Election Poems

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

Election Blues

Election Blues short poem

That’s it. I am never ever, ever, ever going out Ever again! Never. Why am I so awkward? Oh god everyone is laughing! Why me? A scarlet shade of shame If I cover my cheeks they’ll know I’m blushing. If

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The Ballot Sheet Of Mine

The Ballot Sheet Of Mine short poem

The Tainted that makes me abhor, The Torn I cringe at The Sick whom I repugn ,The felon I condemn The sinister I ward off, The corrupt I agonize Are the souls of the ones , Oh surprise! I give

Get Out Of Here You Squawking Bozo!

Get Out Of Here You Squawking Bozo! long poem

I’ll give ya till three ta renounce your frightful winning spree to bow out gracefully re: signing your fate to trumpeting ya tail feathers prithee what constitutes your bush whacking foreign policies tomb me equals diddle lee squat and foreign

Trump

Trump short poem

When the loud trumpets lie And the slithering mist usher our souls’ demise A chameleon claims the eagle flag as his right Dismissing us all like flies This Caesar is no savior His arrogance betrays his hateful designs We remember

Poems containing references to : Election

Revenge Of The Manifesto

Revenge Of The Manifesto elegy

Overturned, years of stasis Paralysis by mental blockade A political metamorphosis. Afoot at the general election; Vengeance of the Manifesto. The interregnum, the entrenched vote Tranches appear, on Revised Register Deceased coded, in numbers resurrect. Beyond the grave, claim their

On The Name Of …

On The Name Of … short poem

only the half-truths engage the nightfall the thing of dawn asked to wait in pouring blows sponsored by sin of brutal torture burning the genitals pushing sand in mouth blood rimmed stool I become you sit on eat your dinner

In A Deer Garden

In A Deer Garden short poem

At Sarnath the deer park where Gautama the Buddha first taught the dharma FROM THE HEART –A BHIKSHU’S SUPPLICATION Enlightened lord your wisdom is our knowledge , sufficient is that knowledge to ensure our covenant with wisdom in its turn

We Will Live To Win Another Day

We Will Live To Win Another Day short poem

Divide & rule is a common act in our nations, They say politics is a dirt game, though every day we experience politics, Allocation of resources been major politics, It’s a horrifying reality but we have politicians & voters, Lisa

Newspaper Distribution

Newspaper Distribution short poem

By mid month I won’t even tell them that this is is last month’s issue The election calendar has not changed since then Prioritize our distribution with a few hundred a couple hundred more to develop the readership on the

Where Is Humanity?

Where Is Humanity? short poem

The grey-haired die of hunger, the children’s’ store full of food, While still breasting, death snatches her mom, She faces the wrath of her step-mother, what crime is she paying for? While still nurturing her infant, the shadow snatches her

Your Vote

Your Vote long poem

He comes with a bowl of courtesy and begs you to to fill the Bowl with your valuable vote He promises moon and treats you like God You feel special for his flattering words Come the D-day to vote in

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Doom, Impending

Doom, Impending short poem

Swing of the sundial and capricious collapse my soul left vexed at the precipice of night vacant stare from the dew of dawn damned my inexorable fate and despite! Insular folds they threatened to burst though stimulant swam in the

One world?

One world? short poem

One physical world has as many manifestations as there are minds, for each mind sees the world and infers its own interpretations. We both live in this One world but your world seems entirely different from mine. My world is

Life Is A Dream

Life Is A Dream short poem

Black colour amidst other colours is like a lunar Eclipse while the white Colour amongst others is like a milky moon Moving vehicle is symbol of growth while stationary one is symbol of decay Life is a dream , Truth

When The Whole World Is Busy

When The Whole World Is Busy long poem

When the whole world is busy, the pathway seems so dark; The eyes search for the only one who can light the spark; The heart craves for his presence, wishing for his one call; Wishing if he could hold you

The Countryside

The Countryside long poem

Along the roads of highway one Shines the bright summer sun With the sky as blue as the seas And the land full of rich green trees Birds flying through the air Fruits and vegetables grow everywhere In all directions

Winter Trees

Winter Trees long poem

I love to see the winter trees Their twisted boughs and bony knees Contorted knuckles, warted bark The lichens staining limbs so stark If they could speak, a tale they’d tell Of suffering through winter’s hell I love the springtime’s

Certitude

Certitude prose poem

She beamed melancholy Her darkness a beacon, My eyes captivated By the tilt of her smile. Skin of scars begging To ease, save, steal, To rebuild upon her stars, If she’d have me. In letters, then laughter She came willingly,

The Next Wall

The Next Wall short poem

the whispering voices laid down the arms on the skull of the leader, father of pain, then asked the guns to fire a last volley towards home targeting the prudence of fingernails who crossed the gap seventy thousand years ago,

A Ray Of Hope

A Ray Of Hope short poem

Shattered in the dark I was sitting in a park. I Lost the hope , there was nothing to spark. With wet eyes n broken heart, I felt my dream was going apart. The fear n trauma of lacking behind,

Freaking Out

Freaking Out short poem

Before the spill there was soaring. And then anti-g. I readied myself for the ultimate fall. This was the poetry of submission sharing the pain of disillusionment. Who was pretending of liberation in a see-through heart? This was the time

Friend Maybe?

Friend Maybe? prose poem

As I ponder upon the color in my life a friend brought, I fall into a boulevard of meanings which is difficult to sort, Which compounds a lot of emotions together making a heavy stout, The satisfying talks that I

Let go

Let go short poem

When you ripped my mind and watched the fragments fly up around all over, I wonder how the frozen weightlessness of my memories of our past made you feel. Smiling, I let you go, while you still tried to melt

Lighter Than A Feather

Lighter Than A Feather prose poem

Lighter than a feather, when weighed on you though, never heavier, Rain in the storm, blown away I’m torn, open up, it’s not like the norm Adored but not shown, praises that become worn, Show me the love, where’s the

Deceived Woman

Deceived Woman short poem

you always said “we’re meant to be” forgot to say “love is not free” I was the shadow of your sins you broke my heart without tears in every man I found you it sounds awful, but it was true

Self Integration

Self Integration short poem

Thought elevation Self integration Better to control A negative passion call Have a self talk A starry night walk Bad thoughts remain Talk to yourself again Positive emotions replace Negativity in this case Negative obsession out of control Order it

Take Time

Take Time short poem

Take time, To stop for a while, look around you, look at this beautiful world. Take some time, to be free, from this hectic life, and to enjoy the scenery. Where you are, might be the place, which you had

Consumption

Consumption short poem

The peace has a random price; buried by sea of volition in knee deep puddles of saline mud, being in being, after the crash, to keep dissent alive. Tell me, how did you go in arc light in the middle

The Golden Cage

The Golden Cage short poem

When tears rolled down her cheeks He came close and asked what’s wrong, She tried to hide the pain and whispered I am tired But, failed to let him know they can’t go on. The burden of family pride she

False Paradise

False Paradise short poem

If time is gold, I rank among the rich, Much time I have, nobody bothers me, No school, no chores, all leisure without hitch, Untied with work, from obligations, free; Think you, that seems unwise, A life given to play;

Not To Depart Without Permission

Not To Depart Without Permission short poem

The interior with The stillness Neatness and Coldness Of a tax office Is as awesome and fearful As a cemetery at midnight Some unseen eerie presence Is all over spilling the space Of this cold chest One would be in

Sacrifice

Sacrifice short poem

Isn’t it funny how much we’re willing to sacrifice to find the love that lasts forever, but in the end is that really what you find? More of a deeper and to the heart question is, Is what you find

If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly short poem

If I could fly, I would fly so high. Way above the ominous sky. Higher than the eagle’s cry. Higher, higher, oh why can’t I! Up to space? I sure would try. Even if it meant I’d die. As I

Unjointed

Unjointed short poem

Watching the externalism I was playing a squid in deep waters to save the raging sears of life. Was it a soft intellect to believe in goodness, when rains had ceased to come and seeds were covered with mildew? The

I May Relax, You’re On The Way

I May Relax, Youre On The Way short poem

Every time I have seen you, you’ve been such a mystery, so bright that I would like to figure out the colors that form it. Indeed I am fragile to be shaken by your brightness. You make me tipsy, but

Entity

Entity short poem

One look at me is all they need To assume and to believe There’s not enough of me The flaw is obvious, “you’re so short”, they all agree! It’s such a glaring defect that little else counts. The deception is

Reminiscences

Reminiscences short poem

The sludge overtakes the sane euphoria.A barefoot caravan of cloud becomes edgy. The hills have gone green. The cascading falls tend to mount on the scattered stones. Suddenly I go berserk and start hitting the stars moon by moon, when

Moved On

Moved On short poem

Memories that remind me of you, Get me all teary and blue, Putting at rest all that was gone, I have moved on, Moved on. The feigned vows and sham feelings, Loads of lies and deceitful dealings, Putting at rest

For The Clotting

For The Clotting short poem

seething yet silent in land of outrage: strictures of life, my eyes will not see the setting sun; this was the blind spot before the battle starts and spine turns into ramrod in hot sun – to speak the version

Hurry, Hurry

Hurry, Hurry short poem

Don’t look around, Don’t stop and say hi. No time for the flowers You don’t see the sky. When I get older, Then I’ll slow down. But now I must hurry, Got to cover lots of ground. Who has the

Shakuntala: A Reflection!

Shakuntala: A Reflection! short poem

She has opened her eyes, to feel the beautiful smile in her mind! Recollecting that he had promised… She stepped out into the world, to feel the dew filled grass Filling her with untold Love and solace… Flowers had bloomed,