Evenings Poems

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

Sombre Evenings

Sombre Evenings short poem

I find my evenings on the sombre side , I don’t know how to put them right , It’s just like the flying time comes to a stand still , which I cannot fight !! I find my evenings on

Melancholic Evenings

Melancholic Evenings short poem

The melancholic evening Knocks at the dusk And my heart skips a beat Prepares for the gloom This transiting hour Holds the key to The gloom of the past Rubbing off the future The key clicks in the lock The

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A Simple Day

A Simple Day short poem

Dawn rushed in a brand new day They woke up and went their way Morning spent in hard labor Too busy to let thoughts harbor An afternoon quite lazy and dull Routine setting in with a tempting lull Twilight brought

Poems containing references to : Evenings

The Poetry Of Life

The Poetry Of Life long poem

I feel the tiredness of my years, those quiet times when breath appears in melting mosaic imagery, upon the mirrors of a sea that only calls so many names, through pious sunlit tortured flames that scrape themselves away from light,

When I Will Leave This World

When I Will Leave This World ballad

When I will leave this world, Leave many questions in your heart, Ever lasting tears in your eyes, Broken dreams in your hands, Sorrowful memories in your loneliness, Long wait in your days and silent legend in your nights, In

The Simple Life,the Easy Life

The Simple Life,the Easy Life prose poem

Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and

Walking On The Road Ahead

Walking On The Road Ahead prose poem

They call it On to the quest of mysterious life; I have unlocked many treasures. Each one has its own story, Each one has its own say. Some gave me pleasures immense; Others chased the journey of woods intense. They

Sincerity

Sincerity short poem

I will miss you I will miss the way I walked past your kitchen window I will miss all those walks to the station All those sounds in early evenings of railway I will miss that little food store we

Emptiness

Emptiness short poem

Saturday evenings reek of stale words, aching bones and a running out of things to feel dressed in a darkness where your silence meets mine and no sound seeps in through the fine crisscross weave of the blanket soggy with

Winter Is Setting In

Winter Is Setting In short poem

Did you see the leaves fall, the clutter on the roads; all the shades of brown and yellow – the winter would be long this year. I don’t dread the cold, nor do I fear the depressing mornings, brooding afternoons

The Pressing Redux

The Pressing Redux long poem

“HMS Trincomalee, a British Corvette, sixth rate warship of 28 guns, Five hundred gross tons was she. The King’s Pressman am I, handling a pressgang of five, My firm service of country and King. Her ships bell marking time; bosun

Queen Of Darker Shades

Queen Of Darker Shades long poem

Girl, you’re beautiful can I call you ebony? you’re a black queen I got to see. I’m so into you, digging your regal body you have me tripin on your curves simply. I want to explore your mind in ways

Dear Husband !

Dear Husband ! long poem

My mornings are sad and evenings are blue As if I am incomplete without dear you On you here my heart is due When good omens remain from many to few When strangers became friends , we once knew Heart

बिना किसी मतलब के

बिना किसी मतलब के kavita

बिना किसी मतलब के वो आँख भी उठाता नहीं, बिना किसी मतलब के वो कहीं आता -जाता नहीं, तो, बिना किसी मतलब के अब कोई उसे बुलाता नहीं, बिना किसी मतलब के वो आवाज़ लगाता नहीं, बिना किसी मतलब के

Ancestors

Ancestors long poem

Darkness of endless night breaks my bones Carrying rocky hills upon heart Beneath the civilised surface I hear repeated queer moan Let me go there I can no longer wait O my wild ancestors I hear your soul stirring I

Penance

Penance short poem

The nip in the air, the shying sun Was not long ago when it was fun Winter in Delhi with its November sun Making hearts flutter for almost everyone Misty evenings made mysterious still With heady fragrance of the saptparni

Heavenly Abode Lost

Heavenly Abode Lost short poem

The restless weather curses me, Why not fly back to your nest thee; There where you always belonged, Where thy heart longed. The Lady waiting on the streets in those eager evenings, Those roads are lost in the new beginnings.

A Dream Is Cast In Many Things

A Dream Is Cast In Many Things short poem

The night was never caught so clear Each star was cast so crystalline, So much wrapped in black velvet shade Like moments clad in silken sheen, And evenings’ artists drew their pictures With their quill dipped in lunar ink With

Reema: A Child Girl At War Time

Reema: A Child Girl At War Time prose poem

At evenings, Sun puts off her light as usual and goes behind a curtain woven by sea, rock and trees, so to have a break. Meanwhile, those with black heads and scattered hair go to warm themselves at the ember

Longing For Home

Longing For Home long poem

As he stood at the door admiring the view, Something was missing his heart..it just knew He drew in a breath and let out a sigh, This was not home, he could not deny, Home was rolling hills of emerald

Night After Night

Night After Night short poem

Night after night, watching your face shimmer with tears, night after night, watching your face burrow into my breast, I have wondered, my love, full of misery and mystery, I have wondered. This being, so incredibly sad, this being, so

Jack And The Box

Jack And The Box long poem

Ladies and gents, You don’t know Jack. Hence I wax poetic To remedy that. Jack has a knack For following the pack. This fool dives in the pool To swim with the rules. He doesn’t judge it lame To remain

The Proposal

The Proposal long poem

I close my eyes, I see a face, Time has passed at a splendid pace, It was a scorching sunny day, With rains of happiness on the way, A day to remember, a day to dare, I was to promise

Think On These Things

Think On These Things long poem

The graceful dance of butterfly wings, The budding romance attending Spring — The morning melody of birds who sing, The opportunities each new day brings — The serene swaying of porch swings, The relaxing splashing of gentle rain — Wedding

Barter Of Emotions

Barter Of Emotions ballad

Two people met, accidentally. With no rhyme or reason, Not knowing where to begin, Unsure what to hold as conversation. Just when the silence was getting unbearable, There was a klink on the glass window. Slow drizzle of words poured

You are many

You are many short poem

when life pulls as the flood, you are a rooted plant, resisting and growing by yourself! when life tempts as the apple, you  are a curious eve, sinning and learning by yourself! when life turns into a battle, you are

You are wind

You are wind short poem

I believed you were a tree, the way your hair flowed in some evenings. I believed you were a bird, the way your eyelids fluttered, when you looked at the sky. but now, I know better. you are no tree

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The Rose

The Rose short poem

O, the magnificent rose, What beauty you behold, Emotions you hold Makes me hesitate to come close. O, the spectacular rose, You colored with dangerous red, Seems no one shall dread To take a step close. What beautiful thorns you

Lost Love

Lost Love short poem

Though I could hardly breathe My heart raced within me. The sound of his voice excited me. I need to confront, lift my head up, admit to my mistake, love I deserted, but still crave. Did he forget, time erased

After The Storm

After The Storm short poem

Unfettered for a little while, I was catching the sleep visitor. It hurts when the dream ends and a poem starts. An eucalyptus, drinking lots of water, throwing the aroma incensing the air, I pick up the fallen seeds of

Christmas is Booked

Christmas is Booked long poem

I check the calendar. Oh, there’s lots of time to spare. I don’t know why I worried. I haven’t a care. Two weeks is a lot of time to do most stuff. I am quite sure that two weeks will

God’s Love

Gods Love short poem

God’s love, is pure and true, His Grace, and Mercy, will carry you through. Just take a hold, of His nailed scarred hands, He will carry you through,these desert lands. In times of trouble, and in times of need, With

And If My Soul Is Crying

And If My Soul Is Crying elegy

It’s happening again, Such unbearable pain, And if my soul is crying As my heart is breaking, then that’s fine… I’ve let so many people down, Lost so many beautiful opportunities I feel so failed and forlorn, But is that

Desire

Desire short poem

In the midst of my dreams , I saw a desire floating by, It stretched its hands, Beckoning me to rescue it, But, I moved on indifferent. Time passed and I dreamt another dream, Another desire begged to me, I

University Of Life

University Of Life prose poem

You’re a scholar, I’m a scholar, and everyone’s a scholar! Similar uniform, “Different coloured tie around the collar” Giant classroom, lessons and tests, “We’re always learning” So many tutorials we attend, “It can be very concerning?” People are busy and

Story Of A Poem

Story Of A Poem short poem

Old man loved poems was no secret, that he used to tell everyone in pomp; was what I didn’t know. He was all rhyme and rhythm, a whisper now and a bellow’s hiss, all in one and all too soon.

Dancing Upon A Limb

Dancing Upon A Limb short poem

Dancing Upon A Limb remember me among the sea so faithfully we must agree through shadows peak along the path in the forest a spotted owl in a tree on the path a grey fox caress a lavender flower the

When I am no more!

When I am no more! short poem

How would I know, I am not here? A stagnant period. A sudden fear. Who will open my window at dawn? And snooze my alarm when I am gone. That creaky cupboard and stubborn drawer Who will take my warm

Eyes Full Of Lies

Eyes Full Of Lies short poem

By the gardens I met you, In your eyes I saw the feelings I thought were true. Handled me with care like a feather, Told me we would stay like this forever. Was it wrong wanting to see you everyday,

The Warrior

The Warrior prose poem

I am a warrior, fighting the battles of life’s challenges, tripping over the cracks on the sidewalks, drinking cold coffee, listening to sad songs, working on taxes, calling in borderline sick, and driving the combative zone of rush-hour traffic, what

Pantheon

Pantheon short poem

After the moon it was an unkempt night. I wanted to kill the narrative and recast the frozen history. A dirt road leads to a new trajectory now, splattered with blood. A double tongued thought brings the ire of screaming

The Devil’s Stage

The Devils Stage short poem

The Devil’s in charge of the world in his hands Everywhere you look his power expands The little boy’s father who shoots up in the car The little girl’s mother with bruises and scars From the top of the world