Emo Poems

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

My Flower Dried

My Flower Dried short poem

My garden is beautiful With a variety of flowers A gaze itself is cheerful Attracts all viewers Morning I was delighted To see a fully blossomed rose Thoughts of my love excited My emotions too rose Joyfully I plucked Left

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Self Sacrifice

Self Sacrifice short poem

The most difficult job is self sacrifice Which soldiers always dare to portray Their patriotism help to suffice Enlightened in them like a ray They strive and struggle relentlessly They never opt to relax and stay They do not have

A Killing

A Killing short poem

Buried at sea the dead man lives, as if a blood in a reliquary. Remains of a day were very volatile.The backlash will start with a kiss of moon. By the lack of a sin you meet an ambush lying

Bewildering

Bewildering short poem

The restless legs take you, weightless, to marshes to find the stilts. The sea was rising. What was inside our tongues; such unclosing stink, we were afraid to spit it out? The wronged angels were waiting. A topless soul wanders

Feel Yourself Today, Loved Tonight

Feel Yourself Today, Loved Tonight short poem

Whenever your eyes bleeds in tears, come to me without any dread fears. My arms are open and eyes closed, hug me to your heart and feel embraced. When your bleeding tears in my eyes shine your pains that you

The Lighthouse

The Lighthouse short poem

Ocean waves drift Walking through the sand Image of the lighthouse gazed upon my eyes I finally understand A mysterious beauty rising in the far distance I slowly approach the rusted, creeping entrance My hair waving with breeze, vacant and

The Right

The Right short poem

The war is not enough, The death is not enough Now someone maintain a silence Because they want some more death, And many of them want to live, But don’t forget, they want death, So many deaths! Is it mine?

Sunsets

Sunsets short poem

What I would give to be able to let this feeling go to share my thoughts with you
 so that there is nothing you wouldn’t know to have my mind bare for your heart to feel and my words raw


What He Is?

What He Is? short poem

For me he was not the first, But all I want from the beginning, That he be my first, My feelings are pure for him, But may I not remain pure for him, He is what I need and I

Queen Page

Queen Page long poem

She doesn’t look like much White,flat and pale on a ghostly scale Nothing mesmerising to touch But without her consent I can tell no tale. She is proud of her spotless white shroud This picky princess seldom settles For wearing

Little Bird

Little Bird short poem

My friend I look at you My friend I know what you do Inviting all to come and see Living free in simplicity Flying through the sky unbound Envy of those on the ground Swiftly soaring eager wings Enticing song

Wish And Greed

Wish And Greed prose poem

Wish I would talk less and work more I would rather hurt myself than hurting him I could feel elated at his success rather than mine I would have spared a meal or two to him rather than wasting mine

Revolution

Revolution prose poem

Falling from the sky our memories of pain, the time you cried and fought for freedom, independence from me, the one who raised you cared and loved you, you meant so much, now I understand my past mistakes, standing here,

Frozen

Frozen short poem

After dousing the bride to a nice flame, in between the howls there were songs. On mud path the hoofprints came out prominently. On bullock carts they had come for a sit in, to resist, rebel or kill. All day

The Bookshelf Of Memories

The Bookshelf Of Memories long poem

I was five, a little girl, could hardly reach there; where the memories hid themselves, Eyes whispered something to my mind, what is so special about the shelf? A dusty red book, a thread of black to bind its old

Peacocks on a pipeline

Peacocks on a pipeline short poem

Two peacocks on a pipeline Where do you go we go to fetch water for our friend crow! Peacocks on a pipeline What do you see We see the blue sky And the gray sea. Peacocks on a pipeline When

At Sixty

At Sixty long poem

AT SIXTY I approached SIXTY I started behaving FUNKY I thought life will be MESSY I feared my brain to be EMPTY I started thinking life will be SHODDY I was deep into WORRY I dreaded the fateful DAY I

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words !

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words ! prose poem

Tried , Recalled and Moved backward in Timeless times of Total Recall ! Tried , Tried , Tried and Tried to Recall the Timeless countless times and my words Totally Recoiled into Silence ! Silence is the Elixir now that

Come Close

Come Close short poem

Look into my eyes when you’re close to me: I want to lose myself in deeper waters than the sea, To drown me in heavens more distant as the farthest star, To feel that finding myself is not something impossible!

Your Eyes

Your Eyes short poem

I have looked deep into your eyes and I can see your soul. Did you know that your eyes speak so much? I have heard your eyes telling me how happy you are when you see me. And I know

Love Barrier

Love Barrier short poem

I have no will to walk on the lane where you don’t reside I don’t want to step into the house where you don’t live Life may look colourful and cheerful all round Happiness may appear to exist every where

High Hopes

High Hopes prose poem

Well I have HIGH HOPES in my heart today Lady luck is on my side in a big, big way I just know in my heart and soul certain Kind of magic is doing a circle dance around me Giving

The Echo Reaches The Whole Sky

The Echo Reaches The Whole Sky short poem

Wages of alienation were increasing. We were afraid of reflections. Shifting of landscapes will hurt the river. I was blinded by blues. Relationship becomes a speech impediment, bonds start breaking. I wanted to call your name – in solitude. The

A Guardian In Your Eyes, A Thug In Their Eyes

A Guardian In Your Eyes, A Thug In Their Eyes long poem

My innocent little sister In your eyes You see me as a guardian Shining bright with a halo over my head Wings as pure as jade A mountain that doesn’t move Even when the earth shakes When the thunder strikes

My Mother- My Support

My Mother  My Support ode

Shattered to pieces I walked past thousands of many, But she stood besides me whether my life was dark or sunny. I didn’t realise that she was the only one who held my hand, When the whole world called me

Until Next Time

Until Next Time short poem

Life Full of pain and strife How cruel, to snatch away all the good things I had Until I was left with only the bad Why did you have to leave so soon? I miss the times when we used

Love sonnet 222

Love sonnet 222 sonnet poems

When all the joys conspired to leave your heart, And turned all colors that you see to gray, Your dreams dissolved, each one, its every part, You were now strangers heading each your way; That road that faded on a

Alive

Alive long poem

Childhood …well that’s quite hazy. Everyday was a new task, every milestone a new story, every year a new place, a new start. Those days, those changes I had always wished it never happened or never mattered But here I am.. thrown

Shakespeare And I

Shakespeare And I short poem

I was floating in ethereal sphere When I met my Shakespeare dear, He saw my downcast aspect And said with all respect; “What ails thee, my dear? Thy countenance showeth deep fear, Unburden thy heart to me That I may

All In The Name Of God ?

All In The Name Of God  ? prose poem

Violence !Bloodshed ! Massacre ! Hatred and callousness having its nasty play across the globe, inflicting myriad miseries on innocent people here and there, every now and then . And all these insane acts in the name of God !

The Elf Queen

The Elf Queen short poem

Lamps and lanterns left afloat Adrift by the golden boat A young girl lay sleeping within Covered in silvery cloaks thin The current glowed golden in the light The beauty like a magical sight Thousands of twinkling sparks A lovely

The Box You Built

The Box You Built short poem

Desperate hands search the walls For a crack somewhere, for a way out You slump in the corner in utter despair Your mind reels back to times fair Can still hear the music in your ears Though years have passed

Life’s First Choice

Lifes First Choice short poem

Whirlpool of emotions spins… When u think . Who’s first choice u r… Is Solitude always an answer… When life just echos your chaios.. Among first words ever told.. A voice calls you ‘Amma’ … As though all my questions

The shadow of me…

The shadow of me... short poem

In this endless journey, In this endless pursue, I thought – I was alone, Until, I found someone along with me, Paused briefly – momentarily, I looked back to see – For I thought may be it’s thee, But, It

Love Sonnet 17

Love Sonnet 17 sonnet poems

Your charms, your charms, are figments dreams are made, I wish not to be gravely soaked therewith, Or else, I will be fool in love’s charade, That anyone would rightly guess forthwith; Is it folly to wait by Heaven’s door?

The Dropped Dry Leaves

The Dropped Dry Leaves short poem

A Teenage girl with lovely eyes Dragged from every corner of boys! First user free… Grown like a tree! The taste in dating continued The committed mistakes are mounted! The body has become decayed Heart beats counted the day! Log

Defining A Girl

Defining A Girl short poem

When I took my first glance at her, I wished I could take a chance at her, I wished we could go for a pretty long walk, And I could do some romance with her. Her eyes,as beautiful as a

Appassionata

Appassionata short poem

When I’m thinking of you, muse returns and I am able to write few verses again your words always an inspiration thinking of you often, missing your writes there are some days that rhymes not there then I am waiting

Time And Again…

Time And Again... short poem

A manifestation of her fury, Made us witness and bury, Concrete dreams under debris, As we stand victims of the crisis. Helpless, she let herself be dug up, For us to mine wealth and stack up. But her heart and

The Voices

The Voices prose poem

One haunting night, I traversed alone in a dark and lonely forest. The stars above did their best to guide me, But the canopy of branches blocked their light. The sorrow-filled cries of wolves filled the silence, And my heart