Fantastic Poems

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

Let It All Hang Out

Let It All Hang Out long poem

Audacious says the eyes of blue green black and shiny leather from head to toe, you sexy thing, you sexy thing well and today a new love has found its way to my heart and nothing nothing’s gonna go wrong,

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A Note To Self For Those Tough Days!!

A Note To Self For Those Tough Days!! prose poem

Life….This is not a fairy tale that we all dream of, fantasize or speculate it to be. Nobody promises us that, not even God. Life is an amalgamation, of those really fantastic, fanciful, sometimes phenomenal, remarkably awesome days and of

Do Not Listen To The Moon

Do Not Listen To The Moon prose poem

Do not listen to the moon, child He’ll whisper only nonsense in your ear And fill your head with silly notions But not a word of substance, not one ounce of truth So mind me, child and do not listen

Spring Time

Spring Time short poem

The sun is shining bright, The wind is blowing a li’l light. Flowers blooming frequently, Birds chirping silently. The sky is clear, The grass is green, The world seems so beautiful and clean. It’s the spring time. Multi-coloured flower are

I Wished I Were Home

I Wished I Were Home ballad

Some say I’m being melodramatic. From the outside my life looks fantastic. I’ve travelled the entire globe. Sang for people who didn’t know. I wished I were home. Not performing in a band, But living life on my own ‘N

The Peep Inside

The Peep Inside short poem

……the search is about to end ….. The Peep Inside …. Truth is a fantastic Fact …… That which is just …… “IS” …… Purity is a mere Quality …… Which too is just ……. “IS” …… Truth is Stark

To My Muse

To My Muse short poem

You bloom in my heart like a beautiful rose in summer. You cherish my spirit and give me the sense of delight. Your innermost dreams and incredibly zany desires Are so fantastic and bright. Your radiant smile is wonderful, gorgeous,

The Hiding Place

The Hiding Place short poem

Deep into the night, I can hear the hiding place calling. Its canopy soaring high into the clouds, And its green carpet spreads from horizon to horizon. It is where many mysteries hide. It allows a child’s imagination to create

Humans Out Look

Humans Out Look short poem

HUMANS OUT LOOK Happenings of the past brings in Nostalgics delight Some may be bitter some may be sweeter Some may be thriller some may be cooler One recounts any of these in a more relaxed way whether it was

In The Eye Of The Ferris Wheel

In The Eye Of The Ferris Wheel short poem

In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel, I see beautiful scenery that makes me feel, so amazing and fantastic as it could be. In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel, I experience the joy that only my heart can tell,

Me

Me prose poem

Me, a singularity, vast, color fast, has a very good forecast and will flabbergast. Me, resilient at times brilliant and on the same token often broken. Me can be unforgiving, dangerously living but on the flip side, dignified, able to

The Orchestra And Me

The Orchestra And Me prose poem

I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,

Dreams

Dreams prose poem

Even the sweetest darling dreams At times act as terrible antagonists And scare me to death Like the phantoms haunt a deserted castle Oh my God !….Please help me…huhuhu…. Am I not akin to a deserted castle? The castle where

One Hundred Laments

One Hundred Laments short poem

Trading the sweetness, a rainbow on icefalls, you will come back on rocks and drink the elixir of death. A fantastic dream of soap bubbles in a tumbler, ejecting the inky grief on the transparent glass. The pink goddess of

My Inspirer – J.k.r

My Inspirer   J.k.r ode

I used to run far from reading, School didn’t dispel that feeling. Until your words worked open that door Hogwarts, I could never have explored. Your words were already read by them all I was curious but careless most of

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Going Nowhere

Going Nowhere short poem

On the blue icicles you were colliding with orbiting electrons naked legs on the rocking chair were expecting the visual words to spook for clairvoyance with the sun decline beyond borders my eyes are damp, I know the bottom was

To Be Seduced

To Be Seduced short poem

She was mesmerisngly beautiful Her deep dark eyes like pools of night Hypnotised me Fixed me Froze me , to the spot. I looked away to no avail She smiled, a delicious voluptuous smile Twas then I saw her fangs

Alone And Wretched

Alone And Wretched short poem

Alone in the sun sweats a sombre flower Neither e’er kissed by butterflies Nor ever praised to the skies Alone in the sky lies the moon so fair Among a thousand stars feels it shy Why is it the only

Worthiness

Worthiness short poem

We seldom recognise good qualities of fellow human , when alive We determines his stature by his negative streaks We put down him at the slightest opportunity We see only the devilish quality and not the Divine quality in him

They Are The Works Of His Hands

They Are The Works Of His Hands long poem

“How glorious and how perfect Art the works the Lord hath done” For upon nothingness, He formed the earth When nothing that breathes upon the vast universe lived He made all things alive by His breath of life From the

Too Late

Too Late short poem

I never told you little girl how much I loved your dancing how I loved your little curls and your button nose I never told you little girl how much I loved your singing always too busy to tell you

Today I Am So Small

Today I Am So Small long poem

Today I am so small I ride the corner of your hip, clinging on (with both my tiny hands) to the edge of your pocket. Your denim thighs crest the alternate air like the humping backs of sister whales side

Chariots

Chariots short poem

Thoughts have a mind of their own they bring to me a rainbow of emotions each hue darker than the other each hue engulfing me in its eternity and I keep floating through them if only it was all real

Enough Is Enough

Enough Is Enough long poem

Just say no to corrupt politicians, lying and cheating with their secret missions. Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye then stealing its lolly and watching it cry. Just say no to the corrupt EU, actually achieving what Hitler failed

A Tribute To Sam Walton

A Tribute To Sam Walton elegy

Sam Walton was an ordinary man Who started with a simple plan His only dream to be the best Not bigger, but better than the rest His wife Helen was the one Who helped Sam Walton get it done When

Is this love?

Is this love? short poem

In my heart, now lives a butterfly, flitting from flower to flower, drunk with nectar. Is this love? In my heart, now lives a bull, with fiery eyes, with feverish horns, thirsting for blood. Is this love? In my heart,

My Name Is December

My Name Is December prose poem

Hello dear one, I have been a long time coming, but believe me when I tell you, “It’s worth the wait”. More about that later, but my arrival is out of my control, as I have to wait my turn.

The Garden

The Garden prose poem

Just before I went strolling through Eden in the early morning dew, The owner of a most beautiful garden gave me a list of things to do First on the list were all types of animals that I was suppose

Pam’s peaceful place

Pams peaceful place prose poem

We had a bountiful garden filled with sweet corn and peas We had tasted good vegetables before, but none so good as these In an area of south eastern wisconsin, just across the illinois state line We discovered a place

Tall Claims

Tall Claims short poem

You become a chair. A dream sits in you for a graphic detail of pelvis. A trophy? Was it undecorous to present a cadaver walking on the earth? A serial killer wants a plaque on his grave after the verdict.

Perception

Perception short poem

Lips of clay tend to bleed my kisses. And the distant moon treads softly on the spent passion. A private crimson blunts the whiteness of moon. The birds- step out from the fog. Last moments – of the bell to

Monsoon Winds

Monsoon Winds short poem

Sprightly, oh! sprightly, the monsoon winds come, With promises of relief. Lightly, oh! lightly, the monsoon winds hum, The ordeal of belief. Hark me, oh! hark me, the monsoon winds roar, Sizzling to strike the earth. Darkly, oh! darkly, the

An Ode to My Mother

An Ode to My Mother short poem

As I sit across and gaze into those beautiful eyes, Its all so pure, no pretense without any guise. A faithful alliance I see, A dedication that never deserted me. An individual who loved without reasons, A person who did

High Hopes

High Hopes prose poem

Well I have HIGH HOPES in my heart today Lady luck is on my side in a big, big way I just know in my heart and soul certain Kind of magic is doing a circle dance around me Giving

Reptile Conscience

Reptile Conscience short poem

Liars eyes, reptile conscience, Forked tongue whispers, secret heart. Your fire, echoes of broken promises, Far gone is all that which we are. Ice berg, the ruination, Your words all begin to disintegrate. My words are now a termination; No

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

Mirror

Mirror short poem

In the quiet room, I was all alone. On the laptop screen, the onslaught of Primitive memories was making me cool. The lamps were not lighting the streets. While deleting the texts, I felt as if Some people were murmuring

Why

Why short poem

The pages of life have been filled To the brim Only few breaths are left Clinging to those few with hope yet alive Only memories of those moments Which have passed are left Why there is a feeling of suffocation

Shadow Of A Ghost

Shadow Of A Ghost short poem

Have written a million words still there is want for more, have wandered a thousand miles still no destiny in sight. Each day pegs a new hope some of it denial, some of it pure hope, struggle to keep my

We All Are On Our Own

We All Are On Our Own short poem

It was a dark evening, the sun already gone, clouds were turning black, only few houses’ lights were on, Rain had started, sky was ready for a thunderstorm. I saw in the street, a girl waking alone, she was slow,