Ecstacy Poems

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

An Evening Of Agony And Ecstacy

An Evening Of Agony And Ecstacy short poem

That evening was unlike any other evening This evening is similar to that evening What was so dear to me that evening? The same is dear to me this evening Her soul and body spiraled in my arms that evening

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Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens short poem

t Happiness descends on me Seeing floating clouds in the sky Flying birds fascinate me Seems with them as if I fly. Flapping wings of butterfly Are soporifically gratifying Seems with them As if I am merrily gliding. Bubble-bees humming

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For Joe

For Joe ballad

Leave it to Luck- Life’s Cupid to pair- a Dalia and a Joe! Screen on, it’s a date! First a hi and a smile- then came the rendezvous! Take a walk with me said charm- aye said wit lit with

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A Call To Prayer

A Call To Prayer prose poem

‏Here I am; a thread of silk. Like a fire bird, I erect up from cities besieged by noise, I stand up from clouds tainted by petroleum and money, from a sky floored by thundering jets and earthy curses, crossing

Deep Down

Deep Down short poem

I don’t know how it would be Down there deep inside a womb. Probably dark, probably warm, Probably wet There amidst all the hustle and bustle A ball, consisting of water and flesh Starts to grow Unknown, Unnoticed, Unaware Swimming

Searching…

Searching... short poem

I bend To pick up the pieces Pieces of me lying on the ground But when I bend I don’t know me Just frivolous petals scattered around I reach To gather up the bits Bits of me that have flown

Death- The Culmination Of Life

Death  The Culmination Of Life sonnet poems

What would happen on the day When death tinkers in your life This thought might recoil once It turns a ‘men’ into ‘corpse’ I soliloquy kith will pretending of regret by flowing false tears Several examine you by discussing your

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,

Do Not Throw Dust On The Graves

Do Not Throw Dust On The Graves short poem

Your gifts, I do not want to keep. Shapeless doves on the grass, were ready to take a nascent flight. My small hands prepare a daisy meal. Dahlias will bloom when the sun climbs. I pass the door, that moves

The Believers

The Believers short poem

Inheriting the dust of street something of a lofty ideal in politics of poverty, I want to get back to my native moon.There are too much wounds here. My green blessings came from the dark. Sun was altering the geometry

You Say I Am Into Your Heart

You Say I Am Into Your Heart short poem

You say I am into your heart; and sitting on its bough in your sleep and waking I start singing sweet love-song now; and then you ask me, how? You ask me how I entered there and how I love-song

Soul

Soul short poem

Just before the darkest hour I saw a dawn breaking there was this angel standing she looked withered and tired. her wings ruffled and torn I got up to help but she yelled stop don’t hurt me anymore I can’t

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

The Leeches

The Leeches prose poem

Have you seen the leeches of society? Have you seen them crawling like snakes? Sucking off the life of everyone Have you seen them with their lawyers? Working the law so the rich get richer Talking of freedom and rights

My Soul, My Strength

My Soul, My Strength long poem

It has weakened my body, Made me a slave of medication, A mockery of the society, Isolated from others, Have missed childhood games, Missed the love of my age mates, Always on treatment, I feel like an experimental object, So

Deception

Deception short poem

You know how it feels? To be cheated in love By someone so close, someone so dear Who’s there in each thought, in every breath of life So much trusted and looked up to – Share joys wholeheartedly And to

The Being Called God

The Being Called God long poem

Who is this being called God? That many lives are continually lost in his name Wars, riots, quarrels, discriminations all for his sake Is that what he created man for? Of course not I believe. Not to hate, fight and

Why Do You Run?

Why Do You Run? prose poem

Sound Many sounds Living sounds A world is built with sounds Who is speaking? There are emotions Is madness an emotion? The question A common noise Out of the endless loop of noise a sound emerges Can you hear it?

At The End Of The Rainbow

At The End Of The Rainbow short poem

I was a little kid, reading books, listening to my grandpa and grandma, telling stories about the rainbow. I was fond of it, I was even sharing it, Drawing about it even if I am not good in painting it.

Compassion

Compassion short poem

Compassion, so precious a gift Incomparable to all earthly things So transient and dismally brief Compassion, a myriad of tears Seeing the hungry, desolate and grieving A wish to share their pain and fears Compassion, an opening of the heart

Biscuit

Biscuit short poem

I looked to take a biscuit from her mouth Just a crumb, on her lip, a leftover She didn’t even realise it was there But she caught me smiling at her Maybe I was not smiling, more smirking Yes, that’s

Whirl, Seek And Discover

Whirl, Seek And Discover short poem

Matter and spirit Noisy and quiet A timeless circle Magnificent miracle Of life and death Poverty and wealth A world designed Just to remind You to live in harmony A peaceful ceremony A fruit from a tree With a seed

A Big Shock In A Small Heart

A Big Shock In A Small Heart prose poem

In a small heart A big vacuum to be bared Burden and feelings of things shake it Sometimes by a cyclone The day begins in dawn And gets up in morning It exists with hopes On the way to noon

Requiem for Sib: The Greatest Gift

Requiem for Sib: The Greatest Gift short poem

In the often abject monotony of life, Amidst all the trials and troubles that abound, I asked the Lord, who is my Creator, “Why am I forsaken, God? Alone, with no one to hold close? Who shall I turn to

My Daughter

My Daughter short poem

It’s a girl! The words which in an instant Rebirthed me, as a mother. The inexplicable feeling of joy That no words can describe, Which filled my being As I gazed into those Impossibly bright eyes of My daughter. The

Dreams

Dreams short poem

As I dream my dreams aboard The craft that cruises the dreamy road The joys that unfold every second Engulf my soul through every bend Every event that bounces back Is a source of joy through almanac The darkest of

Pray

Pray long poem

Persistently Reaching And Yearning for a blessing and your Grace. Pursuing Relentlessly After You from my knees, clenched hands to my face. Before speaking with you O Lord my mind always raced, life situations sealed my fate, this wicked world

You Came Along Just In Time

You Came Along Just In Time long poem

Just when I was ready to give up on love You Came Along Just In Time When I didn’t think there was any real Reason to carry on, you put back together The broken pieces of this heart of mine

The Tear Of Things

The Tear Of Things short poem

The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light. I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is

Widow’s Hill

Widow’s Hill long poem

Even when the night air is calm and still you can hear the wailing of women from the past that flung themselves off of WIDOW’S HILL to the cold, cold ocean below and legend has it at Collinwood they’re waiting

Writer’s Grave

Writers Grave short poem

Scores of my write ups came on the way Brickbats and flowers thrown all along the way Riding high with the thoughts nobody comes my way Nothing new is being written by me by the way Wonder whether have I

Midnight

Midnight short poem

Through the frosted glass windows The bright streetlight … …sweeps into my room ..in a diffused spray!!! A night lorry lumbers up the lane Chugging its engines In full throttle… Rattling the room …. shattering the silence of night!! silence

Gift

Gift short poem

she sometimes wished her heart so heavy with love unspoken would rise to heavens as rain filled cloud and there dissolving in joyous downpour would gift the earth an emerald spring

Ecstasy

Ecstasy short poem

I close my eyes in your presence And unleash my mind in your essence. The ecstasy that I seek in your scent, Leaves my heart meek and my will bent. I lose myself and utter in a blissful voice, “Devour

If I Can Only Be Like The One You Love

If I Can Only Be Like The One You Love short poem

I can see how much you missed him, I can hear how much you cried for him, I can feel how much you loved every inched of him. If only I was just like him, would you feel the same

Identity

Identity short poem

The biggest discredit to one’s own self is to not be ‘ yourself ’. To strive to be like someone is the biggest injustice, ever done. To be your own biggest critic. To judge with an impossible yardstick. To never

Art Of Living

Art Of Living short poem

We always glorify the bygone days We refuse to believe the present is as beautiful and worthy as past We Live mostly in past and dream only of the future We tend to overlook the past sufferings and only remember

Greed And Contentment

Greed And Contentment short poem

Human mind is as wide as ocean Its desires are as deep as sea When the greed sets in the mind It is like a tsunami in ocean The range of desires is as vast as the boundary of ocean

Raw Emotion

Raw Emotion long poem

Live every day like it was meant to be, helping all those who want to be free. Feel the warmth in a genuine smile, a childish giggle can bridge the miles. Surround everybody with happy ways, bask in the heat

Confused Mind

Confused Mind short poem

Words fall less motivated unless life with stress striving for bliss Dreams Suppressed Thoughts never expressed Mind long back refreshed Though feel blessed with loved ones touched With all luxuries accumulated Still feel empty handed Finding the world hollow minded

Web Of Lies

Web Of Lies prose poem

I am caught in your web of lies. All these games you play I despise. Where is your heart? That’s something you must decide. Unanswered questions lay on my mind..and make me worry from time to time. I look at