Eid Poems

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

Luster Of Morning Of Eid

Luster Of Morning Of Eid short poem

In her beauty my beloved is the luster of morning of Eid Perfect is she rest is the luster of morning of Eid Infuse thy radiance in its system THERE As it is being put in order the luster of

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Moment Memory Magic Of Life

Moment Memory Magic Of Life short poem

Moments of Life Moments Memories the Reality of Life to Cherish Always….. Moments that made me breath….. Moments that made me alive…… Moments that made me see….. Moments that made me smell….. Moments that made me taste….. Moments that made

Living In A Quaint Little Place

Living In A Quaint Little Place short poem

Living in a quaint little place I thought my life is a waste Oh no! God said! Just move ahead do not dread For u will be known Not where u live But what you are Some will doubt Of

The Divine

The Divine ode

He awakens To a wicked world Of His own design Where the Damned Live amongst The Divine Their perfect little lives An illusion Fueled by vanity As He searches The darkness for light And His sanity Rythm of the heart

Avalon

Avalon long poem

Well and as night turns into day I walk the three star path just like I did way back when, when Merlin was a young man in trainin’… a lot has changed since then but it’s still paradise like it’s

Pain From Within

Pain From Within short poem

Suicide, suicide Why o why You’re always here lingering in the air on my mind, on my soul, I feel like I’m supposed to go I can’t see a future for me maybe because suicide is taking over me I

Flickering Dream

Flickering Dream short poem

It was your integrity at the time of ubiquitous pain of separation, you want to move the home away from home coming to terms with the trauma your shadow was not following you playing dead nuzzling the earth, racing to

Floating dreams

Floating dreams short poem

I built a dream-castle A castle for my dreams Filled with myriad possibilities Each one I showcased On the shelf of my capabilities A glass-house built on stormy seas Under the blue umbrella of hope I padlocked it with my

Love And Separation

Love And Separation long poem

It is believed marriages are made in heaven If it breaks then for sure it is planned in hell He was a persona of poise and dignity She was an epitome of grace and beauty It was a chance encounter

Windows

Windows short poem

Sky wept when you hanged the young truth from a tree. A shadow falls on the hill for a savior. A winged flaw becomes a legend for the sake of a sword. A nameless letter betrays the will of a

Remind You Of Me

Remind You Of Me short poem

Every time you look in the mirror You’ll feel me holding you closer And it’ll remind you of me Every time you walk and hum Someone will say walk properly And it’ll remind you of me Every time you get

Night Fury

Night Fury short poem

Vaccumed into my skin , I couldn’t breathe in the storm , so be it . You have me whole , without a doubt. The distant between us ripped our souls apart , Barely holding on to our memories hoping

Shauryan – My Dear Nephew

Shauryan   My Dear Nephew short poem

Among all there is a wholesome son. His name, we feel pride in, Shauryan. On 20 November was the jewel born. So precious that all want him as a pawn But parents not ready to give for scone. Without looking

My Little Boy

My Little Boy elegy

I miss you everyday Someone else taking your place No way. To the world the only memory of you is me miscarrying you. For me your memories will be forever of me carrying you. You were not just a part

Molten Grief

Molten Grief short poem

Give me back, me back, my affections. I had planted the kisses on melting lamps. The dark tunnel goes to a lake for a rendezvous with pink death on white lips of cinders. Such agony of wintering tree. Not a

Silence Ain’t Always Golden

Silence Aint Always Golden short poem

I chose silence not because I didn’t have an opinion. I chose silence not because I didn’t have thoughts. I chose silence not because I couldn’t express my feelings. I chose it… because that’s the only option I had! I

Which Way Did Liberty Go?

Which Way Did Liberty Go? prose poem

The flag unfurled, and from within, fresh rose petals Jauntily floated down like gently melting snow flakes. Soon, even the smell of freedom dissipated, losing its Way into the winding lanes and by lanes of our lives. Tell me, which

The Brightened Fire

The Brightened Fire short poem

Tonight sleep was not coming to me. Tears had washed the splinters out of the bruised eyes. It was becoming extremely hard to pulversize the legacy, the tendrils of violence. Wrapped in white shrouds the bodies were laid out on

Vulnerability

Vulnerability short poem

I stand naked At the window A rough wind Disarranges my hair Harsh sun rays Beat my bosom Into a merciless submission And I cringe at the touch Of your manipulative fingers My conscience Is like bad breath Reeking of

My Fair And Rare Mother

My Fair And Rare Mother short poem

Mother, you mirror sacrifice ,patience and submission Toiling hard with an unquenchable vigour Suffering every pain with an unfathomable power Striving to reach your goal without failure.! You are a being of many faces Being infallible and loudable in your

You’ll Be Who You’ll Be

Youll Be Who Youll Be short poem

There was a time where one once told me There’ll be moment when you’ll be who you’ll be I didn’t know it then but I know it now That sometimes you have to choose between the good and the bad

The Blaze Of Love

The Blaze Of Love ode

Amidst the terrene of the sparkling stars Under the spell of the mesmerizing shadow of the moon The restless movement of the echoing aqua The illusory innocence of the woods The whole realm and the whole span is lost (in

The Flowers Of Your Garden

The Flowers Of Your Garden short poem

You were my second chance or so I thought I was fragile and scarred when we crossed paths Emerging from a Summer of anguish and regret you caught me off guard Love was not on my list of healing remedies

In Our Breasts

In Our Breasts short poem

Taut flesh of toxic seductress comes out of the skin, rolls in the dream. A century buries the neck of God and creates the words of unbroken greed for useless faith. A path stuns the sharp thorns. Nothing would stop

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

Or Are We Bots?

Or Are We Bots? prose poem

Fill out the CAPTCHA. Prove you’re not a human. There are so many stupid humans spamming the site It’s gibberish – you can tell it’s a human because they can’t write. When bots do it there is soul and calculation

The Layman

The Layman prose poem

The Layman (Or: When History Repeats Itself)// By: Fareed Ghanem **** He is a layman, just like a gulp of water from a brook passing here by chance. His features are gratis, his eye-brows a bush of terebinth, furze, chicories

Speeding Up.

Speeding Up. prose poem

Earth is becoming something different, something more. For millions of years proto-humans strode its bounties until Homo sapiens arrived. Once here, humans took millennia incrementally building improving its lot in life. Step by step, developing new ways of improving, one

The Image

The Image short poem

Each morning as I get up out of bed, All kinds of thoughts go through my head. In my heart I search for peace of mind, Just one certain answer I hope to find! Another day with all things that

It Comes

It Comes short poem

Waiting under the opaque moon a primeval instinct takes over you and you start arriving. A black bone renders the ash on your forehead and you complete the circle – reaching childhood; you start climbing the ladder, for instantaneous release.

The Palm Sunday

The Palm Sunday short poem

Jerusalem exults with joy: Behold ye Christ the King! He is the only true envoy Elohim’s. Let us sing The chants of faithfulness and love, True Love of ether high, Whose herald is the peaceful dove; Turn hearts to Jesus:

St. Francis In Repose

St. Francis In Repose short poem

calm and quiet the sun breaks the branches creating shields of light and shadow all the creatures in the woods come to the feast the bears brought wine wolves, brought a pie the squirrels, brought a side dish from an

Prayer

Prayer short poem

Please introduce me to a beautiful day That will be filled with love and gay. Let me listen to an eternal song That will stay lifelong. Tired I am. Exhausted I am Facing many trials Of evil deeds Of helpless

After The Rain

After The Rain short poem

After the rain Luminescent clouds made creative shapes, Appearing out of nowhere, A magnificent double rainbow, Natures twins, Sent from the Heavens, Nature’s finest work, The colors were bright and in every shade you can imagine, Shining high in the

Fame

Fame short poem

It is not necessary to be the smartest To be one of the coolest And it is not necessary to be the best looking To win the most applauding All you need is a good heart And an educated opinion

Fighters At Large

Fighters At Large short poem

A nebula rises unfazed after fission: after a fractured debate, greed crouching on the wrinkled noses of rugged bouncers. In remote history someone was burning itself out. A black eye surges forward, sings an ode to championship. Ankles swell up.

Infinity

Infinity elegy

Long ago on a new chilled morning When I passed through the gate of Infinity Urge to go inside suddenly hit on me A little red lady was the one who saw that “Don’t go inside” was all she said

The Greatest Love

The Greatest Love short poem

They say love is blind, love is fake, they say it’s a thin line between love and hate, some love is real, some love we make, some love is weak, some love is great, is love a feeling or just

Love Sonnet 47

Love Sonnet 47 sonnet poems

My love did write me notes of loneliness, Her tears smudging the margins of the page, But left an ending of such sweet caress, As though bowing, to curtsy on a stage; If it is true that life is but

A Port In The Sea

A Port In The Sea long poem

My life started like a boat in search of other lands where there would be peace, love and hope And travel I did so much in search of a place where I would not be considered a stranger anymore So