Durga Poems

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

Saga With Durga

Saga With Durga short poem

They were fated to face that minor road mishap The vehicle got tripped due to use of sudden brake It was August 1997, when my parents traveled by that cab Ignoring evil Oman earlier, my father left home without shake

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End Of This Autumn

End Of This Autumn short poem

At the END OF THIS AUTUMN, I am standing Under a barren tree, bleak and exposed TO weather with shedding leaves, There rests a house away from the barn, Decorated with vivid colours of rainbow And maintained by careful hearts

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Meander

Meander short poem

Leaves blown asunder Like images from a dream. Rushing to journeys end In life’s endless stream. Undercurrents swirling Dark as a cloudy day Smooth as silk above Warmed by the morning ray. There comes a meander, a bend In life’s

The Warrior

The Warrior prose poem

I am a warrior, fighting the battles of life’s challenges, tripping over the cracks on the sidewalks, drinking cold coffee, listening to sad songs, working on taxes, calling in borderline sick, and driving the combative zone of rush-hour traffic, what

Meandering Mind

Meandering Mind short poem

A bud, A flower you are a closed bud come bloom into a flower and spread the fragrance of love into this scentless garden of my life!! Infinite from infinity “i” came kaleidoscoping through the horizons of a womb of

Though A Democrat

Though A Democrat prose poem

Unblinking reflexive opinions lean indubitably, favorably and certifiably with minimal pandering soliciting uber voodoo yawping woos socially quintessentially obviously markedly consciousness brakes alignment defining mine political views loosely yet not strictly, jerry-rigged, hidebound Democratic fealty haltingly pledged ones and twos

Afraid Of Unknown

Afraid Of Unknown short poem

A patch on my shirt was growing. I could not, because I did not want to remove it. I took everything, without choosing, a flag of my territory fluttered without wind. Like a marooned kiss on fainted lips tear less

Old Man Sitting

Old Man Sitting short poem

The bones are brittle as are the thoughts they crumble events of yesterdays that never happened things that happened not remembered today becomes another time faces and events mingle become a crazy quilt He sits and stares unaware of a

Misunderstood

Misunderstood short poem

I know you have your theory of the way that I should be, You see a diagnosis when you should be seeing me, I wish that I could tell you all the reasons you are wrong, But I am not

Random Musings

Random Musings short poem

Something lies dead here. Something, that until yesterday Was the source of all Beauty, Whose warmth dimmed Every shadow of loss And sedated pain. What it was, I cannot say- Perhaps it was love, Or an idea or a belief

A Lover’s Prayer

A Lover’s Prayer short poem

Paradise is greed and Hell is a fear, Oh God! I love just because you are dear, You are hidden in beauty you are hidden in love, You are branch of olive in the nib of a dove I know

Harmony

Harmony prose poem

We walked, twinkle-toed, through the night’s hush A ‘Sherlock Holmes’ deerstalker capping my skull And the red Che-star on your beret (left of centre); Hand in hand Finger looped to finger Palms sweating, Lips twinging from a freshly chiselled kiss

To Be Conscious

To Be Conscious prose poem

Consciousness is but an electric signal that originates in a receptor neuron cell and then travels down sensory neuron cells to the spinal cord and brain only to return by motor neuron cells to a muscle move This full cycle

Life – A Drama

Life   A Drama short poem

I was send to the ‘Cradle’ of earth To perform the ‘Drama’ of life The set was ready, co-actors too. I felt easy to play my role As my character had hardly anything to do Years flew by; I too

Amidst Recall

Amidst Recall short poem

  Effervescent is the youth Making a merry recall Innocent is the child Seeking treasure in all Placid is the thought When I stare in oblivious Wind whispers tenderly Wet sand my feet caress Waves lash to and fro Making

The Case With Some Indian Men

The Case With Some Indian Men prose poem

The way rapists minds have taken shape- A girl is to blame for her own rape, To these animals so lecherous What are we girls-strictly diurnal creatures? Rapists say,“Girls can’t step out at night, A girl attacked should quietly allow

Everlasting Agony

Everlasting Agony long poem

When everything fell apart, The ache grew stronger in my heart. When the earth stopped spinning, The birds stopped chirping, And the flowers stopped blooming, Did you know what they were all saying? The dark, long winter night Took all

You And I

You And I short poem

Feminism is not about you and me, For me it stands for humanity. A little love, a little respect, Is all I crave, is all I expect. You call me a goddess, Fold your hands and pray to me. Yet

A glimpse at your beauty

A glimpse at your beauty prose poem

Nothing captivates me Other than your intimidating eyes Like they are meant to hypnotize Sometimes mysterious, sometimes cheerful Sometimes hiding the pain behind the moist Yet perfectly beautiful are your angel eyes. Just as if this wasn’t suffice God blessed

Freedom At Last

Freedom At Last short poem

The tears have washed my sins. Taming the dead, I start a vivisection of myths. I take an impromptu walk, go inside my weaker self, abandon the pretension and come face to face with the fear. No portrait, no symbol,

The Garden Rose That Stood All Alone

The Garden Rose That Stood All Alone short poem

When the world goes to sleep, When everything is hushful, When the most attractive things lose their beauty, A garden rose stands all alone, resolving to fulfill her duty. Her petals keep on falling One after the other. Slowly, but

A Long Forgotten Feeling.

A Long Forgotten Feeling. short poem

You captivated me, Drenched in raindrops My mind singing in joy, At the sight of you, A fragrance around me, An untold emotion, Deep in my soul. Blossoms of love, That never fades, In ethereal beauty, Of a misty glow,

A Fey Leaf

A Fey Leaf short poem

I saw a golden leaf in the palm of earth, I wonder where it comes from..! I firm to find its cradle. I wander and wander everywhere But I dash hopes of finding the secret. I rest in the earth’s

Flame Of Candle

Flame Of Candle short poem

When darkness conquers your world which was once filled up with light, when you are knocked down a thousand times , still you are ready to fight . At the very stage of life you need a flame of candle

I can’t name things

I can’t name things short poem

I can’t name things. I can’t tell, with some mighty confidence, this is this or that is that. You tell me of love. but, I have known too many loves. blue love, green love, red love, even yellow love. I

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya short poem

Unable to reach out with arms wide spread words escaping mouth uttered for the benefit of ears his own ears no one can listen no one can see no one is around it is cold and desolate not a blade

Break

Break short poem

During the full charge of the afternoon words or figures tumbling out of you something the size and scent of work remember that it is unimportant vow to come to yourself pull back from those artificial languages feel your heart

Rolling Time

Rolling Time short poem

Those days my head was completely covered with thick hair These days my head is devoid of any hair Those days I needed a mirror to look at my head These days my head itself looks like a mirror Those

Shadow Dancing

Shadow Dancing short poem

Dancing Shadows High in the Great Canadian Rockies; on the shoreline of a rippling mountain stream, dancing shadows are reflected in the eyes of a massive, supreme bull elk. A gentle breeze is gracefully guiding the leaves of glorious fall

The Harrowed Heart

The Harrowed Heart long poem

Only those with the wisest minds -the oldest eyes, remember the days of love truly lost. The woman with the rage speckled iris, the man with the world-heavy curved spine, Holding aloft thy heads as the wisping breaths of each

Give Credit Where Credit Is Due

Give Credit Where Credit Is Due short poem

Well have you ever wondered why they give Columbus the credit for finding North America when he never set a foot on the promised land, no it was the Vikings that came here first and we have proof after finding

Return Of The Poet

Return Of The Poet short poem

It is autumn grapes are bleeding. The orange color seeps into your eyes. Will you shut the green lids? You, start reading backward. Atavistic instinct to dig up the severed hands? Your house, died in the flower bed. Seeds were

Dream, Dare, Dazzle

Dream, Dare, Dazzle short poem

Dream as if you are waiting to be born, The roses will bloom and bear no thorn. No matter how Impossible the dream may be, Don’t let the world decide what you have to be. Its only when you dare

The Candid Mirror

The Candid Mirror short poem

I saw a child Playing in the mud Red hair Glistening in the sun Twinkling eyes, Reverberating the sea. Hands clutched the dark soil And out came a dimpled smile, Enthralling me. As I looked on She metamorphosed into an

Woman

Woman prose poem

When I was a young man I chased them by the score. They were fast, young and lean. Conquest was my aim, seduction was the game. Procreation, I was playing with biology’s rules. I cared very little about much more.

Ready Set Go

Ready Set Go short poem

Ready, set, go! When I am down and gloomy, When my head feels not-so-roomy, I set my internal clocks And fade out conception blocks. A small lantern can light up the night, And a different point of view can make

Sometimes

Sometimes long poem

Sometimes the glass in the dishwasher breaks. Sometimes the heart though unbroken aches. Sometimes the wound is not healed by time. Sometimes punishment does not fit the crime. Sometimes it’s darker even after the dawn. Sometimes the queen is beat

Life is beautiful still

Life is beautiful still short poem

Life is beautiful still there is hope though at a far away horizon, there is light though it is beyond the promised dawn, there is love though it is full of peril, there is peace though the path to it

Revising

Revising short poem

The fleshless hands lift the obscene violence of man for life after. The vacant eyes will search for the keys to open the sea of blood, faltering on umbrella of imitation rain of democracy. Age reaches the wolf’s den I

Till The Rooster Crows

Till The Rooster Crows short poem

Down on the farm there’s not a Whole lot to do but work your fingers To the bone that’s why when all The lights go off in this one Horse town mine stay on ’til you Come a knockin’ on