Gender-sensitisation Poems

Gender-sensitisation poems bring the best collection of short and long gender-sensitisation poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great gender-sensitisation 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-sensitisation poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on gender-sensitisation are here for you.

Notions

Notions short poem

I thought you would walk behind, but you went ahead. I felt your place is at home, but you went to rule the world. I believed knowledge is my domain, but you invaded that terrain. I was conditioned to believe

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A Page From The Diary Of A Broken Heart

A Page From The Diary Of A Broken Heart short poem

The heart that refused to beat ever again, broke mine. I know now I have been heart broken only once No it was not low scores in a test Not a crush ignoring me A guy two timing No it

Near To You, Still Far Apart

Near To You, Still Far Apart short poem

The pain still looms you have drifted away like clouds in vast sky still I can feel your touch You are near to me still so far like a butterfly carried in strong winds memories etched in my heart cannot

Ravi Varma’s Orchestra

Ravi Varmas Orchestra short poem

A beautiful portrait of lovely ladies hangs in front of me in my workplace gazing at them I often wonder- – Where, where have we come from being them? ? Bejewelled, bedecked, beautified – -an epitome of adornment coy, silent.demure.humble

Dawn Breaks

Dawn Breaks short poem

When the dawn does break, The earth it is asleep, The sun stretches its shadows, Along empty streets they creep. The tweeting of the birds, The shrill sound of their song, The twittering and the chattering, They talk the whole

Moving On

Moving On short poem

We laughed and We shared, A friend, you were, I knew I know you well, Wanting you to be happy, all the times you dwell. Then, one day you said, I was more than a friend, It was different with

Phases Of The Road

Phases Of The Road short poem

driving into twilight a warm day smelling of road dust crops in the field their low green bodies growing duller as the headlights come on the radio stations change format from news to music crepuscular animals are creep out skunks

Simple Search

Simple Search short poem

Let’s look together, in the tight, dark corners. Look in the tough, raw twilight– Once, I thought I found a bed, under a dome of stars. I tried to sleep. The world is always fresh. Everyone is always looking for

Hot Noon In Lucknow

Hot Noon In Lucknow short poem

I used to envisage in my childhood To stay in a place where, There is neither hot nor cold. And, my dream came true When I got a job in Bangalore I stayed there for a half decade I loved

What Love Means To Me

What Love Means To Me short poem

True love knows no pain…love Is a rare and precious thing and Has no chains…true love is the Dream of dreams and love to me Means never having to be lonely Doing whatever it takes to make That one special

The Pursuit Of Chastity

The Pursuit Of Chastity prose poem

Though not a right, may I seek a fading, but yet worthy pursuit? For the many whose pursuit of chastity in marriage grinds to a halt, Could it not be due in part to being pulled toward illusions of grandeur?

Beyond

Beyond elegy

Beyond the monstrous face Beyond the fenced feelings Beyond the dark night that came after our sun. Beyond the tongue that turned our lives, Into an orchestra of fights and we bowed for the end. Behind the screaming silence Behind

Maybe A New Year Non-wish?

Maybe A New Year Non wish? short poem

Hmmm … now for a New Year 2015 Non-wish … Morph into that garden snail, idling around, salivating around, barely undulating a slimy inch within an orgasm-hectic New Year dawn. Perhaps no more thoughts, no more ideation, no self-quantification in

Poem To Jesus

Poem To Jesus short poem

How I long to see you face to face to look into your loving eyes to feel your warm embrace and take a pick in paradise… Oh, come and visit me I am waiting for you every day in person

Making Soda

Making Soda short poem

She made her soda by the handful, three handfuls of flour, a pinch of salt, a pinch of soda, a half pint of buttermilk, from an urn, not a carton. She made her soda by the handful, one hand that

Made For Each Other

Made For Each Other short poem

True and sacred relations are made for each other Two hearts met first time in the college To begin an unhackneyed relationship Together they had cup of coffee Together they studied in library The friendship grew into love one day

Humans Must Be Crazy.

Humans Must Be Crazy. prose poem

Our race against extinction. We all come from the same cradle. Though we think ourselves mature. Our childish and petty ways are truly obscene. We are products of our environment, fine tuned to fit the scene. Some are black with

Light Is You

Light Is You short poem

It just kept on running Constantly with all hurdles been crossed Wonderful memories left behind Unforgettable fame that’s written forever It just kept on running With many mouths that hurt With many mouths that praised Packed and stuck in my

Amm.. My Way?

Amm.. My Way? ballad

I don’t know where I stand today, I just know, I’m not okay. Why am I so keen, Untold scenes I haven’t seen. May be there’s something that holds me tight, So my mind and heart do not fight. Deep

Eyes Like Snake

Eyes Like Snake short poem

Your eyes are like snake so charming and so warming Your gait is like a deer which give impression of beer Your all other body gestures are so daring and alarming I have taken you in being wonderfully near and

My Conviction

My Conviction prose poem

People never trusted On my potential, I had none but myself Who had a conviction That someday such a poetry would come Through me That will just reverse the thought process Of the world. People have forced me To change

I will meet you soon

I will meet you soon elegy

I turned back to see emptiness, But never believed my eyes, I kept laughing to avoid loneliness, But never believed they were lies, It was a promise made by her, It was a faith she would never go far, Forgetting

I Will Always Think Of You Derrigs

I Will Always Think Of You Derrigs long poem

I will always think of you Deriggs I always pray for you that you have health, love and happiness When I am home alone I think of you and call you to offer you my greetings Sometimes I even write

Don’t Tell On Me

Dont Tell On Me short poem

Don’t tell on me, but yes, I can’t breathe no more, This smile concealing my frightened soul, I can’t take no more, Don’t tell on me; have lost myself in all these, I’m just a walking robot, no one sees

Beyond

Beyond short poem

Have you ever been on the brink of madness, one step away from losing your mind? Have you ever been so close to chaos, things that made sense got left behind? Don’t look up to him for answers. question the

The Buried Secret

The Buried Secret short poem

A string of colours attached together What a captivating and lovely sight To those eyes who see them as blissful oceans rivers and seas But not to those eyes who know the truth As the truth is not always the

Writing On The Wall

Writing On The Wall prose poem

The day I was born written was the day I would burn The day I went to school written was the fate of what I churn The day I got married written where I am destined The day I retired

Women’s Day

Womens Day short poem

Life starts through her A blessing she confer A pain hard to infer With a sweet ending to refer She stands strong When things go wrong With a smile and a song Filled with hope and faith along She’s is

Sombre Day

Sombre Day short poem

Ushering in a shadowy day, Coral Sky is twisting slowly away From whispering white to sombre grey The gently passing time is slain, From bones of those who did succumb Ushering in a darker day. Blue pastel skies will fade

Role Of Money

Role Of Money short poem

Infant hardly know what is money Child hood is beauty without money Youth is filthy sans money Young age is a struggle to make money Middle age is meant to save money Old age can survive only with money Dead

Let Me Bequeath My Fond Memories To You

Let Me Bequeath My Fond Memories To You long poem

Let me bequeath my fond memories to you Before I depart for the vermilion horizon Beyond the deep blue blur where the birds return at dusk… Memories of lazy winter afternoons beneath clear blue skies Rummaging through curious branches of

Letting You Go

Letting You Go short poem

This is for you. For someone very special in my life. This is the least I could do. At least, before my afterlife. I know how much we’ve been through. I know how much you’ve suffered. For you, this isn’t

You Are My Reminder

You Are My Reminder prose poem

You are a lovely memory; But, today you are only my reminder…. You are my reminder to be careful… Be careful of the people I invest my time in… To see people for what they are And not for who

Sonnet 197

Sonnet 197 sonnet poems

Her songs of love are just as what were known, None saw her eyes bespeak enthrallment felt Exuding from within as sparks have shown, That lent a warmth by which all cares can melt; As sensual marks her ways upon

Panacea

Panacea long poem

To render oil from a snake you first must find a snake buying one from a store is no good to have one place in your hands is no good these frauds illegitimize the oil it can be tasted and

Sculpture

Sculpture prose poem

Identity is a sculpture Sculpted by force Internally Externally By choice We are born blocks Our guardians make the first mark They share the chisel with others With society And the work in progress is put on display How it

Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams short poem

Another day till the sunset bids its goodbye Hour on the hour, time ticks by Alone as always since you are gone Wandering in the sweet memories and our song You sang so liltingly, my heart captured in Cupid’s arrow

Him And The Pink Train

Him And The Pink Train long poem

It hurts so much Every single day Facing the same problems when it all started 2 years ago Not until June 9th Where it will all be over All the pain, the tears and the suffering The short glances, the

Search

Search short poem

SEARCH What is it that we are looking for? Validation? Connection? Approval? Appreciation? Applause? Respect? Love? Acceptance? What is it that drives us on? What is it that gives us hope? What is it that makes us carry on? What

House Of Sin

House Of Sin long poem

A grand old mansion on a hill The stately manor stands there still In the darkness of the night Throughout the window came a light On the veranda I did creep To glowing window for a peek To filthy pane