Flirtation Poems

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

Infidelity

Infidelity short poem

Some play a game of win or lose With the many partners they choose Then try to get down and dirty And forget you without any pity They always play by rigged rules So they always win and never lose

Poems containing references to : Flirtation

Our Room

Our Room prose poem

Pondering yonder sitting alone in littered room, stuff piled as if to hide our despair in stains on the carpet. the night we got so drunk spilling red wine on the floor like the blood that ran from my knuckles

The Moment Was Enough

The Moment Was Enough prose poem

We drowned ourselves in endless g&ts The glorious bounty of Wednesday happy hour Bathed in the light of hipster patio lighting And the faint smell of last night’s campfire So smoky I couldn’t feel your hand holding mine Our intention

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Who Wants Changes?

Who Wants Changes? short poem

It all remains just the same – The roads we measured, The shops we went to, The restaurants where we ate, The beach we enjoyed love, The buses we traveled in, The benches we sat on, The hands that you

Rhythm

Rhythm short poem

A rain drenched evening, Slowly fading twilight, Holding the hem, Round and round she goes, With peacocks on their toes, At the courtyard enfolded with rows of rose. Hopscotch she plays, At times kicking into the puddles, Spreading her arms

When You Kiss Me

When You Kiss Me short poem

When you kiss me you Set my heart on fire! You send me into frenzy, A frenzy of sweet burning Desire! When You Kiss Me I am Like putty in your hands It’s nothing short of ecstasy Sheer ecstasy and

My Heart Is No More

My Heart Is No More short poem

I think of her when the sun does rise I think of her when it falls from the sky When I sleep the dreams always start With my love leaving with my heart She lacked the courage and I the

Now And Then

Now And Then short poem

it happens now and then a mother begs for her child and bleeds inside down there in the abyss in dirt and smoke you say it is ugly and turn your eyes to the Indian rollers in flight showing the

Our Dance

Our Dance short poem

Ever close close together ever fast in our embrace. We have lived lived a lifetime always danced at life’s fast pace. Danced to tunes tunes remembered that for us will never fade. Knowing now our time is ending yet, come

Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird

Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird short poem

Twenty white pigeons, swallowing raw rice, half-staring at me? Twelve white-faced swans, basking in the sun, ignoring me? Eight white-haired owls eyeing me from tiny forested corners? Six whitish foxes and six brown-red squirrels quizzing me? Five pink-white beluga whales

You’ll Be Who You’ll Be

Youll Be Who Youll Be short poem

There was a time where one once told me There’ll be moment when you’ll be who you’ll be I didn’t know it then but I know it now That sometimes you have to choose between the good and the bad

Let’s “stop” Abrading Nature

Let’s “stop” Abrading Nature short poem

Years ago it was nice to see the flurry outside, We played there with gusto But now we have mauled nature, Because of our non-altruism attitude, We have grown natty in our culture, But we are ninny in our thoughts

Happiness Happened With You

Happiness Happened With You short poem

I knew that look in your eyes that you gave me, Because I’d felt it in mine. It was a look that said we weren’t unrequited. It was a look that set me free. Like always you’d proved, not promised,

Kalam-has He Departed Part 2

Kalam has He Departed Part 2 long poem

Where he fixed the features of his mental image what he thought and what tells vividly his visage He planned a journey of progress for present to start When his country would cover that with spirit of heart In future

The Silent Joy

The Silent Joy prose poem

I am smiling simply for the joy of being here with you; my heart could laugh about it but a smile has much more of a story to tell. The sun is warm on my face and the music begins

What If?

What If? short poem

What if love was free What if the sky were the sea Would that be better for you or me What if there was no doubt What if we understood what life was all about Would we all laugh and

My Elegy

My Elegy short poem

What are we, but dust in the wind, A single grain of sand, upon a beach. The merest speck of light, In the great sun’s dazzling rays. A mere moment, in eternity, A mere second, in a life time. For

Old Man Sitting

Old Man Sitting short poem

The bones are brittle as are the thoughts they crumble events of yesterdays that never happened things that happened not remembered today becomes another time faces and events mingle become a crazy quilt He sits and stares unaware of a

I Feel You

I Feel You short poem

I feel you running inside muscles along sinews mixed into joints moving with me along bones and marrow rippling all along my surfaces and in my flesh and life hovering strands of you intertwined in my energy As I sit

The Silence Of Eternal Flame

The Silence Of Eternal Flame short poem

you were stealing me from myself my mitochondria, a little under the name, while I was unmoored, talking to a mirror who did not recognize me, caked in heat and dust touching my tissues and blood under the ignited roof

On My Way To My Farmers’ Market

On My Way To My Farmers Market long poem

With a singing heart and basket in hand I skipped my way for my weekend store. Dreaming of cinnamony muffins and freshly baked loaves The smiling farmers selling all their veggie and fruity delights. I passed by the quaint and

Forgotten Prayers

Forgotten Prayers prose poem

I have no magic words to heal your heart; I’ve caused deep wounds–black and blue and raw. The memories, like relentless scavengers, they gnaw To tear the fragile sinew of our love apart. Your thoughts, I know, are like serrated

Life

Life short poem

Life is enjoyable, life is regrettable Our days are numbered Few days yet are to be judged. The soul wants pleasure The body wants leisure The spirit is aware of the measure That limits time which is forgettable. Life is

Banished

Banished short poem

Lost in the desert, stood a small giant He prayed to the gods with all his might. “Help me father for I have sinned Wandered the deserts for days Galore; Have bludgeoned out my inner core, Holy texts asked me

Roanoke

Roanoke prose poem

Well and they came by sea in the 17th century. They had the highest of hopes as they did come ashore the wild woodlands. And setting up housekeeping they were in the best of spirits in the beginning. But in

Life

Life short poem

A path that exists between birth and death, this life is never straight. Every time you need to confront obstacles, even if you have already fought many battles. The book of life contains both happy and sad memories, and it

The Evacuation

The Evacuation short poem

I’ve been drenched In the pool of Tormenting thoughts The footsteps that entered Into my oblivion Those enormous hands Metallic fingers Sharpened nails Molding Cupping First a drop Just touched and trickled Then A handful Yet not satisfied …. Everything

Shadow

Shadow short poem

I stand alone at the busy street The street is crowded with footprints Vehicles and the blowing horns But I feel all alone. The light of life goes away from my eyes I feel death comes to me with a

Don’t Let Me Forget

Dont Let Me Forget short poem

I’m not afraid of heavy rain but give me a better umbrella to let it drain not afraid of challenges in life but give me the precision to cut them all with knife You may not give me the best

Love Judgment

Love Judgment short poem

You and me, both have names But love has one that does have fame From time immemorial when life’s dream yet to born From a conch’s world that blew a song: A song of heaven, a smile of joy Where

O ! Gandhiji Your Weapon

O ! Gandhiji Your Weapon short poem

O ! Mahatma Gandhiji ! How powerful Your weapon ! More powerful than , Ever , ever made. O ! Mahatma Gandhiji ! How destructive your weapon ! More destructive than atom bomb , That destroys in total. O !

Looking Glass

Looking Glass short poem

Seeing me in full in the looking-glass Is a stranger with new and senior tasks Not recognizable to me are the long gone years of the past Now with loss of hair and exaggerated features not recognizable to me or

Death

Death short poem

I don’t turn my tears away because it never comes without reason. It follows my footsteps and digging my pains, those are rains streaming from eyes as rain falling from the sky on earth. I am afraid of darkness No

Us, Obsolete.

Us, Obsolete. prose poem

If my face was 4.95 inches, and in each of these inches, instead of blemishes and pores, were five-thirty-eight pixels, would you look at me? if my voice was polyphonic, and instead of whispering, interrupted meetings, funerals, and family picnics,

The Outsider

The Outsider elegy

Frustrating February… dull, desolate, alone, I loiter through the narrow lanes, for I still don’t have a room of my own. The hands they used to hold, the oaths of love they told, I have witnessed them vanish in time,

I Change My Mind

I Change My Mind sonnet poems

My body chills, This is my final croak. I thought I’d have thrills, But I fear his black cloak. His face, nothing but bone. His stance is but a leader. He had such a sweet tone. His breath was like

Safe Haven

Safe Haven short poem

To my cocoon I wish to return To the safety of my nest. To the womb that nurtured me Where I had long been in blissful unawareness With eyes shut tight Fists clenched too Yet to feel , see and

I Feel You!..

I Feel You!.. long poem

I Feel You!… I feel you in everything… in the glorious nights inside your incandescent eyes where butterflies knit my dreams and compass my heartbeats. I feel you in everything… while resting your sigh in the corner of a letter

Lip Effect

Lip Effect short poem

Slip in Lip may create crack in relationships Lip under control avoids misunderstanding with each other Lip when tight may create irritation to the other Lip dancing to others wish will Gel well with the other Lips when locked with

When she became my mother

When she became my mother short poem

I forget she had her own story Before mine had even begun But when she became my Mother Our stories merged into one She had hopes and dreams of her own Down which path in life she’d been led But