Enlightment Poems

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

An Urge

An Urge short poem

From time Immemorial,I am saviour of millions life, I am lifeline to your daily needs , Cities ,towns grew on the bank of mine. I feed you I quench your thirst I provide enlightment to you I am the reason

Poems containing references to : Enlightment

Zaahir: The Quest For The Lost Emerald

Zaahir: The Quest For The Lost Emerald long poem

A frisson, a shiver, a sense of calm Settled on his shoulders as he espied The River of Remembrance, ‘twas a balm To his soul, so weary, he cried “I am saved, I am saved from this dark place I

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Dreams And Persistence

Dreams And Persistence long poem

In the steadiest motion few dainty butterflies Rose in the air, gave your eyes a big surprise You, enchanted, rubbed your hands to prepare For the hunt, your clever preys were but unaware Of the plans that in your cunning

I Can’t Turn Back

I  Cant Turn Back short poem

I have traveled a thousand miles and reach thus far exhausted and bone sore I must rest refreshed and rejuvenated I am ready to soldier on but the will is gone I must stay longer I must rest longer my sore

You are fire

You are fire long poem

As a volcano, you erupt without notice, burning every stone down to its true state. As the third eye, you open suddenly, burning every mask down to its true face. You are not the angel who descends from heaven with

My Sombre Salute

My Sombre Salute elegy

The flags tremble in the cold wind at half mast Standing sombrely at the edge of the central plaza Printed against deep, heavy grey skies The whole nation heaves a long, devastated sigh Today, we have lost our Father The

Facing Forward

Facing Forward long poem

The best dance will be praise. When my strength will finally be raised. Carrying out the heat and cold between fire and ice. Shallow expectations keep trembling as if someone is constantly rolling dice. Clueless as to what is supposed

Just Rain

Just Rain short poem

The rain came today Little drops at first Then, gaining confidence Grew more insistent Drumming on the ledge With a rapid tattoo The birds didn’t mind They arced and soared Laughing at umbrellas And the rush for indoors How beautiful,

Birds

Birds prose poem

(1) She does not really sleep. She stands on the thin space of night, holds trees with her fingers and takes a nap. Sleep for her is a necessary illusion. Illusion, when becomes a necessity, tears anything apart. Here she

The Golden Mother

The Golden Mother long poem

The Golden Mother In her tommy, I had lain for three hundred days, a single, but multi-purpose room; there I slept and played there I ate and bathed. A blanket that warmed me in winter the linen that refreshed me

The missing connection

The missing connection short poem

May be the winds might know which way it turned, or fish might guide through that deep undercurrent. The flora and fauna of that desolated island, help unravel the mystery if it ever land. But with all the technologies, the

Exporting

Exporting short poem

That kind of kiss and runoff. Why don’t you concede to the fraud? It was a haunted dilemma, kidnapping of a verdict. Dinosaurs were wiped out by a clean sweep of a meteorite long back, millions of years. Now, present

Margherita

Margherita short poem

Leaves will grow out your chopped skin; Petals that peel off from that cut in between your legs, whispering fragrances through those shattered lips – Those bones knocking at the edges of your transparent envelope. Bird eyes, tainted livid –

Fight

Fight short poem

I know I’m going to get there, I can feel it in my soul, I have to keep on walking because I can see my goal, Where once it was misguided and so far left behind, I see my dreams

Me And My Airship (Or: The Musings Of An Engineer)

Me And My Airship (Or: The Musings Of An Engineer) short poem

July 20th, 1822. We’ve done it. As I lay down my tools for the last time, Here stands before me the fruit of my labour. This night, a technology beyond its time has been born. She truly is beautiful. A

Alone

Alone short poem

Walking on the sand No one around My feet move forward Stuck to the ground Never will I wade Never will I swim For I will fade Against my own whim No soul to complete me No one to trust

Noise

Noise short poem

You tell me you know my pain That it’ll heal on its own That it’ll go away You tell me that you understand my struggle “Oh, i know how you feel, calm down. It’s not worth the trouble” You tell

Bondage To No Bounds

Bondage To No Bounds ballad

Twenty score years ago, and some The evil merchants crossed the waves Gleeful as they raped and pillaged Their cargoes of dark-skinned slaves En route to the land of Liberty Where all men are created equal In their most frightening

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

This Is My Stay

This Is My Stay prose poem

Within the imagination I am content to live This is my stay I see how plenty, how ever-expanding it is The ‘All’ a rich array Of ever-rotating colors with which to paint And never fade away This is my stay

Night Long Commutes

Night Long Commutes short poem

Her last cigarette clouded the window Of the only fluorescent-lit room In the dusty motel Off exit 168. Yes sir, no sir As she climbed into bed Putting out her cigarette On four-use one-wash sheets. He clung to her Until

Sharing A Love Story

Sharing A Love Story short poem

When you knock on my doors with aurora of a dawn, I know you have come with the rosy showers, When you knock on my doors with aurora of dusk, I know you have come with sweet white flowers, My

Being A Big Girl

Being A Big Girl short poem

You are a big girl now Crying is weakness You are alone now Remember to put on your happy face We don’t want people to see Your tears are just for you They speak so much, all at once Their

Scream

Scream short poem

And when she began to speak I opened her mouth just wide enough to look inside. Stretching her mouth as wide as I could get it without causing pain. I looked around directing her head in the light. Highlighting everything

Dark Passages

Dark Passages long poem

Switch blade cross bones Skulls branded in a dark forbidden mast Asylums howl of the mentally insane Grafted in my brain once again Demonic emblems viscous fighting soldiers Once again off again romance with tarot cards Alone petrified evil cavity

Loves Great Exploration

Loves Great Exploration ballad

Each flower so bright and beautiful Moments so specially spent We walked hand in hand Through the tranquil serene land With the melody of nature Benet the Rainbow bridge After the Rainstorm Each flowers honey we suckled Giggles turn to

Without Salt Or Pepper

Without Salt Or Pepper short poem

This morning I caught the blues. I stood on the edge of the spoon with nowhere to go. I tied my shoes and searched for my muse. There she sat, distance postponing an ooze of stew. With the end of the

Tick Tock, Ye Temporary (this Too Shall Pass)

Tick Tock, Ye Temporary (this Too Shall Pass) short poem

Where were you When your future became the present? Where are you now? How do you feel? Where will you go When your present ticks into the future? Where will you go When your present tocks into your past? And

Another

Another short poem

I am me, but I am not Inside of me, is another me I believe this other me, is also me This me has slumbered for a long time I think this me is also me, or maybe the real

The Wooden House Where Uncle Lived

The Wooden House Where Uncle Lived prose poem

Fresh smell of wild herbs in the perambulation uphill, Oh! Those clinging burr to my dog’s fur, I remember the sound of the crushing dried leaves, That was heard in a walk through the dark dense woods, My uncle lived

Burns Of Hatred

Burns Of Hatred short poem

You put up a price on all the gifted items. I was not ready to pay back in dreams. Wanted to tell you without telling. Lips to lips we talk of a stillborn space which does not crack. Betraying the

Mother

Mother short poem

Simple as a thought, even though she is complicated, like a jigsaw puzzle… Hard like diamond, yet soft like wool, deep within… She is different, even though she is, a common human like us… Her lustrous black hair, and sparkling

Dream

Dream short poem

I was sleeping really deep My mind in its resting phase My heart beating at its own pace There was pin drop silence all around It seemed like Even the dogs had lost their sound. I had a sudden feeling

An Ode

An Ode ode

Longer than love lingers in lives thoughts of death preoccupies. your brother, your friend, your mate, your mother, all might leave you with some kind of wonder at their lifelessness left behind; what spark was there? what chemical bind— moved

The Book In A New Look

The Book In A New Look short poem

Take a look At my newest book. Book has magic That defies all logic. Book has leaves And leaves have sieves. A book must speak What comes out of the author’s beak. Improve your looks By simply reading books. Timeless

Living Dead

Living Dead short poem

Neither am I someone’s visionary nor am I someone’s heart throb I am the one who is of no help to any but sure a huge burden to so many Neither am I worthy a person nor am I brainy

Stormy Weather Friend

Stormy Weather Friend short poem

What are we doing? Where are we going from here? What are we? My stormy weathered friend I hear you scream. I see your dreams untold. I love you. My stormy weather friend. When you’re wounded who will heal you?

Crystal

Crystal long poem

Knock knock knock, I opened the door Some girl named Crystal was on my front porch. I asked what she wanted, she said “may I come in? I have a surprise for you,” then flaunted her little white bag. “You

Lure Of Music

Lure Of Music short poem

Music and love Has a different lull. Music is nice When there is no vice. There is music everywhere You just need to get up and gear Don’t let the music stop Just stand and hop. It must be understood

On the Path Enchanted

On the Path Enchanted short poem

A short poem …on fledgling dreamy Love. An enchanting world of two beings, Where exist blissful feelings An Elysian world of love and care Made for that perfect pair… There disaster wouldn’t dare to knock For love shall eliminate any