Glue Poems

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

If I Could Define Love!

If I Could Define Love! short poem

A love story so bold Must be elegantly told A story I must tell When love was really well If it can be measured Love must be treasured In the cold or in the heat Love is sweet Love can

Poems containing references to : Glue

There is an angel….

There is an angel.... short poem

There were tears when you came, There were tears when you left, When you were born they gave you a name. That after you went, but few would recollect. They pulled you down like a tower, They hunted you out

Holopause

Holopause short poem

There’s a mask that everyone wears To shield who they really are inside To hide ugly scars and bury fear So none will know of his inner strife There was a nervous man He had a violently palpitating heart It

Black Sensation

Black Sensation prose poem

There is not enough to water the seeds,not enough to drown the screams It holds me back like a disease but I got to feel at home got to feel my bones and feel the hole in my soul. Escape

Little Girls Hair

Little Girls Hair short poem

Clips, Clamps, Berets, and Bows. School, church, playdates, she goes. But that’s just the beginning of her poor hairs woes. Down again? Up again. Knots again? Brush again. Food again? Comb again. Gum again? Glue again? Brush, and comb again.

An Old Pair Of Jeans

An Old Pair Of Jeans short poem

We stood there, Leaning against the rusted rail. Watching the blend of day and night- With stars slowly coming to life, Shining bright. We watched the purple horizon- Comforted by the passive fire, Of our presence. Like an old pair

All in One

All in One short poem

Little Jenny woke up and rushed to her granny. Granny sat by the window, gazing through ‘the window’ she held, Jenny gave her granny a peck and ran to her mama, Busy as ever, packing her darling’s lunch in ‘that

The Violin Maker

The Violin Maker long poem

The Violin Maker awakes and heats his glue in a coffee can rigged on a hotplate. He is aged and stiff like his wood piles of it stacked and waiting spruce special ordered from Ohio oak pieces from a broken

Poet

Poet prose poem

I’ve fallen in love with the poet In all its dimensions rippling across the pool of time, incarnate in its everything the rosy cheeked and wet lipped girl rattling existential verse over the clamor of a twelve car train, barreling

Through The Flames

Through The Flames long poem

the devil is a trickster can’t find him in Twisted Sister sorry that I missed her aim to fame was through the flames eating Cheetos got your juice frozen got thoughts of the ocean sifting through the latest trends some

No good without evil

No good without evil short poem

Look at me now stare me in my eyes feel the pain, do you? Feel the loss of being right wings torn and clipped lend me some glue. Let me soar up to the moon let’s party where no one

Charlie Chicken Soup

Charlie Chicken Soup ode

He walks down cobbles and blows bubbles for a pilgrimage of constant troubles, closing doors to tax men, running for milk floats, shunning almighty bible bashers, paints the flags of east London fascists Charlie chicken soup with a head like

Sullied Sands

Sullied Sands short poem

Dark ink flows through trembling hands, telling of doom in distant lands with hate as fuel and tyranny it’s goal, the ink seeks to blacken the brightest soul. The sands of time blow soft through the dunes, sullied and tarnished

I Am You

I Am You short poem

Ask yourself, Who am I, Then when you’ve tried effortlessly hard You’ll get a positive reply. Like, I am the last king of the universe, Which is an enormous lie, But you still see it as the truth, Even though

Two Fireflies

Two Fireflies prose poem

The whisky, the dream, and the cold sky The river below cries a lullaby Two street lights flicker and die Stars twinkle, the moon and two fireflies Our friends sleeping below, it’s just you and me Words are easy, they

No Penny For Dreams

No Penny For Dreams short poem

Hope and dreams Fill Schemes. Slippery as soap Both dreams and hope. My dreams have seen The things that might have been. The sweat it seems Is a part of my dreams. I sit by the streams With moonlight dreams.

Bitter-sweet Torment

Bitter sweet Torment short poem

Pain, why must you stay? I thought you would leave, In a mere day. Pain, I despise you, You consume my emotions, As stubborn as glue. Pain, we have known each other, For quite sometime, If I was a dim-lit

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Community

Community short poem

I was made in a community Where most seeked unity But hate flowed fluently Filled with Ghosts and dried blood stains! I was raised by the village, love wasn’t given mutually But financial balances created separation Anger left hearts vacant

Broken

Broken short poem

Broken from the inside out Pieces of my heart run through my veins Hurt and disappointment have broken my heart. I try to fit the pieces back together, as they no longer fit. I hide the hurt with a fake

Snowline

Snowline short poem

A blank paper invites for rape. Snow sinks for a prelude. The black swan flies away for the quiet hills, when sun was drawing out the blood. Alone I will write a poem beneath the tear soaked eyes and then

Heaven On Earth

Heaven On Earth short poem

There is Heaven somewhere But there is one on the Earth That is a Mother who gives birth More than taking care her child She is glued to her child Noting every movement Laughs when the child laughs Cries when

Walking On The Road Ahead

Walking On The Road Ahead prose poem

They call it On to the quest of mysterious life; I have unlocked many treasures. Each one has its own story, Each one has its own say. Some gave me pleasures immense; Others chased the journey of woods intense. They

Hobby?

Hobby? short poem

What I am doing this time? I write something that ends with rhyme. When I’m alone, I get my guitar or a book Trying to read a poem and composing song with chords. Oh well this time I feel awesome

Love Crime – The Humanity Prejudice(Encounter In Masquerade)

Love Crime   The Humanity Prejudice(Encounter In Masquerade) long poem

This is a delicate porcelain, but, she was broken… Love Crime— The Humanity Prejudice(Encounter In Masquerade) Split emotion, rupture thoughts, Tragic is melted in prejudice, Disguisers of Beast in human form, as cruel as ice, Mercy is tearing, mask is

The Swing

The Swing ballad

I looked out that window that swing still hangs there, today its not swinging it just hands in the air, You wonder you stare those days you remember when you just didn’t care. Go make your excuses and just sit

A Wisp Of Memory

A Wisp Of Memory short poem

To slip into the darkness and feel its cold embrace as the chill night caresses the colour from your pallid, tear-stained face. Inhale the icy air as you drift and feel it tenderly beseeching, its icy tendrils reaching deep into

Rains are here again

Rains are here again short poem

Rains are here again, I am surrounded by hues of blue and grey in the sky, with sunlight filtering in sometime. The earth has wrapped herself in the fabric of flora and fauna has not stayed behind, the buzzing of

A Dream That Sought Solace.

A Dream That Sought Solace. long poem

The weary sun tip toed through crochet clouds To darn lace curtains with golden needles, And to sign its name on criss-crossed trickling waters Making shadows bow down low in obituaries Of another fading day, and on distant Wandering memories,

The Right

The Right short poem

The war is not enough, The death is not enough Now someone maintain a silence Because they want some more death, And many of them want to live, But don’t forget, they want death, So many deaths! Is it mine?

I Wish To Be Your Valentine…

I Wish To Be Your Valentine... short poem

Heartless I was and life, a guarded prison , still you pierced your way through…. Never I saw past black and white , but you made me see the world in lavender hue…. You understood even the unsung thoughts ,

He Loves You

He Loves You short poem

He loves you, He loves you so much He died on the cross for you So you can live in paradise He gave up His life for you… How long will you wait When will you open your heart What

The Lone Survivor

The Lone Survivor sonnet poems

The sound of bugles dins louder at last, The cavalry must be approaching near, Thank God that here, no more did cannons blast, When seen from yonder banks as smoke would clear; And not a stir from all the dead

Not Ten Feet Toll

Not Ten Feet Toll short poem

Entering the room consumes all in the boardroom All eyes rise all phones are placed down without a groan or a sound Walking in proud owning the floor just walked on for sure endowed Honing the sharp minds for the

Blind Love!

Blind Love! short poem

I move mechanically on concrete roads Puzzled surrounding, locked in codes Straight faces, scanning smoke Lifeless existence, a solemn joke. Just then something knocks my brain A figure holding umbrella, when there’s no rain Peace struck shape, no layers of

I Will Wait For You

I Will Wait For You short poem

Near to the equator far from the pole , I will wait for you .. till i reach the goal . From the stars to the milkiway I will wait for you.. till i find your way. Near to the

My Make-up Bag….esp For The Ladies

My Make up Bag....esp For The Ladies short poem

I’ll start with some foundation for this provides my base, It helps hide any blemish that I find upon my face, It smooths out any wrinkles, it softens up my skin, I need to match the shade I need before

Her Astray Light

Her Astray Light short poem

Outside my rain pours, inside your heart weeps More than a breathe in your mistress reeks Girdle me all along, I wanna divest in your cape Where I can probe for the measures of your step The day you assert,

Separation

Separation short poem

The stranger that I am To you, to this whole world The realization sunk into me Dragging me into the depth of loneliness Where did I lose everything? But then, when did I have anything? Life seems to be a

Life With You

Life With You short poem

I tried believing in your lies, But nothing in my life seems right… I got to find a way away from you, I got to hide my drenched eyes..! But only for a while, Will I be gone and back…

The Return Of H.p. Lovecraft

The Return Of H.p. Lovecraft short poem

oblong face like an opal grape crag of nose guarding coinpurse mouth how strange after a brief oblivion – eighty years in the grave leapt an exhalation of moribund mold – body produced as a conjurer’s trick shaken out of