep, or the sweetest melody; The mind that drives me to you is dearer than the intellect that is deep; The sweetest melody will turn less sweet, Deep introspection

Why So?

Why So? short poem

Why is that we are told to sit in a class room with a pencil kit to draw all the nature’s boon inside a grilled room why is it so we are asked to sing about the prince who gave

Dead Letters!

Dead Letters! long poem

*A dead letter is a letter that has never been delivered because the person to whom it was written cannot be found, and it also cannot be returned to the person who wrote it.* Dim the lights, for in darkness

Greening

Greening long poem

it bleeds in thin sunset strands filters through within sunlight congealing in layers every day a fat ripeness that makes old folks sob for the urges their bodies no longer answer the pig died like prejudice you can learn about

My Dream, I Want To See Green

My Dream, I Want To See Green short poem

Every time I breathe, It is like a new world that I meet . I have got so much happiness in my life , That I feel , I am alive . I want everywhere green, And I want to

A Warming Kiss

A Warming Kiss short poem

I have just received a call from him, the unemployed educated youth, has come out of his house. He must be standing on a bus stop, in the busy hours of the Saturday evening. The whole world suffers from the

A New Beginning

A New Beginning short poem

Say goodbye to the way things used to be, nothing ever stays the same and time is ever fleeting as our seasons change… so say goodbye to yesterday and all those lost hours that somehow have slipped away, nothing never

Grant It Not

Grant It Not short poem

Oh ! God… That magnificent Palace, If “Pandemonium” for me, Grant it not, though I pray for it. That Fruit of knowledge, If bitters my “taste”, Bestow it not, though I long for it. That light of wisdom, If darkens

The First Encounter

The First Encounter short poem

On a chill dewy morning When thin fragments of mist Kidnapped the sun….and Its rays struggled to peep into this world …they saw… Our eyes playing hide and seek… By the river side … You peeped into my heart… And

The Sill Of Heaven

The Sill Of Heaven short poem

Let me rest my chin upon the sill of Heaven Hoisted up by unseen shoulders from below Let me gaze at hidden glories for a short while Before I, into my busy day must go Let me breathe the sights

Autumn Of Life

Autumn Of Life short poem

Autumn is one of the four seasons of all Here, the leaves of the trees do fall. Night spreads it’s darkness prematurely And cold ascends with it cavalierly. Nothing’s different in the autumn of life Where the wrinkled cheeks and

Shoeless And Unresticted!

Shoeless And Unresticted! prose poem

Became a Stribu model barefooted. One of many but an ordinary person. Wore a shirt I bought from Walmart. A denim shorts from Jcp. My teenage daughter was humiliated. I felt great, forgot my illness, heartaches. Stood proud clothed in

Cattle To The Slaughter

Cattle To The Slaughter short poem

Full to the burst, then some more; mass tending to infinity, space shrunk to a bore. Milked by human greed, coerced by animal need; bodies cursed, souls crushed, cattle to the daily slaughter. Past imperfect, future tense, Tomorrow = yesterday;

A Unicorn

A Unicorn prose poem

Somewhere along the dark shades of trees I could feel someone’s waiting for me A creepy feeling I couldn’t hide A spell telling me not to hide. A second thought I set aside As I wandered through the night I

The Pre-natal Connections

The Pre natal Connections short poem

Occupied prior to my existence, did not know my state of trance, inside the mother’s womb, the seedling was like a pulp, in just nine months it grew in shape, to be delivered to the world outside, floating inside the

Yes A Woman

Yes A Woman short poem

Yes I am a woman, Married and with children. And you say you are attracted to me- Well I doubt what’s there to attract? I am age over to be attracted. My beauty fades every day with my chores, My

Who Am I?

Who Am I? long poem

Who am I? Sometimes I wonder… I am a disciple…stumbling along an old, rocky path An angel?  No…just a woman… Straining just to touch the hem of His garment Longing to be closer, ever closer to Him I am a

Rose

Rose long poem

You whisper sweet words while you sharpen your thorns, By a spell I am called, and I pass through the doors. And they slowly close behind me in a squeaky little cry, As the sun begins to fade in the

Designed To Delight

Designed To Delight short poem

Mother Earth lies least Mountain stands like her breast Peak is sharp like nipple Greenery covers, like eye of an apple Clouds cover the peak, like white silk White clouds spread, like spillage of milk Sun signals setting in the

Being A Girl, Here..

Being A Girl, Here.. short poem

here, being a girl is like a prey here, being a girl is like a parasite many do’s and dont’s around you always many must and must not also surround never ever they will let you think never ever they

Farewell

Farewell short poem

Nothing more to do or see I’ve seen it all The sudden rise The tragic fall… A better life Supposedly awaits. Why not end this then? An honorable goodbye Rather than a bland farewell. Let’s celebrate one last time Bring

Existence Of God

Existence Of God short poem

The smoke rises from the house, You know that there is fire & a spouse. When you see the footprints on the sand, Someone has passed you just understand. Fast moving trains,running cars & trams, Make your belief that someone

Ironical

Ironical short poem

Sky drank the moon when night was cool. A lone tree on roadside waits for the prowling wolf to steal the electric skin like the veins on the breast. River was flowing nudging, cleaving the rising frenzy. Still the thirst

The Ballard Of The Hybrid

The Ballard Of The Hybrid long poem

Look at him he is a monster Everything he sees he detests Everyone near him grows to either envy him Or hate his very heart let alone make a mockery of his very name Why should the boy get any

Wrangell – St. Elias

Wrangell   St. Elias short poem

All night On the neural paths, have rushed – shiny – The shapes of the world, yearning for Scepters of mountains And valleys and rivers of ice And prairies and lakes and forests, endlessly. Yet it would not be the

Life Is A Funny Game

Life Is A Funny Game short poem

Life is a funny game, yet it remains never the same, Winning here is a chance of fame, and losing a mere shame, We learn to fall, to win, and to rise, Facing each day with a new surprise, And

WELL (INT)ENDED!

WELL (INT)ENDED! long poem

FITS AND STARTS For a cold winter’s day When you’re, maybe, all sad and forlorn, Here’s a tale, Which, to many, may not be known. It may not be a mystery, it may not evoke fear, But it shall make

A Faint Memory

A Faint Memory short poem

Yes, I’m writing it for you I know I am not at all remembered by you for you I cry and can even die but can’t hear a single lie. I’m dying to hear you speak but one faint memory

Immortality

Immortality short poem

A very disconnecting creek where bodies were found, presents a pictorial death in night, which must be challenged, I say. Then I think without thoughts; summer was ending and a pandemic was at the door. The art of debating the

Visitors To The Fair

Visitors To The Fair short poem

Someone dropped a gun in the crowd – it clattered like candy garish glare of night-time marquees scent of every onion in the world sautéing adults walking on, a mobile forest of legs intent on getting somewhere doing something a

Experience

Experience short poem

goats ate all the flowers before chased by farm girls all the little rumps flee so pleasant over the grass bees in the clover formal in their golden dresses get their stockings dirty smelling like sneezes there’s a raccoon by