Gender-discrimination Poems

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

Doom Fetus

Doom Fetus sonnet poems

Oh! My mother, sues thy sole cell daughter, An unborn baby, before its loving lover- Prays it to dad, thy, my best creative will- “Let me come, not look at me- thy angry shrill!” Oh! Doc. You dog! You dig

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Magical Butterfly Touch

Magical Butterfly Touch short poem

A waft of misty enchantment, Created a magic in the air, A butterfly unfolded its wings, Kissed a beautiful flower, She gracefully opened her petals, Giving in to its gentle embrace, Surrendering itself in abandoned joy, Gifting its nectar of

The Devil

The Devil short poem

Used to walk on broken glass, but I never gave up Tell you what baby, they all think I am crazy They all say that the devil created my way And you know what, I don’t care what they say

Holding My Toes

Holding My Toes short poem

An evening primrose glides, on my rough hands. I pluck a laugh from the lips, of a parched face. It knows the meaning of death, kissing the pink eyes. Of the lost fidelity and the innocence of the dying sun.

Talking To God

Talking To God short poem

And after all that we have done and seen, We wait for some magic to undo what has been, But its all already lived and gone, Past, after all, is just a part of a journey, which starts before we

Infinity

Infinity short poem

Hey, someone ask my heart…. What’s the reason for its beating…. Only one sound will come from it…. My love has come to stay in it. …. Hey, someone ask my breath…. What’s the reason of passing through me.. .

A Cardinals Decree

A Cardinals Decree short poem

As I wandered embracing woods unknown, sharing breaths with silent trees alone. The scent of moss and leaves awoke, arching limbs above me spoke. Lone cardinal settled on pine above, singing his crimson song I love. Then gently fell a

Outrageous

Outrageous short poem

Everybody was half-naked on the trail of curves. Braindead. Emptied thought. A single vacant look. “Why me? ” I ask. Stay stupid in the crowd. Looking at the moon, indulgent. Plucking the nector from knobs of naked flames. No coming

What Are We

What Are We short poem

We clear up lands of forest primeval Only to plant new ones for survival; Leaders scheme to modernize their nation Others hold back, crying conservation; Settlers would get land appropriations While natives move into reservations; We dig canals, but cover

Anonymous Depression

Anonymous Depression short poem

Devil’s blunt fingers icy slick palm every morning in my stomach waking to a cold tide no cell, no sentence just another day’s time to do head down avoid the warders visiting day comes familiar faces look ugly in a

Who Is God?

Who Is God? short poem

God is a power, that humans cannot see. he is a power, that we cannot hear. but god is a power, that we can feel. he is the power, that controls the universe. he is the power, which sets our

Trance

Trance short poem

I am a page 3 wife Of four walls and malls am I Of gyms and diets Of spas and sunscreen Of color on my tips and toes Of blusher on my cheeks Of the smudge free kohl Of bags

Daily

Daily short poem

Take me to the place where the pain is far away To the place when I wake up and I don’t wish I was dead In the magic place where you and me are alone for as long as we

I Will Recover

I Will Recover ballad

Heart broke down to pieces Leaving behind reminiscence searching for those ashes Which now can be seen !! I just loved you to the moon You left my heart with wound The patch that can’t be covered My heart will

Her marred maang

Her marred maang short poem

Two flailing oiled chotis slap me out of stupor. The Goddess arches out hinged at the pole, her saucer hands clasped below mine. A hooting call answered with crystal stare from wide apart eyes that grazes my shoulder, wounding me.

Fatal Hero

Fatal Hero prose poem

In a small town lived a small boy, who kept wooden swords and guns as toy… ‘Coz he wanted to be a hero and save people, and waited (to be a hero) till his teenage wore purple… But still he

Voyages

Voyages prose poem

Simmering on a distant shore, my minds eye floats upon. Swirling thought upon swirling thought do my reflections grow. Infinite realms offer fertile grounds to burrow through. Mountains of realities the minds eye sees one as real as them all.

Unicorn

Unicorn ode

it only has one horn which is why it’s called a unicorn if it had two horns it would be called a twonicorn the purpose of a unicorn is to provide a ride for a beautiful naked lady- usually a

It’s Not Good For Me To Fall For Either Of You

It’s Not Good For Me To Fall For Either Of You short poem

Fast winds and salty sea spray You’re the one on my mind Tanned skin and hair astray How could we have been so blind? Country songs at the background Falling in love with another Could you still stick around? In

Beauty Of She

Beauty Of She short poem

Looking at the locks of her hair the way she set them free, it is the time you lose your sincerity, dive into the beauty of she ……….. Now seeing her face sparkling bright in the dim light as that

World In My Head

World In My Head prose poem

It is idealism to think that life will always be as sweet as honey When a man always think about pretty things in this crazy world he will always fall as a victim of sadness because you will not always

All In The Name Of God ?

All In The Name Of God  ? prose poem

Violence !Bloodshed ! Massacre ! Hatred and callousness having its nasty play across the globe, inflicting myriad miseries on innocent people here and there, every now and then . And all these insane acts in the name of God !

So Tell Me, Which Is For Real?

So Tell Me, Which Is For Real? prose poem

This must be for real? gasped the yellow budded calyx That must be true. Answered the wasp. Time for me to lapse into another – those petals. But which of you is for real? Questioned the bud again. Said the

Siblings Lane

Siblings Lane long poem

I fall back into time and remember how loving and caring both of you were… What great time we had together…. Be it our Verbal Duel in English, Or, rickshaw journey to School together. After school snacking of Kachori and

Gothic

Gothic short poem

Silver dagger Shadow of a stranger Ominous danger In a dark, dark place unknown down deep where very few have ever gone And you, you in all your mysterious and Gothic ways that strange look in your eyes is like

A Faithful Friend

A Faithful Friend long poem

How can i thank A most faithful friend Who by my side Has always been Who’s never judged Nor left my side Everyday together But left at night This friend whose name I never knew Who never spoke This friend

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I am the shore and the sea luring myself in a ritual dance, quenching my earthen thirst with the liquid peace of my soul’s meat- the tumultuous clay’s restlessness numb in ephemeral, soothed by the penetrating rhythm of the immutable

Smoke And Coffee

Smoke And Coffee short poem

In the present I look out the night window coffee steaming through the smoke A reflection of myself looking into my eyes A child, never a child, a lingering old soul with no true idea of what a soul is,

Urban Fox

Urban Fox prose poem

When he comes, he visits her at night. Entering her personal space, uninvited but nonetheless welcome. She does not know his schedule; dreadful expectation. Absences unexplained. Too wary to search for answers, prepared to forgive for shared moments. His silent

Lips Of Moon Were Hot

Lips Of Moon Were Hot short poem

Eggs went freezing in the sap. Lips of moon were hot. In the flare up, the rebel had cast doubt on cartridge. Missiles were unique but, hands trembled – concept of sky was a lie. Saturn and moon were coming

The Beauty Around

The Beauty Around short poem

With fruits and flowers bound There stand the mighty trees Bent with the touch of nature And covered with the beauty of love As when upon a trance summer night You are seen as a green of peace Tall oaks

Poet’s Dilemma

Poets Dilemma long poem

In the comfort of my room I sit and scribble all the sundry and sometimes seriously on varieties of topic I build my own world of poetry and assume I am the master of philosophy of life and have solution

Multiple Facets

Multiple Facets short poem

A holed balloon cannot hold air, A cracked pot can never contain water, But I dont know how, I’m amazed and wow, A broken heart can contain and hold love, Is it something against the natural physics ? Or is

High On Poems

High On Poems short poem

Emotions and feelings traverse through minds of thinkers, Each of the moment spent on thinking paves way unto the goal of joy, Smile is the way once shared and expressed, Laughter is the sign of experienced felt and voiced, May

Innocent Souls

Innocent Souls short poem

Tears has been shed some innocent lives has been groaning inside. Some being the part of the miracle got a new life after walking out from the hell. Begging for lives begging to get rescued their hands are hunting for

Dig The Floor Of The Moon

Dig The Floor Of The Moon short poem

A fear stalks me on the road. Sun was very aloof and cold. Cannot stop the decline, give me prayers of your lips. You talk of dark children dying when I was losing consciousness. Will not question the ink of

Apathy

Apathy long poem

The dry leaves cover the ground, soon the snow will fall , In the Winter of my life, I know I am there, Everything is so bleak, but I just don’t care. People killing others, for no reason at all,

A Companion … Incognito!

A Companion ... Incognito! short poem

Life is a series of relationships, Which come & go as time drips. A consolidated sequence of life is lew, But the list of happy moments are few. Living life with that only one, And not an analogy of some.

Oh Terrorists!

Oh Terrorists! short poem

The error of terrorism, they say, it is the power of belief. When the blood paints the earth, they say, it is the color of relief! The mask they wore, shows, how cowardly they are, The pain they caused, reminds,

Literary Affair

Literary Affair short poem

Rows and rows of books wearing pressed monogrammed jackets aligned at attention upon the shelves edges stained lightly by time. To wring out one more droplet of thought from drying script These aging eyes thirst to caress sweet ebony lines