Eraser Poems

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

Mistakes

Mistakes short poem

MISTAKES I often wondered why Eraser shrinks gradually to vanish for ever I realised that the more mistake I did while doing Home work, the more I have to use the eraser to correct my mistakes I never for a

Poems containing references to : Eraser

Take Five

Take Five short poem

Twelve thousand days ago, give or take a few I tried counting up the seconds in a year But the numbers got out of hand, wouldn’t stay in line Wouldn’t act like numbers are supposed to I kept making mistakes,

Internal Conflicts

Internal Conflicts long poem

I find comfort in self pity. Belittling myself, my actions and even the mere five second thoughts of my success. I’m tied up by this part of me. The part I’m inevitably dependent on. It is the initial segment of

Salt Or Snow ?

Salt Or Snow ? prose poem

Everythin’s spinning. Leaves flying. Round and round. Sadness floating. Still here. Damn good it was. Real lucky I was. Now scares me. Forget it ! Remember the funky happy song! What are you waiting for ? F**k you all off,

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You Are Special To Me

You Are Special To Me ballad

My hopes are with you. Daily I’ve been trying to show you. That all I want is for you to know. You are special to me. If our dance were of lovers. Then you’ll discover with time. I’ll be in

Now I Can

Now I Can short poem

I thought everything is forever lost, all my feelings buried and gone. I must have been cursed, I thought I never find what I desire the most. My broken heart was beating in vain, I knew I never be the

Poison Me

Poison Me short poem

Creep up my dreams like a ghost, Feed on my blood as I’m your host. Try me on like your clothes, Steal my feelings till I feel no remorse. Entangle me with your lies, Crush me like the fire flies.

Know What You Don’t Know

Know What You Dont Know short poem

Believe not in yourself when your mind is not stable You Pardon yourself when mistake is done unknowingly You blame yourself when knowingly you committed mistake You praise yourself when you have helped somebody in need You feel yourself proud

Queen

Queen short poem

As I adore her divine smile, those eyes shimmering like never before. Whilst engrossed in grasping her hair as they plummet down on her face, she carries herself with an effortless grace. I remember she was a teenage girl just

Bailout

Bailout short poem

Moon stepped gingerly on clouds. Apples were painless. Yes, centrifugal goes the truth on a ploy, unveiling the sky. Pain of the dreaded times, was visible through the invisible. Tremors in the mountain range were palpable passing through the spine

Last Dream

Last Dream short poem

Under a dark velvet moonless sky I am drowning with a wilt rose in my hand Because I never learned well a lesson to swim Not in the hard solid ground I am helpless to stop the waves Too hopeless

Stop The Hate

Stop The Hate long poem

Bruh, I know your up but it’s getting late I got to make peace with you Hommie I have bitten off more then I could chew I’m sweating from the new day’s sun now I know your in for a

Mourning

Mourning short poem

Weighed by the weight of emptiness lost in the loss of music withering rhythm plagued sunshine silenced voice feverish moonlight shivering chirp moaning rain crushed smell smokey eyes creaking breath coughing air wailing heart choked feeling burning soul join mourn

Crack Of Dawn

Crack Of Dawn short poem

The king made a fun of our poverty. Marble faced girls always thought, wearing black scarves – sweeping the floor of white mausoleum. You made a death a loving eternity. We die daily in the face of old shine. Who

An Open Mind

An Open Mind short poem

The mind has a side That is deep inside. Don’t pit a blind On a creative mind. Good things happen If you keep your mind open. Every time I find It is a pleasurable mind. Mind has a passion For

Life is Beautiful

Life is Beautiful short poem

Feeling wonderful, With all the things, Life has thrown my way… No more frowns, Faking all the smiles, Like those of a clown… Listening to the birds, As they sing their song, And fly far away… I’m living my life,

Mice And Lions

Mice And Lions long poem

When the mice roar, Even the lions squeak All those who had mocked And dismissed the meek Now scream in fear And in terror, cower As there happens a monumental Shift in luck, in power. For those who are on

Dream Girl

Dream Girl short poem

She takes both happiness and sorrow in her stride and she remains silent without a murmur so far nobody knows what is in store for her in life One who is close now would have been stranger once Tears of

One Poem From Mud Poetry

One Poem From Mud Poetry elegy

Strangers from incident, lies for distance, pitfalls of living infrequent, Rushes of sympathy pass over like fever sweat. In concurrent motion the wolves swarm on the lifeless carcass. Impending emotions fill the hole in my stomach, my chest continues to

Drought In Riverbed

Drought In Riverbed short poem

A randon creation convulsed by grief. Death of a pendant was not able to recall the cleavage. Kosher scream, the grandchildren will not know the fakes of reality show, pure as honey, then the scratching starts: look the tiger was

Hell Within

Hell Within short poem

It’s almost like one side of my brain is fine, but the other drifts off And i have to catch it before it gets to loose Thst it starts reaching out to hell. There’s a constant battle going on inside

Beyond

Beyond short poem

You know how it is When I see through the prism When rain falls When the bonfires blazes my eye sight When the mud of rain drenched path Makes my mind untidy When that lone dog sleeps Under the foggy

Classrooms

Classrooms long poem

When I enter into the Class Can hear the noise of screwing and grinding Some of them sing and write Few bite and threaten Last benchers fearlessly chewing the bubblegum of life Girls beholding the elegant fingers Blackboard turns into

Look Away

Look Away long poem

Look away Transmission overload; Can’t seem to figure out my mind. I’m feeling home alone in time, Too late to find a bride. I have slept a thousand years; No princesses kiss to change my heart and wake me up.

I Come To You

I Come To You short poem

Life is so full of uncertainties and it is true we live in perilous times. When faced with difficult situations and not knowing what to do, I come to you. When I find that I need strength to face the

A Lighter Sky

A Lighter Sky short poem

we have a clean white bed, slept late, a shock to break the ritual. a treat on a major scale. probably ten. I think I may like to travel to small places, old and full of history. deep aged fabrics

One Fine Morning

One Fine Morning short poem

‘T’was a fine morning when she cameMy cherished passion and true flameA moment I can hardly waitAlong this road and near the gateShe walks in grace and flawless styleA breathtaking sight when she smileThat leaves was turned from dark to

Luv Yurz

Luv Yurz short poem

Can we pretend that Reality is what we make it Can we begin to imagine that We hold the power to Shaping Our decisions that form the very thing We call lifestyle Stop And Think for a split second That

Sentenced to Four Years for Aggravated Assault

Sentenced to Four Years for Aggravated Assault long poem

Plain steps Grey concrete smooth polished to look Like marble But they are not; nothing in this courtroom is real I came here a Free Man Under licence and bonded high, but free all the same I chose to face

Heaven Of The Dark Age

Heaven Of The Dark Age short poem

This heaven is a pretty maid living in the Dark Age, With minds of the moron, hearts of the fool, crawling into her cradle of tears lying in waste, And she smiles, emotionless clusters in full. As the bleak eyes

A Dedication to a Friend

A Dedication to a Friend short poem

With this angel, One can always tell, She’s a lady, oh so swell! When she walks into a room, She makes everyone go va va voom! She makes the guys swoon, She takes them to the moon. She takes their

What is my existence (A woman’s plea)

What is my existence (A womans plea) short poem

What is my existence? Am I just a mere substance or a thing of pleasure? Am I just a homemaker or just a refuge seeker? In this world of masks I am left with just a veil. I see this

Certainty

Certainty short poem

We certainly want to expose The Best side of ourselves To the public To our families and friends To our spouses. We certainly don’t want To let the dark thoughts and Dark desires see The Light of Day. We suppress

Essential Tremor

Essential Tremor short poem

Reduced…tamed to but a whisper is thy breathe Years have whittled the sharpness of its point Be my heart’s voice muted faint..tacit Thy beat bursts all manner of restraint Roiled palpable is my ascending love of you, scents dance tenderly

On Esoteric Science

On Esoteric Science long poem

Reading esoteric science books I can foresee how a human being looks! Getting to know myself Starting to organize my bookcase shelf A visible being I am indeed Knowing the invisible me, I feel I am freed Freed from running

Darkness

Darkness short poem

Sitting in this beautiful dark night , Framing the tale of life. When time runs out and heart needs to say so much more, And you are left with a raw nagging sore. Then reach for your paper and pen,

White Pill, Red Pill

White Pill, Red Pill short poem

White pill, Red pill – We’ve both taken ours; Yet the divide between, Is still unseen – And cursed beneath our hearts. The measure of men, acceptable when – You beat me at my part; But I bleed for you,

Against The Times

Against The Times short poem

Lipped-wet, Counterfeits. Fakes neither audible nor visible. The moment dies in our hands. It was a non- happening. Silence booms destroying the palace, of dreams. I should have become the scissors. This poem is not charitable gnawing at the underlip

The Greatest Fight

The Greatest Fight long poem

There’s an angel that lives in the sky He has strong black wings And knowing eyes He comes to the earth to capture souls He shows no mercy He takes both young and old There’s another angel that lives in

Enemy Within

Enemy Within prose poem

Good and evil resides in us all. Both look out our eyes. Both course through our veins. The spectrum of us is a score played out in our hearts and in our minds. Evil and good are in opposition, spread