Earthquake Poems

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

Earthquake Within And Without

Earthquake Within And Without prose poem

Terrifying it was When sun completed half of its routine journey A tremor overpowered unexpectedly We heard about earthquake but never experienced before It remained though minutes but disasters unheard streaked Like wave of thunder light Almost all came out

EARTHQUAKE

EARTHQUAKE short poem

The earth shook violently Everybody thought it was an earthquake They rushed out of their homes And took shelter in the open! One Man sat on his bed smiling, Realizing… Knowing fully well… That Mother Earth Had reciprocated The vibrations

The Earthquake

The Earthquake long poem

A sudden tremor with a mighty shake Millions of lives does it take Houses broken and trees shaken Mighty hills all prone to cracken. Peace stolen by cracks so deep A twist it brings in life so steep A crisis

After An Earthquake

After An Earthquake prose poem

Soft night wrapped us deeply in her fold whole area changed to a garden of dreams. Tremor began like a snake’s movement darkness melts, our hearts leapt to throat, we rushed for shelter under the starry canopy, but hasty movements

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It Is A Question Of Answers

It Is A Question Of Answers long poem

When my God sheds a tear… …a dew drop smiles on a hibiscus petal When my God cries… …a drizzle sprinkles on a canopy of green When my God weeps…. …a cloud bursts into a heart throb and pours as

Time And Again…

Time And Again... short poem

A manifestation of her fury, Made us witness and bury, Concrete dreams under debris, As we stand victims of the crisis. Helpless, she let herself be dug up, For us to mine wealth and stack up. But her heart and

Fight Back

Fight Back short poem

Terror is tumbling down to the Earth, The trees are trembling in fear. The nature’s crying the birth cry, And its raining at the top gear. Thunder is striking so violent, Window panes hitting each other. Everyone’s trying to save

Poems containing references to : Earthquake

Cancer In My Veins

Cancer In My Veins long poem

An earthquake in my hearts’ kingdom Peaks and troughs,patterns were random Nurses making the fastest moves Trying to fill my cancerian grooves Blackening my last scarlet blood drop Weakening my smooth breaths’ rope I felt the cracks in closed,transparent, glass

For Nepal – I Am Moved

For Nepal   I Am Moved elegy

The asphalt glints silver As the pitter- patter of my feet Mingle with the sounds of laughter, Anticipation and wonder Seem to echo from the brilliance Of the mountains as they glint, Glow and rejoice in the sun. Now I

Tragedy, Au Revoir , My Little Country

Tragedy, Au Revoir , My Little Country long poem

In winter of 2010, January 12 at 6:00 in the afternoon- an earthquake devastated the country in just six little seconds. Soon after, a smoke rose from the horizon covering the whole country, in every cloud of smoke, I could

Nightbird

Nightbird short poem

Room full of candles, crystals and paintings Well and this one is my little masterpiece… Deja vu in my silver and black I am pulled Back in a flash like lightning from out of the Midnight blue to a certain

In The Album

In The Album short poem

Your memories are hidden in plastic covers Like the spring never to appear in my life, But reveals my wonder of secrets in solitude When the sun turned me a bee for your lips It turned me a nightly wind

Disaster And After

Disaster And After short poem

What is the relevance now to live for a cause? Epicenter has changed. They were altering the human gene. Butterflies, the lips of squealing babies. I was very fond of monarchs, flying in huge clouds, settling like a drizzle on

Soufriere Hills, Montserrat

Soufriere Hills, Montserrat short poem

The clouds shuddered as if stuck you knew what would reach you would not be a gentle breeze as stupid and slow as you’d ever be looking for a barrier a shield managing to take one step back before ragdoll

Something Along Those Lines

Something Along Those Lines elegy

The human? That is not a question mark, but purely a contemplative issue. Dilemma, bridge connecting light from dark. And timelessness, cocooned in timely tissue. Recumbent on duality of mind, pulled multiple directions by his cares, the human, guilty, slumbers

Crisscross

Crisscross short poem

When speed overtakes you, incision on black marble crashes. Before the moonrise your bygone sister falls in your arms crying. Baby death had jumped from the second floor to meet the earthquake of icy forgetfulness in wild fire. A landslide

Sui Generis

Sui Generis short poem

Looting after the earthquake: I have wrecked myself on my own terms. Bringing down the edifice of human cult, the man has come in the spin of richtor scale. Why does a crisis tears up the mask and animal comes

Love Rocks

Love Rocks short poem

Love Rocks like wind across the sea Love Rocks like a rocket at top speed Love rocks Love Rocks like a storm to a willow tree Love Rocks like Times square on New Year’s Eve… It’s amazing; it’s dynamic and

यह रात जो कटती नहीं है

यह रात जो कटती नहीं है kavita

यह रात जो मुझसे आज कटती नहीं है एक आह सी जो मेरे दिल में दबी हुई है मुझे एहसास है कि मुझे आज कोई डर ज़रूर है बेवजह ही नहीं मेरी मुस्कान यूँ थमी हुई सी है, यह रात

पशुपतिनाथ! तुम्हारे रहते

पशुपतिनाथ! तुम्हारे रहते geet

पशुपतिनाथ! तुम्हारे रहते जनगण हुआ अनाथ? वसुधा मैया भईं कुपित डोल गईं चट्टानें किसमें बूता धरती कब काँपेगी अनुमाने? देख-देख भूडोल चकित क्यों? सीखें रहना साथ, अनसमझा भूकम्प न हो अब मानवता का काल पृथ्वी पर भूचाल, हुए, हो रहे,

धरती की छाती फटी

धरती की छाती फटी geet

धरती की छाती फटी फैला हाहाकार पर्वत, घाटी या मैदान सभी जगह मानव हैरान क्रंदन-रुदन न रुकता है जागा क्या कोई शैतान? विधना हमसे क्यों रूठा? क्या करुणा सागर झूठा? किया भरोसा क्या नाहक पल भर में ऐसे टूटा? डसते

Reading Elizabeth Bishop’s Poem : Sestina

Reading Elizabeth Bishops Poem : Sestina short poem

December rain falls in her forest-rich, forest-deep garden, a different kind of house where time has slipped away. New year does not seem to arrive. Or is it a new moon every dusk? Half-resolute, I step into her poetic house,

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Trapped

Trapped short poem

Trapped, I have been trapped in this room With locked doors and no windows With nothing but a creaking bed And an old mattress too hard for comfort Once in a while a door would open But there was no

Anger

Anger short poem

Words, like thorns With poisoned tips: Drawing blood, Inflicting pain; The hurt becoming A blinding rage, Lashing out, so no one Dares again. *** And numberless years Of lashing out, Of building fences With barbed wires; To preserve, protect, Or

Who Wants Changes?

Who Wants Changes? short poem

It all remains just the same – The roads we measured, The shops we went to, The restaurants where we ate, The beach we enjoyed love, The buses we traveled in, The benches we sat on, The hands that you

Do Not Look At Me With Those Eyes

Do Not Look At Me With Those Eyes short poem

Do not look at me with those eyes Don’t pity me, I don’t need it Don’t speak of encouragement I am not discouraged Don’t console me I am not depressed Don’t give me your cold shoulder I am not alone

The Anatomy Of Broken

The Anatomy Of Broken short poem

The old familiar sting, O blues hits in moments spent beneath the willow tree torn out faces, worn out places these memories’ll burn till I’m ashes Now more than ever, O shooting star I wish to come home where kisses

To Mis Justina Of Rokai Ii

To Mis Justina Of Rokai Ii elegy

It is said, that suffering shows the truth. Only the sufferer discovers light of Being. Light contains seven colors. Yet I didn’t manage to catch the Rainbow. It is said, that suffering is, what is True. I know! I know!

The Caller

The Caller short poem

After breach in tolerance one peeled truth becomes incendiary. Afraid of the known: pitched against unknown. Dying young with stiff upper lip, the grief, was not curtained enough. The malignant spread, refused to retract a name from the epitaph. Greed

The Ocean In Me

The Ocean In Me short poem

I open my eyes and look outside my window, And see the ocean staring back at me… We have silent chats, I with my eyes, and she with her tides… The rising waves of the ocean, Have many stories to

Love Sonnet 41

Love Sonnet 41 sonnet poems

If dreams are strung from end to end like string, My dreams of you could wrap around the world, And all the ways your name, my mind did bring, Are way much more than how my thoughts unfurled; Though mornings

Love with beauty

Love with beauty short poem

Hatred has grown above our heads Oceans have thrown all from the beds All greens have surpassed over reds Winds and rains have thrown all sheds Humans can be seen in their real faces Animality is out in real shape

Toeless Journey

Toeless Journey short poem

The hawk was always hatching a pacer, to spin the surveillance, tampering the tracks of violence. The haul was heavy. Moon and fishes went on to spread the dragnet striking gold from the liquid denials. The sovereignity was violated of

Mirror Ravaged

Mirror Ravaged short poem

I was deeply annoyed. One by one they were falling, walking in quagmire. For duplicating rights? Dead pelicans, pouch empty. Somebody was picking ants from the air. Give me some cold pack, my head is throbbing hot, I am burning.

Falsehood

Falsehood short poem

In one’s life journey People that comes are many. No one is that which stays with thee Even shadows leave at the light’s scream. Everyone’s under a fictitious cloud Intriguing fancies speak aloud Death awarded at trust’s expense ‘Cause falsehood

Thoughts Have Wings

Thoughts Have Wings long poem

Sitting here tonight thinking about you the phone rings and it’s you on the other end you say I was just thinking about you how have you been? I say well I’m fine but it’s kinda ironic I was just

Trees

Trees prose poem

This ungrateful city speaks slowly , not out of shyness because of her short garments , but because its suitcase is overburdened with blood. Bitterly I have been crying since the time I saw her. I cry for my dear

One Nation????

One Nation???? prose poem

We Talk about a Nation Under God, My how wrong have we become. We stand divided on so many things, Even on God’s name we have shunned and try to pretend that it means nothing, to everyone . Many profess

Money – A Cruel Agent – 5

Money   A Cruel Agent – 5 short poem

A beautiful and sweet girdle Collecting it is quite doddle Counting is like a hot fettle Touching it is a bit brittle. Let be the Geeta or the Bible, Let be grapes or pineapple, Importance of money able Is not

Let Us Be Strangers Again

Let Us Be Strangers Again short poem

Come my dear let us be strangers again With that suffocating pain in my heart On a sad note let me depart don’t wish to indulge in the blame game don’t want to give a dent to your name and

Double Curse

Double Curse long poem

Long ago, in lands known only from tales we hear, When stars were not yet named for any myth or bear, There thrived two kingdoms, one by King so fair and just, The other by a Queen whose herd and