Electronic Poems

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

Dvd Of My Life

Dvd Of My Life short poem

I pressed PLAY and my life began to start, The moments in my life had begun, Each minute passed by, each beat of my heart, A smile to give everyone. I pressed FAST FORWARD so desperate to see, Exactly what

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That Night

That Night long poem

The last corn popped expansively Unnecessarily loud, in a paper bag on a round glass base In a ten year old microwave (a good tool); Jennifer awaits, our first night in, alone together Her parents are at the cinema; her

No Life

No Life short poem

Every minute from dawn until dusk, I watch a screen, waste my life away. It’s not a good life But it is my life now. The television is my headstone, Marking in the electronic earth The coffin of my bedroom.

Shopping Goes Bonkers

Shopping Goes Bonkers short poem

Dad are you and mom Going shopping to the new big Mall? Here is my list, please get them all A big Football, A few stickers for the wall, Energy drinks to make us grow tall, Two racing electronic cars,

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Live And Let Live

Live And Let Live short poem

Soul,common to all relationships for social order, social order possibility through peace role of peace is to realize the soul,common to all. Birth in a family incidental arrival soul is essential for livings’ survival body is ordered bondage of elements

A Generation Is For Telling

A Generation Is For Telling short poem

A symbolic undertaking, A torch that has been passed Divinity materialized in your eyes not for buying or selling This life you have granted me flows so fast Stories shared through the years, A generation is for telling Grace in

Amazing Spring

Amazing Spring short poem

I lay my head down on nature’s pillow Feel the warm sunlight and winds blow Sky is absolutely a pretty blue diamond Always pleasant to see like chewing an almond Soft white clouds tickle the glowing trees Make them laugh

Evening Eye

Evening Eye short poem

Curled up in the blanket of dim light hours, Shadows overreach, closing the gap of every enclosing hour. The gentle waft that had me swoon, Drew me into a cup of steaming brew, Lips damp with the brush of froth,

Cigarette – Messenger Of Death

Cigarette   Messenger Of Death long poem

Introduction: It comes in a small cylinder of white rolled cover, a-four-inch-processed-tobacco- leaves, which becomes very active from slow and low combustion sustained by heat. Call it cigarette- maybe cigar-spit tobacco, perhaps, hookahs, menthol, bidis, clove or kreteks, probably, shisha

Time For A Change

Time For A Change long poem

Well you will not hurt me now anymore You will not make me cry over you again I ain’t your woman no more read my lips When I say that this is the end I mean This is the end

Love Sonnet 82

Love Sonnet 82 sonnet poems

A time to hear, a time to call above, A time for modesty, a time for fame, A time for anger, or a time for love, And time for love was that day when you came; Assigned to each, a

Samson And Delilah

Samson And Delilah prose poem

Delilah: Samson! why do you imprison my love in the Dungeon of mistrust? The hypnotism of my succulent breasts and the soothing and soft feeling of my moist lips, your stolid heart betrays. You truly do have the strength of

Unspoken And Unseen

Unspoken And Unseen short poem

Some words are unspoken Some words are unseen We leave them all in a moment And never turn around to see Time and tide wait for none But my dear the exception is one Wait for a second and stand

Diary

Diary short poem

He went under pile of words to tie the thread of understanding but was stoned to death. They put the piglets in liquid nitrogen for future generations to study. The point of departure had come. Navel-gazing was the best pastime

Depth Of Love

Depth Of Love short poem

The day Sun refuses to rise in the morning is the day your memory is wiped out of me Your memory is haunting me so much that I have forgotten to smile ,I find no trace of happiness and my

Exponential Change.

Exponential Change. prose poem

Will the Twenty First Century be the end for Homo Sapiens? Can human minds and psyches stand up to the speed of change being metered out? Today, we make more decisions in a day than were made one hundred years

A Flower Thief

A Flower Thief short poem

Gather ’round me, man of grace! For a truth I must confess. And if I lie, this sunny day, Let night forever shroud my way! I’m not a liar, though I’m a thief. I stole a flower in my sleep.

Art Of Love

Art Of Love prose poem

This time you would receive the two things from others. Violence or grace. Jealousy to your success, And grace to your failure. So, you should not be sad. Survival is meaningless without grace. Believe me, You are the king or

The Smudge Of Time

The Smudge Of Time short poem

It all seems important until someone doesn’t remember the squabbling plans of a coven of third grade girls to torment a classmate each with a thick red pencil sharpened for poking each put together as glossy as a nine-year old

Contrasting

Contrasting short poem

It did not stay in bed for long the ultimate. Clouds climbed down from immortality. The sick motherhood. We made love listening to winds draping our ashes. A father waited at the door. I am the sun I am the

My Fair Lady

My Fair Lady short poem

Rosy cheeks, with a dimple in it Tiny lips, pink in colour Graceful body, slender and thin Are they the factors that make you a beauty? My Fair Lady..? A handsome man, with the strength of a bull Always behind

The Rain

The Rain short poem

You had an aura of mystery that captivated my heart, Even in my sleep I was allured, indicating your start. Whether it’s the water droplets or ice or snowballs, All bring an immense pleasure, when water falls. Oh Rain!! You

Love Sonnet 154

Love Sonnet 154 sonnet poems

Your sweetness calls to me as though honey, That speaks rightly for countless humming bees, Or ambiance that floral scents convey, Or else, as breeze sifted by leaves of trees; As water gushing from rocks, crystal clear, For having passed

Are You Eighteen?

Are You Eighteen? short poem

(Dedicated to my niece, Zeina…) When you are eighteen Just add the two numbers And be nine again This ancient tree is evergreen… When you are eighteen Weave the threads of friendship Play the cords of worship Sing a song

Incomplete

Incomplete prose poem

The night was inky black The stars were out to play The wind picked up its midnight rhythm The cold raced up and down her arm She stood still and looked on At the At the gaping nothingness beyond Ears

Daddy, Daddy

Daddy, Daddy long poem

Can you really tell me who I am supposed to be? And why? Why must you feel the need to change who I am, will it change who we are, if I were to lose every star that currently lies

Any Way

Any Way short poem

I sat there and watched her run away I took to the needle this way I sat there laughing but I didn’t run I just stayed I just sat in the sun and mentally stole myself far away I had

Could This Be Love

Could This Be Love ballad

When I have too much going on in my head, I cast the world out by playing my music instead, But then all of a sudden I hear this different beat, And that rhythm I feel it in my feet.

Feelings

Feelings short poem

Sometimes these feelings inside me, tickle so hard at the core in my body, physically. But where ? I don’t exactly know. Somewhere beneath my head ? or perhaps knocking under the chest ! but it does, and frequently. The

Autumn

Autumn prose poem

This autumn is copper, just like my voice which had escaped and hided in a dome on the banks of a sacred river. I am the one who dried it up on the braids of an African girl tanned by

Happiness

Happiness short poem

Happiness is Smiling joyfully at a stranger frowning; Making him smile; problems drowning. Happiness is Waving wildly at a high-flying plane Making many feel that we are insane. Happiness is Raising up both our hands to the sky As we

The Only Solace

The Only Solace short poem

Rejection and Rejection and Rejection How long will it take to acceptance? Everything seems eclipsed Sunshine seems so far Nights too are cloudy and dark Wandering down here and there finding solace nowhere Nothing seems to subdue the pain, Where

Walk With Me

Walk With Me short poem

An empty road…. this peaceful night…. As evening breeze, blend with street lights Though far are we, from city’s glow With only dunes and sands to show Come, be with me, my fairest one Let us walk this road, hand

You

You short poem

Oh, you. You with your eyes. A golden brown. A deep forest green. They’re an abyss that I become lost in…repeatedly. You’re my panacea. A serendipity that is beyond lovely. Your presence sends a ripple effect of warmth throughout me.

मंत्र (mantra)

मंत्र (mantra) prose poem

(Certain meanings of hindi language words: Mantra: Hymn, Prayer Brahmin: A priest Kalyug: In Hindu mythology as a time of evil, decadence, and untruth; here used metaphorically, comparing our time to that of Kalyug. Srishti: The Universe abhaas: Intuitive feeling,

The Laidly Wyrm

The Laidly Wyrm ballad

The Laidly Wyrm came to Brighton Wood To celebrate her hatchling day Eleven centuries old she was On this the twelfth of may She’d left her lofty mountain home Forsook her prodigious hoard Unfurled her colossal beating wings As into

The Nirvana

The Nirvana short poem

Tracing the primordial culture of truth in its oneness, we find the ultimate answer. Still the negative effect prevails increasing the confusion. Existence in now, has a travesty of truth. Can we breakaway from our past? Can we exist between

Benylin

Benylin short poem

I took a good few Viscous glugs, that Night. My mother’s breakdown Was getting to me and My pity was destroying Me from the intestines, up. Couldn’t be Christian guilt, Surely? But I felt good again – Her wringing hands

You Can Do It

You Can Do It short poem

You are looking outside To fix what’s inside No one else can do it for you It’s something only you can do There are things in your past That you are not proud of They are your demons Only you

The Cage

The Cage short poem

I wondered, What does freedom mean to me? Perhaps, it could be liberty From the internal struggle, That I undergo everyday… In the distance, Through my window, I saw a little bird in a cage, And I wondered, What would