Diwali Poems

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

Deepavali

Deepavali short poem

DEEPAVALI( a festival of light) Brace towards the D-day Deepavali is on the Way Get ready to blast away varieties of crackers all the way Take care to shy away from crackers which burst away Lit Eye catching flower pots

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Red And White

Red And White short poem

blemish of the needle in eye spreads: do you still see the moon in the hills, outstripping the aura of midnight? resilient, waiting for a renaissance, for a finger on the lips in dark, to read the symptoms, feeling floral

World Of War

World Of War short poem

I slept, but not in peace For I dreamt of us in another place Of you in a benzene bloom Twisted and stiff in the roiling plumes Of fiery dragons eating your flesh Sucking the breath From your lungs You

Author Of Empty Book

Author Of Empty Book short poem

When one’s Life is in shambles and mind in turmoil When one is caught in between the earthly desires and heavenly divinity Make sure He will be thrown into the dustbin of history what is the use of looking back

A Nation In Motion

A Nation In Motion long poem

There‘s no power strong enough to halt this motion Thus, the universe, hinged upon a transient axis in her cosmos plane, spin and revolves in an infinite motion But not moving forward, thus days and years were born All substances

The Socialite

The Socialite short poem

She gets out of bed gazes into vacant space. It’s time to wake up and put the mask on her face. Time to mingle with her so called friends. Who are as fake and cold as her. Pursuing their own

Lost Cause

Lost Cause short poem

A thousand ships sail towards sun each one carrying the hope of life each searching for the island of life sails set high, urgency in air cover the maximum ground or drown in the star dust burnt by sun, skin

My Turn Makes Me Mourn

My Turn Makes Me Mourn short poem

I wait for my turn as Milton stands and waits for his turn bright Oh! Being mourn for my turn rakes up my grief in the urn To charge my body with violent torrent of blood Causing turbulent in my

Moments

Moments short poem

[Composed in a class room.] Have you felt what an alien face said? From a land not yours of this birth, And thus in a fleet moment beheld, The tiny dimensions of the earth. Have you seen the colors of

Bitter Tropics

Bitter Tropics short poem

It wasn’t me who invented love by ignorance the same way the painter doesn’t have the heart to mix pure colors it was there in the times when I used to swot the differences between useful, beautiful and pleasing first

The Wasteland Limericks

The Wasteland Limericks short poem

The world it was changed with aplomb, When they let loose the nuclear bomb. After living in fear For many a year, Now it’s time to leave Vault 101. But fighting the bandits is hell, When your shotgun does run

Harsh Reality

Harsh Reality short poem

In spite of knowing Life is short , in reality we behave as if our life stretches to eternity Our routine life activities snatches away thought that one day those routine will have to come to end to become a

Hands

Hands short poem

I look with awe at worn out gnarled hands of a labourer how well have they have served their master mesmerised am I by a doctor’s hands gone rough with formaldehyde how many lives saved they have go green do

Brief Case

Brief Case ode

Cleaned once again, my small, ash-color, brief case, That I used to take with me, on all my voyages. Ash, I liked not, but happened to be the one, I had, As none else, so small and compact, for my

Sweet Awakenings

Sweet Awakenings short poem

A gentle rush of feelings Can send shivers down the spine, With an awakening on wings of fire, In the heart and soul, Feeling specially sweet, As life is at stake. Heart sings again with a warmth Soaring so high

One Runaway Religion

One Runaway Religion short poem

Ignite the barren clay, I need some rare elements to tie a thread to the moon. Upstaging the sun. Not aspirational he was stripped to become radical like the dark blood of a white soul. Pentadactylous was losing the big

The Drive

The Drive short poem

Lift a finger if you care, Hold me closer if you dare. You ask me why I’m going on this venture, I’m going to find a reason to live. Driving through an open sea, Two different ways in front of

I Had An Egg Today.

I Had An Egg Today. prose poem

They’ve often asked if I was restricted by a religion, But “I just can’t eat” had always been my sermon. However, I was fascinated by how they made it And why their tongues galloped as they tasted. So I took

To My Thirteen Year Old

To My Thirteen Year Old short poem

Dear Nikkie, Today, you are on the threshold of a wondrous world A world that will be fascinating, fun and lots of discoveries You are stepping out of your baby clothes And entering the almost adult world You may be

All In The Name Of God ?

All In The Name Of God  ? prose poem

Violence !Bloodshed ! Massacre ! Hatred and callousness having its nasty play across the globe, inflicting myriad miseries on innocent people here and there, every now and then . And all these insane acts in the name of God !

The morning mews

The morning mews short poem

Bring me home and I’ll go right to bed for the little bird heard everything that was said; return to yourself and judge not of what you have read. The dormouse agreed and returned to his shed with which the

Neutral

Neutral short poem

I will need some new words today. To say what I did not want to say, scratching at the surface of truth. I do not fight with meanings. A shade between two borders of lies between right and wrong. The

Lord, I Look Up To You

Lord, I Look Up To You prose poem

Lord, I am in a bind, for I have fallen behind, I’m in trouble and don’t know what to do, so Lord Jesus I look up to you. For Lord I grow weak and weary, in need of rest, so

The New Epithalamion

The New Epithalamion short poem

The sacred fire smoulders fast turning its witness false. the uncared hymns of the priest melt unnoticed in the fragrant smoke; the holy books keep silent and negotiations for metals and notes go on; they never observe the heart that

Beauty Of Darkness

Beauty Of Darkness prose poem

The Night seems to be so ‘Haunted’. He scares us with his ‘Beauty’ and makes us so comfort with his ‘Darkness’. He is someone who doesn’t talk but listens to everything. When Night is awake every life is dead. But

Love Hurts

Love Hurts prose poem

Sometimes I wonder what’s it gonna be like without the one you once loved, yeah it’s gonna be hard your gonna experience the most pain probably in your life.. and your gonna think your not gonna find someone else.. and

Dying Screams

Dying Screams short poem

Shall we go like innocents with heavy breathing in the pool of blood to find the inner-connectivity of a boldly beautiful death? In the open pit of an ancient gold mine? There was a loss of hidden dance, in the

Books

Books short poem

Flipping pages inhaling words Like open arms and fluttering birds. A clay pot, a blue sky. Paddy fields passing by. Just touch each word, it comes to life With laughter, anger, pleasure and strife I travel with people living in

Empathy (Shadow Acrostic)

Empathy (Shadow Acrostic) short poem

Emotional states of a neurosciencE Match another person’s spectruM Personal feeling as soft as snowdroP Associated with individual’s utopiA Teacher and learner both altruisT Home for those homeless, a flourisH Yarn of compassion and sympathY

The Morning Melody

The Morning Melody short poem

I hear everyday a 10 bits song, every morning, I wake up with the musical alarm of clock- it sounds as “Ding Dong Dong.” “Tweet”, “Tweet”- birds come out from nest with early dawn’s knock! With clucking and crowing of

Will go away, if you want me to

Will go away, if you want me to short poem

Will go away if you want me to.. I am one of those omens, one of those spells that someone has cast on thee to make you feel again, for better or worse how can I say, that is for

Forgotten Prayers

Forgotten Prayers prose poem

I have no magic words to heal your heart; I’ve caused deep wounds–black and blue and raw. The memories, like relentless scavengers, they gnaw To tear the fragile sinew of our love apart. Your thoughts, I know, are like serrated

Gypsy

Gypsy short poem

My gypsy soul, my gypsy soul, oh we are on the move once more. To hidden valleys and secret places, to hear the ocean’s almighty roar. I long gave up in denying the yearning of opening my wings to soar.

Be An Example (leadership Has Died)

Be An Example (leadership Has Died) elegy

It would be great for adults to refocus, and think about the things they do and say. There is a saying “How would you feel if someone did that or said that to you.” Are adults in this time and

I’m Remembering

Im Remembering short poem

Laying here in the darkness Listening to the wind All is quiet Nowhere is there a sound I’m remembering all our memories The many of us laughing and smiling The few of us crying and silent So many memories all

Not Yet My Time

Not Yet My Time long poem

Death: the most natural And common event in the universe, Yet forsakes us all perplexed. To begin means to end, And to end means to begin— To whatever comes next. I know not, and will not Know of what is

I Shall Wait..

I Shall Wait.. long poem

Things happen for a reason, It’s always meant to be, Definitions is just not me, I will still foresee, A future that appears so clean.. There are times when you realize, A few moments to just mesmerize, Let it sink

Conscience (The Only Adviser)

Conscience (The Only Adviser) short poem

However popular you are, you feel most unpopular at times Popularity is like an intoxication feelings of pride takes you to the skies when the spirits sink in feelings of frustration sets in the moment spirits sink out Glitter and

A Tear Drop

A Tear Drop short poem

Dying daily in eternity for it to be, a tear drop held all the pain of life. You were lost in words, between the phrases time was in, time was out. The color, the theme was fading, a seduced century

I Am Time

I Am Time short poem

I am tomorrow I am today I am yesterday I am what must come I am what must pass I say hi when things are going good I say hello when things are going bad You fear me You trust