Forty Poems

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

Forty, Or Maybe Eighty, Winks

Forty, Or Maybe Eighty, Winks long poem

Speckled drifting ochre and sienna, sunshine yellow Shifting and blurring edges of scarlet, dozing again The sky blanched through the pink skin of my eyelid Tapping branch of a tree against the arbour Resonates, vibrates, excites the molecules of the

Poems you will love


For My Sister On Our 40th Birthday

For My Sister On Our 40th Birthday ballad

40 here we come, please greet us with a smile We have so much to be grateful for, let’s drift back for a while A childhood full of laughter, the pictures are timeless gems Memories that make us quick to

Poems containing references to : Forty

Toy Soldier

Toy Soldier short poem

If I were a toy solider, I would sail, A child’s paper boat of reveries, When the afternoon was a languorous snail, And the scent of sleep slept upon trees. I would be the smile that played on his eyes,

Enigma

Enigma short poem

The last signs of man’s existence, Are a full forty miles away. The flowers blooming in nascence, Are scattered all along my way. The last thing from out yonder, Is this serpentine stream beside, Leaving me and I to ponder,

Beware Of The Signs Of Coming Of Antichrist

Beware Of The Signs Of Coming Of Antichrist long poem

Antichrist denies that Jesus Christ is God who came in the flesh He Opposes God and Exalts himself above God He is the beast rising up out of the sea, having 7 heads and 10 horns Upon his horns 10

“Tête-à-tête: Cupid and Fiend”

Tête à tête: Cupid and Fiend long poem

‘Cede yourself to me, And you will never be alone again. You’ll be revered. Adored. Treasured. But you must give yourself to me- A willing concedes’, Fiend allures. My conscious says acutely ‘Don’t listen’ And for an instant I don’t

Meditation

Meditation short poem

When everything has gone still, piled in close, comes the terrifying march of my heartbeat, I remember I was seven and my body fit full length in the bathtub delicious game of climbing inside porcelain dry and water frigid from

The Fateful Voyage

The Fateful Voyage long poem

I was a teen at that time. The man was from my town; Had gone to the sea forty times; Was almost dead when found, And didn’t live longer than a day. Don’t know what happened that night. But, it

Chronic

Chronic long poem

sip on my forty one foot on the floor one, two, three & to the flow drop this dope joint right from a young G’s perspective I done need got caped cause my beeper kept beeping falling back on that

Missing!

Missing! long poem

I had a very close friend that once disappeared She’d gone missing a long time, for many years Fled one night to another state far away And hid incognito somehow to stay She left suddenly with her tow-headed daughter and

Adieu Dental Floss And Toothbrush

Adieu Dental Floss And Toothbrush elegy

All those years I underwent orthodontic care for naught cuz profound gum recession and bone dissolution found me fraught with an angst riddled necessity whence dentures bought or will soon bring relief, where financial cost to me = aught. though

A Postcard From New Orleans

A Postcard From New Orleans short poem

An indecipherable cause brought us here may as well blame the overwhelming stink of bacon in the building lobby, that day I decided, my future didn’t contain forty years of accountancy unquiet stomach, unquiet mind Thus all ships sail, even

Pandas

Pandas short poem

THE UNBEARABLE. What’s so wonderful about Pandas, why do people stand and stare At what after all is only, a black and white veggie bear A mysterious thing is a Panda of which knowledge is vague and grey but we

Grey Souls

Grey Souls prose poem

Since my earliest youth, I’ve been looking for my face which was stolen by wars. I am the son of war. My memory was kneaded by her tough dances. Since forty years, I’ve been inhaling her bitter smoke, knowing nothing

Poems you may like :

Raging Moon

Raging Moon short poem

Homecoming under the moon devoid of pain. When did the clock turned back? You are becoming a child. My journey opens in a dark wound. A promise to walk blindfolded, when only the footfalls are audible. The distance between the

Journey To The Past

Journey To The Past short poem

What if I could retrace my steps Back to my painful, dreadful past? I have made it a curse and hell Due to my own sheer folly and Unavoidable vice that placed My life at the footsteps of doom. I

Sometimes

Sometimes long poem

Sometimes the glass in the dishwasher breaks. Sometimes the heart though unbroken aches. Sometimes the wound is not healed by time. Sometimes punishment does not fit the crime. Sometimes it’s darker even after the dawn. Sometimes the queen is beat

Cogito Ergo Sum

Cogito Ergo Sum short poem

For God and mortals’ sake, Speak no more of Cogito ergo sum- Nor think what I think I become Nor what form I think I take. The mind is indivisibly amorphous! It has no visible or indivisible form; To invisible

What Life Is All About

What Life Is All About prose poem

Have you ever thought, what Life is all about? Going through the sacred books and various philosophical tales, Here is the conclusion I drew: Life is all about taking risks, Life is all about joining dots, Completion of one task

Dare Not Stare At Me

Dare Not Stare At Me short poem

Don’t you stare at me like that how can I look back at you on seeing your moist Eye reluctant to burst out I know it is terrible to lose someone so close to your heart but It is equally

The River

The River ode

As The River flows – my life completes itself.. An enlightened tryst with the almighty, Created by destiny, I was born To flow like a never ending river A tough undefined journey, quintessentially alone The Himalayas promised me the purity

Suddenly

Suddenly short poem

suddenly I stood still in time I mean the air breathed for me the sky fed me and I quietly absorbed everything that was offered floated in awareness saw what I had not seen ever before felt infinite spaces between

In Selfish Vein

In Selfish Vein short poem

What was the idea of charity, when you were hiding yourself from you? Was it a non-existence? Or you were writing an unseen anthology? Was that your kin choice for a reciprocal pain, inflicted in dark? Between right and wrong

Staring Down Desire

Staring Down Desire short poem

You look at me; I look at you. We both know what our eyes are trying to say. But this could be dangerous. Somebody should look away but nobody looks away. The eyes seem to say you are the angel

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 about Would we all laugh and shout

The Fiddler At London’s Tower

The Fiddler At Londons Tower sonnet poems

Fernando, I do sincerely extol thee. You were as much passionate in symphony as you were in death, which you faced willfully. Cursed were the cruel war machines that silenced thee. But still to celestial heights they lifted thee. For

Outlook Deteriorating

Outlook Deteriorating long poem

Sitting in the examination room paper crackling under your naked spine the worm of doubt working its way through your pipes just about falling asleep white noise strong as medicine honing the edge of your fever there’s a double tap

Alone

Alone short poem

There is no question. There is no need to teach me a lesson. No one likes me. This is why they leave me be. How do I know? I have neither friend nor foe. They sit in groups, And leave

The Love that Never Claims its due

The Love that Never Claims its due short poem

My love is pure I am very sure My love is deep it will never sleep My love is strong It can never be wrong My love is mad It makes me glad My love is divine It will always

Savings

Savings short poem

After rolling the story of wrong sex by teeth the sheen comes off the subway and a hanging moon starts rotating a lonely earth. I was afraid of rumors, they were snowballing. The particles were dismayed at medieval thinking so

Are You Eighteen?

Are You Eighteen? short poem

(Dedicated to my niece, Zeina…) When you are eighteen Just add the two numbers And be nine again This ancient tree is evergreen… When you are eighteen Weave the threads of friendship Play the cords of worship Sing a song

Emptiness

Emptiness short poem

The carcass lay on solid ground but no more a part of it as the future not yet found A symbol of the wasteland on which nothing matters and even the winds do not make a sound The driest and

Never Mind

Never Mind short poem

Never mind He’s a cool cat, as a matter of fact And there ain’t no doubting how you feel about that. Whilst I am just a pig wallowing in the mud And I will never be good enough. She is

Will I Fade?

Will I Fade? short poem

Being a girl, what is it like? No! You can’t be out late, you can’t ride a bike Don’t party hard, keep the boys at bay You have all the freedom they say But why then are our choices already

Soul Chutney

Soul Chutney short poem

Drown I want to in the sweet buzz you create, tunes of wilderness, in my ear, in my mind. Your hue I want to engulf myself, dance in bare nakedness, leave all shame behind, self behind. One whiff of you

Uncertainty Of Love

Uncertainty Of Love short poem

Is it a melted metal?, Or a falling star? I don’t know… Because, it is absent in between the sky and the earth. Is it a black ink?, Or a white paper? I don’t know… Because, it keeps some gunpowder

The Road Not Taken

The Road Not Taken prose poem

Some paths were never meant to be crossed But they do anyway against all rules These are the roads memories are made of And the people you never thought to ever love A friend to be remembered The one I

Like A Child

Like A Child short poem

I want to laugh and laugh aloud, Like a free bird I want to discover every cloud, Want to cry and cry crisp, Keeping aside every sorrow I want to walk past brisk, Wander around in the streets for hours,

Lost souls

Lost souls short poem

A river meandering through nowhere a sea with no shore line a boulder on top of a monolith waiting to roll down believers gathered at the bottom waiting for revelation waiting for Gods to speak they took the journey through

Echoes!

Echoes! short poem

Revelations from your cherished words, Echoes in my inner mind like love birds Enlightening those songs, you sung Engraved within my mind forever. After years and fears of destiny I ran into the chambers of darkness; Setting off in grief, seeking

Noise

Noise short poem

Is it really, ‘just how it is’ in the world these days? Too fast, too bright; too hyped! With an insatiable me, me; me attitude! And there is always so much noise. People in cars, people in trains; people in