Evolution Poems

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

Is This The End Of Evolution ?

Is This The End Of Evolution ? short poem

Modern human took billion of years to evolve The Homo Sapiens that we are called We were the last of apes standing would we be standing for long We took pride in inventions We took pride in our artificial creations

Evolution Revolution New World Order.

Evolution Revolution New World Order. prose poem

Global revolution is in the air. Not militarily, but technologically. It will be no less disruptive to world order, in fact it will be many magnitudes more. Technology tsunamis will churn across the globe and back again,washing away the old

Human Evolution

Human Evolution short poem

Earth! Earth! Earth! Behold the mighty land. A place of green , dream, stream and sand. The god made earth as a culture’s blend. Explore the earth, there are no dead end. By stone,dry grass and human’s desire. He accidentally

Evolution

Evolution long poem

When I was just a little girl Everybody told me I needed Jesus to save me But Jesus locked me in a cage Alone with all my hurt and rage And told me that he loved me Now my world’s

Evolution

Evolution long poem

When I was just a little girl Everybody told me I needed Jesus to save me But Jesus locked me in a cage Alone with all my hurt and rage And told me that he loved me Now my world’s

Evolution

Evolution short poem

I guess the first real cuts were more than they needed to be the number of times I’d twirled the blade constructing stillborn balsa skeletons, stegosauri and plesiosaurs always amputating a rib or femur by accident, preferring to leave them

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator.

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator. prose poem

The debate has been raging for centuries. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going? Is there a Creator? We look around and see created things, intricate, complicated, sophisticated things. Creationism, evolution which one is

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Flowering Development Through The Y Chromosome

Flowering Development Through The Y Chromosome long poem

I am a beautiful man though once I was an ugly boy worms split at the advance of my sneakers they knew what was coming I never shared chocolate turned sour to spite me this is no caterpillar and cocoon

Creation Is A Violent Event

Creation Is A Violent Event prose poem

Some say it all started with a violent explosion, let there be light, a Big Bang. White hot plasma swirling around expanding in an amazing bound. After a while things cooled, came together, began to slow down. Hydrogen and helium

Shattered Dreams

Shattered Dreams short poem

Dreams never stay the same, They change frequently. Your goal is not a game- As others would see. From an athlete, To social service. You don’t compete- But you never miss. Once those become an illusion, You’re finding new dreams.

Invocation

Invocation short poem

Wait, Wait.. Cynthia Lit up your lantern, Yet little more ..! Let me compose a line Just one and once Left conclude my rhyme – In the sacred hours of this night! Awake, Awake.. Darling, Amidst the time darkling, Stay

Birth

Birth prose poem

The Universe is a machine. It’s a machine that creates. It has the raw materials in the elements. It has energy sources in the stars and it has the software in mathematics. It takes these things and creates life. Through

Poems containing references to : Evolution

Awareness

Awareness short poem

I can’t see through every lie The only truth I know is dying Isn’t that a sad thing to say But anything is hard to believe When everything isn’t what it seems what I used to know doesn’t matter anymore

The Magical Beings – Humans

The Magical Beings   Humans prose poem

We do not know what we are capable of we can reap all the obstacles off we can build a big building remember how an invention made us capable of flying history has it we built the ivory symbol of

Each Other’s Eyes

Each Others Eyes short poem

Through perfect imperfections Are we able to find evolution. The flaws we face on a everyday basis Seen through our own eyes as love. A ballast on which we see each other. Without fear, without hesitation. I see you, not

Pale Bastard

Pale Bastard long poem

Come back, Pa, I need your cash The hunger pangs make me wanna chow the natives You shoulda raised me poor, given me something of my own You grow into the castle forecast upon you And I will never have

Magikarp (our potential)

Magikarp (our potential) short poem

He is weak they say A thousand more born each day Nothing special or new His abilities are far too few. But, little do they know… Weak though I may be The fault’s in their decree For it is they

Alliterative Apocalypse

Alliterative Apocalypse prose poem

Angelic, able-bodied and adventurous amateurs aimed awkwardly at associates after attempting another assassination. Beleaguered, beaten and broken beasts barely breathing; bathed in beautiful basins. Begging became boasting beyond borders and busty brides blushed before being bought by bashful brutes. Camps

Blue

Blue prose poem

My heart is destitute for romance and passion I am uneasy in my skin of night blue out of balance way out there I’m insecure and wayward see people connecting I am alone except for my immediate family-a few friends

Meaning Of Life

Meaning Of Life short poem

Are we a structured plan by a God? In which the ultimate test is executed. Does evolution dominate society? Where only the strongest person survives. Riddles of faith baffle the human mind. We search for cause and purpose, Expecting a

Wonderment At Existence

Wonderment At Existence elegy

With scrunched and bushy furrowed brow I often ponder the precise circumstances that any thing 2 be born this way as a poker face Tracing back lineage of self or arbitrary individual unpredictable as the Dow Reckoning a series of

Nothing

Nothing prose poem

I, the most perfect syllable in the world. It encapsulates me and all that is mine And all that I perceive or have perceived, All that I encountered or experienced, the Totality of my existence and its meaning To me

The Wonders, Not Wonders

The Wonders, Not Wonders ode

Himalayas, Eiffel tower, water-falls At Nile, the seven geographical And constructive wonders, We had in our childhood texts, Not wonders, they are; just big things; Mountains, water-falls, Eiffel tower, And Great Wall, be erected, more lively; Let it interact with

On The Inherent Duality Of Miracles

On The Inherent Duality Of Miracles long poem

I am waiting for a miracle. A miracle of meteorological proportions. A miracle whose atmospheric propositions would be large enough to render it, and anything appertaining to it, be it high up in the sky that ends it, or down

Gray Hands

Gray Hands short poem

It is neither end nor beginning, I am still suspended between punishments, primrose gives one answer, hollyhock another, I catch the moon in flight to west and enter a sand grain to probe the universe for the sexual selection of

Our Beliefs

Our Beliefs prose poem

…are as varied as they are inconsequential. All struck on a speck of a place, in a speck of time. Our very evolution built on infinitesemly small terrain. All that we think, all of the great contributions like so many

Spiritualism And Humanism.

Spiritualism And Humanism. prose poem

What do you believe and why do you believe it? Our world has shaped who we are physically and spiritually. We are different colors, speak different languages and have different gods based on where we were born. The accident of

Warning Signs

Warning Signs long poem

It’s time to wake up world, read between the lines and start paying attention to the Warning Signs. Why are there so many disasters coming back to back, it seems Mother Earth is on the attack And it’s a shame

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Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold long poem

I have empty pockets, and a heart full of gold. A family of eight, and friends new and old. I have blisters and bruises and cuts on my hands, no food for my family, and no wealth in my land.

The dawn

The dawn short poem

For those who live in that moment All life is strange. The breeze and wind whispers – New message and mellifluous music, as All flowers are unique with life purpose of their own. The morning chill,breaking sky hues, Fresh dews,

Can Die

Can Die short poem

Wide awake, the double helix splits. Chasing the debris of refusal to die. The new genes choose to mutate, fencing the child who wanted to become only brain. No flesh, no bones. Will he survive on this date? In the

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

Friends Again

Friends Again ballad

Your friend, my friend… Friends again Who else could share… Our fears, tears, smiles, kisses, memories? Painful time when ours is not No heart, no mind, could replace Your face is all I see Your love, all I need… And

Smokers’ Lips And The Smoky Lip Locks!

Smokers Lips And The Smoky Lip Locks! long poem

Heart beats say knock knock Feeling the sentimental shocks Listening to the bells of love clocks Silently progressing those tic toks Those lips and their locks Smokers’ lips and the romantic lip locks! Belladonnas are dancing with blazing frocks Birds

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body ode

I apologize the Sun did not rise my side of the Earth. Else I would have invited you into my house And we would have drunk white wine with ice by the fire place. Know you not the absence of

Refugee – the Deluge

Refugee   the Deluge long poem

In hoardes they arrived not cattle or flock of sheep sea of humanity deprived a deluge seemed to sweep Harried mothers hands in pray weary eyed children in tow losing who couldn’t bear sway reached utopia unsteady and slow City

Her, So Beautiful

Her, So Beautiful short poem

The fable resounds with absolute conviction, From the voice of her, so beautiful, Her, so beautiful bearing such an affliction, As to be wholly accepting of a language utterly mutable, In the night the love does grow, Like the elements

Your Absence Greets Me

Your Absence Greets Me short poem

Your absence greets me every morning. In the beginning, so noisy, even wild, Thrusting its claws into my plexus, Leaving deep furrows oozing your memory, Bleeding questions and perplexities- Oh, how I hated that spectrum Which darkened my glaring world!

Oh Those Sweet Little Monsters

Oh Those Sweet Little Monsters short poem

I like watching those tiny tots at the beach. It’s kind of listening to the ballads. Like the slow build up when someone strums up, They come, holding on to the li’l finger of Parents or rather these days Mostly,

Everyday Trouble

Everyday Trouble short poem

I broke a nail shattered the smooth curve on some surface not realizing until I tasted salt and iron realized I etched a jagged trace of blood and plowed skin on my nose like a child then innocently hurting but

Rosa’s Way Out

Rosas Way Out prose poem

Sweeping blood drops from her mouth, crying with anguished sobs Rosa ran to open the door, but Owen caught her by her wrist. Why are you doing this to me she stated? Owen hit her again with no reply. He

Devour

Devour short poem

Devour my soul like a flame, And let the burns show, No one will give you blame, When radiant it will glow! Love will surround the blaze, Tender will be the pain, No winds can then deface, What the soul

Spring Is Back…

Spring Is Back... ode

In the dale of despondency, Lost hopes finding themselves, With the first rays of yellowish sun, Life is taking a new turn, Baby bird is ready to fly, Singing his first song in the sky, After a long time I

Do You Ever Step Out Of Line

Do You Ever Step Out Of Line long poem

Do you ever step out of line ? Go shopping with your pyjama bottoms on and no socks and shoes if I feel so inclined Do you ever step out of line ? Go wrestle a turtle in the deep