Elements Poems

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

Poem Of The Elements

Poem Of The Elements short poem

The smoke rises higher and the fire’s centre burned so bright We all sat around it as if transfixed by its almighty rite The shadows we create cannot penetrate its heat We burn some rabbit from this afternoon and feast,

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Elemental

Elemental short poem

Water flows down from highest peaks, Cold as snowflakes on the tongue. Swift as night in winter. Fire leaps from tree to tree, As if by magic. Hot as July in a Tennessee summer. Harsh as a word from a

Poems containing references to : Elements

My Suitcase

My Suitcase prose poem

A big red box, my suitcase, tucked under my bed. Is the box merely a box? No, I’m afraid. Bearing throws, bearing blows, bearing scratches, sporting patches. Generously forgiving, my wheeled travel companion, emerging to unite with me on the

Good Days

Good Days short poem

If someone says good days will come I welcome But feel that mine is in-depth a shy welcome For that great concept all have to be in everything good Peruse individually elements of goodness we should Everyone must decide to

Life chipping away

Life chipping away short poem

Daily I see a different me, each morning I notice- an iota of sheen missing, a part of me has withered, chipping regularly from somewhere or the other, a delta difference between me and the me from yesterday, Am I

Moment

Moment short poem

To go beyond global suffering, find death in blue glacier of frozen physical. Greed of elements, and attached commentary on the burning, anonymously, when you were in dock. The unfolding of the negation starts softly down the blissful oblivion. False

O! Tree

O! Tree short poem

With roots wrinkled and parched, standing upright bluntly and lifelessly, And the green cloak being lost and you adore a thin skin of brown rusty bark falling in bits and pieces. The long chain of ants are seen no more

Friends And Foe

Friends And Foe long poem

Hey you, just a dot in the sky, I know how big you are, there, I know distance is the foe, you fear, Divided by light years, Trust me, diminished infinitesimally, You look prettier. We all have foes and friends,

The Judge

The Judge prose poem

(JUDGEMENT la JUSTICE) Couples fight and seek Divorce, in camera, in Court While Animals meet each other openly for Courtship Human beings need Lawyers to fight their case While Animals fight each other and settle the case Judges are appointed

Creation Is A Violent Event

Creation Is A Violent Event prose poem

Some say it all started with a violent explosion, let there be light, a Big Bang. White hot plasma swirling around expanding in an amazing bound. After a while things cooled, came together, began to slow down. Hydrogen and helium

Let Freedom Ring From Extremity To Extremity

Let Freedom Ring From Extremity To Extremity long poem

Let Freedom Ring from Extremity to Extremity. Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! The only word in the dictionary of liberty, water that nourishes the tree of liberty, Chlorophyll in every green plant, the photosynthesis of life. Freedom millions had sought and died

Her, So Beautiful

Her, So Beautiful short poem

The fable resounds with absolute conviction, From the voice of her, so beautiful, Her, so beautiful bearing such an affliction, As to be wholly accepting of a language utterly mutable, In the night the love does grow, Like the elements

Why I Don’t Drive

Why I Dont Drive long poem

If there had been a wizened gypsy I’d crossed who’d laid down a curse upon me or revealed I would die while driving a car it would make more sense, this milky inner weakness I feel when I consider getting

Lata Mangeshkar Sings Songs Of Love

Lata Mangeshkar Sings Songs Of Love short poem

The ants are at the banana in advance of the beneficence of the sun a brown on brown crime as three tribes have extended hungry mandible-tipped spears to carry back the rich flesh within the maws of their concrete oases

A Reflection of the Light

A Reflection of the Light short poem

A true representation of love is not a stagnant captured image. Love you see, is a movie, it is a progression of actions with time. Us individuals love most times based on emotions, how we feel at a specific slice

Eagle’s Rendezvous

Eagles Rendezvous short poem

On the shorelines of the Adam’s River, Bald and golden Eagles from near and far line the meandering river’s embankments. Salmon struggling upstream to spawn. Chancing the elements. Bald and golden eagles are screaming in delight, as they eloquently glide

Sleeplessness

Sleeplessness short poem

Through the elements of fear in faith you become vulnerable to conversing legends. The reclining god was stolen from the temple for a weeping skull. Red clover will interrogate the blurred sky for domestic violence of dark themes. Ashes in

Patron Of The Dying Arts

Patron Of The Dying Arts long poem

Perfect hot white ceiling giving back planetary anger at persons and plants making a griddle of the city’s streetmap and challenging those afoot to not drown swallowed in their own sweat Opera singer enters air conditioned library cool and quiet

Final Call

Final Call long poem

The promise of peace the fable of tranquility the desolate landscape of desert not even a single blade of grass no life, just cold come oh sweetheart of mine come oh angel of death and kiss my lips take away

Yuletide Pageant Merry Go Round

Yuletide Pageant Merry Go Round ode

Panoply of mystical elements o’ breath aired per millennia times two resonated veritable pantheon of superstitions fired imagination as catalyst viz homo sapiens fore head tugging simian beard whence bygone agents provocateurs fueled tens of previous generations bred Manichaeism credo,

Stepford

Stepford prose poem

Sorry that I refuse to be a good man, The one that bends to a will without breaking. The one that shouts your praises from mountain tops While saving kittens And Organizing decadent bouquets of flowers made by Boxes of

Journey To Another Landscape

Journey To Another Landscape long poem

I was left behind in the real world With all its possible embodiments The ends of which are purely ideological And only relevant when necessary Even so, being has its comforts Namely that I live within my skin A personified

Journey To Another Landscape

Journey To Another Landscape long poem

I was left behind in the real world With all its possible embodiments The ends of which are purely ideological And only relevant when necessary Even so, being has its comforts Namely that I live within my skin A personified

Emotions

Emotions short poem

Emotions are what fuel us What fill us to our core. They are the defining elements in our deepest thoughts. That fist you slammed against a wall? Anger. The tears you cried over a heartbreak? Sadness, pain. The curses you

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

We Are The Ancients.

We Are The Ancients. prose poem

The Fermi Paradox: Where is everyone? The Universe is nearly 14 billion years old say those in the know. Enough time to populate our galaxy they say! But is this really so? The elements in our bodies where created in

Prospero’s Storm

Prosperos Storm prose poem

And so ’tis done – drench is gone Salted spray no longer flies the wild air That grim Tempest, that did wax and surge deep, now makes only whispered remembrance of its fury and troubles not the delicate house of

We Are The Ancients

We Are The Ancients prose poem

The Fermi Paradox: Where is everyone? The Universe is nearly 14 billion years old say those in the know. Enough time to populate our galaxy they say! But is this really so? The elements in our bodies were created in

Supernova Star Dust

Supernova Star Dust short poem

You are supernova star dust, remnants of a sun turned inside out; born anew. Elemental matter from swirling nebulae, drawn together by gravity to form a rocky mass, at exactly the right distance from another star, itself formed in precise

When I Am Brothel, Garden And Tomb

When I Am Brothel, Garden And Tomb long poem

Brothel It was a street of ecstasy walked through by me whispering to others the oldest tales of body and lust every room of mine swinging from green to red as the confessions of sperm counts splashed the stories over

The Hard-earned Happiness

The Hard earned Happiness short poem

The harmonious companionship is of no easy access Especially after many betrayals I’ve experienced as a witness From the uneasy feeling my tough disguises derive By whom the romantic elements are stolen from my life? Nobody can discard all world

Space Time

Space Time short poem

The Fermi Paradox: Where is everyone? The Universe is nearly 14 billion years old say those in the know. Enough time to populate our galaxy they say! But is this really so? The elements in our bodies were created in

Birth

Birth prose poem

The Universe is a machine. It’s a machine that creates. It has the raw materials in the elements. It has energy sources in the stars and it has the software in mathematics. It takes these things and creates life. Through

Harry the Mole

Harry the Mole poetry books

About the book – Ray Mootrey, first time author and poet has captured elements of new-age spirituality in an exciting post-apocalyptic science fiction fantasy. HARRY THE MOLE is an epic poem; the story of a reluctant hero who overcomes his

Dichotome

Dichotome short poem

Paths of silence and Noise of the breeze, Crimson halo and golden leaves, Swaying stars and rigid trees – These were the things of my humble quiescence. Dreams anchored, With floating ice. Fuzzy gaits through hardened eyes, Barren grasses, And

Breaking Out Of My Shell

Breaking Out Of My Shell sonnet poems

There’s a place inside a heart, That no one knows someone’s keeping, Sitting at the corner enduring the hurt, That takes so long to stop sobbing. The fear to face the world, Unarmed in the battle trembling, An inanimate coward

What Best You Can Do

What Best You Can Do prose poem

Up against her What best you can do Forget the last letter of her name To wonder how she would be an incomplete sigh; Double back thereafter, gently Rid yourself of the first letter … This will remind you Too

Kill The Light

Kill The Light short poem

I didn’t know what to say When first I came to the City. The great white buildings, the sweeping hill Leading up to the Palace at the top As if it were built Around Olympus itself. But I was young,

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator.

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator. prose poem

The debate has been raging for centuries. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going? Is there a Creator? We look around and see created things, intricate, complicated, sophisticated things. Creationism, evolution which one is

New Four Quartets (year 2015)

New Four Quartets  (year 2015) long poem

Are angelic neurons fleshing inside a trans-Inquisition tavern? Another kind of speaking, pontificating globe? Can we feel the burning and sexing of the four seasons with the four elements, recycling earth, water, air, fire, to produce the quintessence of your

Despaired

Despaired short poem

nothing is left to say, the wandering cloud was bleeding for white moon, the elements, the purity, the ligaments are fake, joints are festering with fever on burntout resins; the name floats in millions of veins, tell me the fault