Engagement Poems

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

The Engagement Ring

The Engagement Ring long poem

Oh! black clouds, Go from here, I don’t want thunders, I don’t want lightning, I don’t want rains, My beloved is away. When he left the village, I was just thirteen, But I am now sixteen, And I now understand,

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Couple Relation

Couple Relation short poem

On their first meet their eyes emitted current on gazing at each other On the day of their engagement Their heartbeats clashed with one other On the day of marriage their soul got mingled amidst reverberating sound of music On

Poems containing references to : Engagement

Sometimes In Life

Sometimes In Life short poem

Consider yourself blessed, when in your life, You find a very special friend. Someone special, who touches your heart, Being there as your life’s invisible part. Someone who makes you believe, Life is to be lived against all odds. Life

The Christmas Stench

The Christmas Stench prose poem

There was once a minister who moved to San Francisco to pastor a little church. The name of that little church was Emmanuel which means “God with us”. There was an atmosphere about that little church that said to strangers

Success

Success short poem

Friday the 13th, known as Black Friday in US. It was the best for me in my life, as for the first time I could spell Success. It was the day, when I was communicated that I was selected by

To Someone

To Someone short poem

It’s been sometime… quite a while, Since I’ve been thinking about her, But I remembered and kept myself back, For a very special day was near, Patiently… ever more patiently, I waited, For today, the day of all the days,

Just A Dream

Just A Dream short poem

I love the way you look at me. I love the way it feels. All of this is just a dream None of this is real. Hand in hand, hold me tight And never let me go. I think of

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

Born To Struggle!

Born To Struggle! ode

conception announced, nine months tenancy begins, pregnancy troubles follow, delivery is here, three-year weaning gone by very fast. hurray! pre-k education is here, elementary school is over, middle and high schools completed, prom seal received, legal age-eighteen- creates buzz and

The Poisened Blue

The Poisened Blue short poem

When the bloodshed starts at the doorstep of solemn silence, give me a lone engagement with the invisible to unchain the split heart. I will take away the pain from home and come back in failing light when a star

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Beginnings

Beginnings prose poem

The day I realised that I’m just like everyone else. Clarity. I spent all my time thinking that I was different, unusual. [Apparently] I thought differently to everyone else. [I] Wanted, needed different things. Craved isolation. Solitude. Peace. Contentment. Simplicity

Now That You Are Not There

Now That You Are Not There short poem

The growing insecurity , Increasing perplexity , The constant fear , With all those glares, The lost equilibrium ,of a balanced mind, Was it how this was destined? A bygone en-tropic side , With redundant mind , A Frivolous mannequin,

Honey Mooner

Honey Mooner short poem

There was a silky assault by a gray cloud over the sickle moon and I went crazy. Moon said I will come again for the glittering makeup when the curtain are drawn. Indelible tattoos on my breast will haunt you

Sonnet on Love

Sonnet on Love sonnet poems

As I rest and listen to this love song Oh! what a pleasant melody it brings Like a scented rose this season of spring! This love that I kept in heart for so long Since I have known her in

Two Strangers In Love

Two Strangers In Love prose poem

When one does not reply the other’s voice must amplify what is about them that they would not give up on them when they look at each other they just go from one world to another will be always contented

A Small Glas Of Water

A Small Glas Of Water short poem

One small glass of water. The waiter said, “THAT WAS THE ORDER”. In the pantry the man looked at me. We have no water, LET IT BE. What will I tell him, HIS MAJESTY ! OFF WITH MY HEAD !

Invincible

Invincible sonnet poems

My love, wake up, the drums are coming near, Our army waits, their catapults are drawn, The gate is sealed, the moat’s bridge hoisted clear, Our seers have warned about this blood drenched dawn: Should fate be worst, your asp

I Will Be Then A Dove

I Will Be Then A Dove short poem

In the shadows of deep blue sky through the corners of my eye’ I see, i feel; i do believe One day I will fly so high!!! I will reach the destiny that no ever seek I will reach the

Be Kind

Be Kind short poem

The door to my heart – is always open matter of fact – there is no door its just a field (green pleases the vision ) goes as far as your eye can see I shall set you free just

Blame It On The Weather Man

Blame It On The Weather Man short poem

Wet, wet, the rain does fall Damp, damp, it doesn’t care at all Drip, dip, the drops come down Drop, drop, makes you sad as a clown. Grey, grey, storm clouds above Cold, cold, get your hat and your gloves

Circle Of Love

Circle Of Love short poem

Love beautiful, powerful loving, caring, encouraging lovers, wishers, whisperers, supporters shouting, fighting, weeping painful, hateful hate Hate remonstrant, remorseful crying, reminding, seeking songs, poems, photos, friends feeling, finding, smiling extraneous, lovely love

The End In Every Story

The End In Every Story short poem

You and I were meant to be For days have come and years to see This isle so far I don’t know why For shaking my feet and hand just sigh I know it’s not our final walk Cause being

Stolen Identity

Stolen Identity long poem

From a young age I felt stifled I wasn’t allowed to be me so I was muffled Mother insisted at my school I be held back in first grade Principal said no, she insisted and in her hands he played

Passion Be Damned

Passion Be Damned prose poem

We have tasted the warmth of passion for the first time since the departure of the Fallen One. Its tender sweetness has almost been forgotten on our tongue. The Traveler has impacted us more than we thought possible. Such intensity

Pitched Upon Threshold Of Prepubescent Suicide

Pitched Upon Threshold Of Prepubescent Suicide elegy

Emotional sequestration perseverates across thine time warped weft wise wold, sans interpersonal stagnation flourishes as oft twice told tale amidst derelict hollowed moldering sacrificed stranglehold did potential now bankrupt acquaintanceships/ friendships get out sold agonizingly excruciatingly jujitsu physically writhing front

The Rainbow Laundromat

The Rainbow Laundromat prose poem

Open twenty four seven proclaims the sign across the front door A warm refuge for the bergies dossing on the linoleum floor Fluorescent tube lights hum and flicker The homeless beg for food and hustle for cheap liquor The air

Being A Girl.

Being A Girl. short poem

what is her fault? just ”being a girl”. Took her to the worst, left nothing to curse. No sense nor an idea, why and what is going on her. Calling out mom, wished hearts would really connected. considered her an

Sue

Sue short poem

I reached for you dancing Samba NGO out of the Congo my feet flying arms reaching and the blend of the music shaped me to reach up to you Can’t Stop Now Eddie Shaw Chicago I was dancing like crazy

Lost Somewhere

Lost Somewhere short poem

Walking with a heavy heart Am I moving from future to past? Those happy colours of life Are they being discoloured by continuos strives? Those frank laughs and talks And those innocent smiles and all Have they become just a

Music Fills My Heart

Music Fills My Heart ballad

When we hum and lose the tune We always have hated it Enjoying the music And tapping our enjoying feet! Music fills my heart,music fills my ears With drums and beat It may begin With hums and vocals it may

A Question For My Ex-best Friend

A Question For My Ex best Friend short poem

Differences do in fact come and go Only to find that time does slow Young, old, it does not matter Only for yourself do you live Unyielding for nothing, extremely trivial. Something is telling me, and I know Extra credit

What Is Love?

What Is Love? prose poem

Why do we feel love? Do we even know what loves is? How do know when we’re in love? Does anyone really know? Songs have been sung about love for thousands of years. Stories, poems, books and movies flood our

Reminiscence

Reminiscence short poem

That grave alchemy of cold fusion, of turning mercury into gold, makes me undone in a fit of anger. Punished before the crime committed, of saying no for yes, of disobedience in the face of a command, I am becoming

Daze

Daze short poem

Running scared, Look behind, A crazy man, That look in his eyes. He seems so driven, Is he from the past, Can’t stop to think, Gaining ground fast. Over a fence, Around hidden corners, Pursuing with madness, In the night

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

Spring Is Here

Spring Is Here short poem

Spring, its earthy smell is everywhere Shouts of children, gleefully at play Adults too, liberated at last from playing solitaire Lakes, once frozen and cold, now awake Reflecting glimmering shards of golden light Streams freed from their icy prisons, gurgle

Shadows Of Her

Shadows Of Her long poem

His obsession radiates deep into realms of eternity of the most dark, sinister and raw nature and he listens as the darkness of her whispers in the deep midnight hour “Do you dare to love such shadows as me?” He

Forever God Is Faithful

Forever God Is Faithful short poem

Bloom today my soul with joy Let soft rain seep deeper in Let the griefs of yesterday Slip away, forgotten sin Charred and scorched the blackest marks Rubbed with gentle tenderness Till a calloused, hardened heart Yields anew to soft

Letting Go

Letting Go short poem

You are stupid they say For feeling this way But they don’t know the pain The tears which flow like rain Every night I try and smile For I feel some joy for awhile Just glad for making it through

Creative Shame

Creative Shame short poem

Neglecting the presence of choiceless pain, I became singular and I said I would not allow life to slip through my fingers. Looking inside, beneath the rags of awakening, makes you rebel against the decadent forgiveness. Belief in dying was

The Evil Day

The Evil Day ballad

Before some three or four-odd days Began the nature show some craze. The people, truly afraid, to say, Nowhere did find a place to stay. The initial portension was a fire, That left a pile of ashes and mire Of