Greek Poems

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

A New Dawn

A New Dawn prose poem

A New Dawn Justice Eluded her But she was On Run Till last gasp But soon surrounded The foul air Lies and deceit Confusion thicken With Past ,pre past links of delinked Whither the path? Now energy lost Treading forward

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How to write a poem? Are you kidding me!

How to write a poem? Are you kidding me! poetry articles

10 ways to write a poem! No sentence in the glory of English language has hit me as hard as this one did. I started writing poetry when I was in class 7th. I still remember the day when this

Shredding Images

Shredding Images short poem

you are not insane enough to write the colorful cichlids of your thoughts are hidden in the bowl with the gray marbles you used to think were dead mens’ eyes then maybe ancient Greek bullets you used to be able

Holy War- An Oxymoron

Holy War  An Oxymoron prose poem

My god’s bigger than your god! no! my god’s bigger than your god! therefore my god can beat up your god! isn’t that what gods are all about? isn’t that what gods are for? to beat each other up- you

Pygmalion

Pygmalion prose poem

She gathers her flying hair into a rocky braid, her eyes blow away into fire, soil and air. Her heart bangs drop, one by one, on the road. Her eyelashes melt into wax covering caves floors. Her stony dress waves

Vibrant Life

Vibrant Life short poem

Between the zeros and the ones, a paisley tablecloth is spread, and atop it rest white lace napkins, the yellow butter and the butter knife, the wine glasses, the teacups, the water jug filled with ice – a mundane scene

Cicero – American Philosophical Society Guest Speaker!

Cicero   American Philosophical Society Guest Speaker! ode

I remained transfixed as the booming voice of this roman majestic orator cleft the hallowed halls of this storied Philadelphia sanctuary. His every word rang as true today as when first uttered prior to when the golden age of Rome

A Promethean Poem

A Promethean Poem short poem

I shall like to live my life as a Promethean poem And steal to earth God’s most sacred fire from heaven! Which prosody, a psalm of echoes in efflorescence; Which beauty, its raison d’être, the extant of essence; Which truth,

I Am Who I Am And It Is What It Is

I Am Who I Am And It Is What It Is short poem

Well I AM WHO I AM and you can like me Or leave me I really don’t give a damn I am a hot-blooded Aries through and through And I will have my way if it’s the last thing I

Puppy Love

Puppy Love short poem

I used to swoon, gush, internally combust every time i saw your face. At 15, I thought you were sculpted by the greek Gods, I thought each time your skin grazed upon mine, I felt electricity within. Exhilaration. At 20,

Sleepwalking

Sleepwalking short poem

Well there’s a chimpanzee playing in my flower bed, there’s a ghost in my attic raising mortal hell, I must be going crazy ‘cuz I haven’t even taken any pills and this can’t be real, I tell myself you know

Pygmalion

Pygmalion prose poem

Here she gathers her flying hair into rocky curls. Her eyes blow away; fire, soil and air. Her heart bangs drop down, one by one, on the road. Her eyelashes melt into wax covering caves floors. Her stony dress waves

Finding A New Home

Finding A New Home short poem

Generation to generation I witness years passing by Trapped in the days that I don’t remember Through the disasters and the wars And history repeats itself Again I have to find a new home River side or a jungle For

A Taste Of Greece

A Taste Of Greece prose poem

Skies of bright blue Seas of Emerald Green All the colours of the rainbow in between Blue and White upon their flag Bright purple flowers on sandstone coloured walls The sands are white and dark in places The fields are

बूढ़ा हो गया है धर्म !!

बूढ़ा हो गया है धर्म !! kavita

बूढ़ा हो गया है धर्म !! गौर से देखो, तो दिखेगा कि कितना बूढ़ा हो गया है धर्म, झुर्रियाँ दिखने लगीं हैं, इतना कमज़ोर हो गया है कि ठहाकों की आवाज़ से सहम उठता है, डरा हुआ है इतना कि

Refurbishing The Stately Pleasure Dome

Refurbishing The Stately Pleasure Dome short poem

In my imaginary country stoned port authorities deport individuals for bad taste: the absurdity of airbrushed garments or plaid and argyle… Semper fi legal leniency toward serial killers –such immense effort, the extreme exertions of the will that conceals so

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Return

Return short poem

I sat here before Back to the wall The walls spoke of sorrow and fear Now they warm my heart With sparking luminescence Firing bulbs of elegance that Soothe the soul entranced Life has come back In glorious delight Every

The Magical Beings – Humans

The Magical Beings   Humans prose poem

We do not know what we are capable of we can reap all the obstacles off we can build a big building remember how an invention made us capable of flying history has it we built the ivory symbol of

Mirage

Mirage short poem

Take these hot pavements To my horizon of unborn secrets Beating down like a drum Never mind that scorching sun Together, we’ll run. The proliferation we seek Like a soft photosynthesis Blooming in this parched desert What do you think?

He Strums

He Strums ballad

He strums my heart away With each fleeting day Memories come in array Wish such moments were here to stay I wonder if it’s me or just his way! Should he stop I’d fall to dismay! Who knew fingers could

Realpolitik

Realpolitik short poem

Under the tree of learning of another life, the primitive father arrives. Casts a spell of wisdom, between sorrow and death with a speck of tears in circle of beings. But a rain-soaked serpentine path leads to a ravine. A

Remorse

Remorse short poem

Remorse it is consuming me My integrity My peace I look into the mirror Evading my eyes For I see the shadow Of the remorse I converse With you I see it Mirrored in you The discomfort I sense Emanating

Love: It’s A Choice To Make

Love: It’s A Choice To Make long poem

Love, beautiful and vibrant as we know, Each of us experience this as we grow, The emotions they say one can’t hide, But does love also have a darker side? It makes us laugh, it takes us high, But does

Solar Eclipse

Solar Eclipse short poem

The day seemed dark , the light prayed to shower her blessings . But could not . She was taught to osculate the feet of darkness . She hesitated Hesitated to lose dignity , not of contempt and fame .

Cancer In My Veins

Cancer In My Veins long poem

An earthquake in my hearts’ kingdom Peaks and troughs,patterns were random Nurses making the fastest moves Trying to fill my cancerian grooves Blackening my last scarlet blood drop Weakening my smooth breaths’ rope I felt the cracks in closed,transparent, glass

Still Don’t Know When

Still Don’t Know When short poem

Wow! And then I took a deep breath As I reduced the radius between myself and the Garden of Eden I could for the second time See the multitude watch my heart Beat in front of them That wuss character

Velocity Of Life

Velocity Of Life short poem

Life is like bubbles being made in summer drizzling rain So, transitory in nature but full of pain broken chain In chainless chain all loss termed into gain Without destination, fast running train With intensity makes sane insane Bruises of

Through A Cat’s Eyes

Through A Cats Eyes short poem

She stands on all four a guild of colors and patterns- rubbing off mystery and heed with pries for eyes! I reach for her head; she purrs faster than my pitapat. I go back to my kitchen, shut the door,

Common Man’s Common Tragedies

Common Mans Common Tragedies short poem

Broken Mind Do not be Kind, Yell all you want. Swallowed by the giant, you have no right to fight. From bill to being ill, face it what I thrust upon, Bear it, you are the pawn. Thy desperation is

God – Part 1

God – Part 1 short poem

The one who is associated directly Is Him, who leaves us sad barely. He who keeps us healthy and beefy Smart and needy, fat and bony. Go, bow, pray, and implore She – Goddess Padmavati, in an alley. He knows

Home

Home prose poem

Some say the Garden of Eden was a myth, that such a beautiful place never existed. The Universe is a cold forbidding, inhospitable place, a place filled with frozen gases, balls of fire, cosmic radiation that can fry one alive,

When Roses Bleed Thorns

When Roses Bleed Thorns ballad

When roses bleed thorns- it’s time to prune them. Waiting for seasons to change- is like waiting for silence to resolve- conflicts- a game of pride and rank. When roses bleed thorns- thistles outgrow the rosebuds; until color is lost

The Toll

The Toll short poem

found discarded in a blackberry verge rebar caked in layers dirt and rust like an alien archeologist might lovingly wrest from a sandy pit blow it clean with lepidopterous lips much heavier than appears it should strains elbow and shoulder

Only Connect

Only Connect short poem

The sting of the wind On this cold spring day Reminds me of my Ancestors who rode This same wind As they trudged to work On early shift. This connection, now, is In my blood Deep in what I mean

Reuben For Christmas

Reuben For Christmas short poem

From the streets of San Francisco in 1984 There came a stranger knocking on our door He was known by all in the neighbourhood His name was Reuben and he wanted food We gave him a meal and it was

Life – A Drama

Life   A Drama short poem

I was send to the ‘Cradle’ of earth To perform the ‘Drama’ of life The set was ready, co-actors too. I felt easy to play my role As my character had hardly anything to do Years flew by; I too

Love Sonnet 190

Love Sonnet 190 sonnet poems

Enclosed and trapped by night, I cringed then wept, While lucky to escape were thoughts for you, When through a slit, so narrow, they had crept; And wished I that towards your dreams they flew; As I have longed to

If Feelings Were Sculptures.

If Feelings Were Sculptures. short poem

A lovely feeling, surprisingly drenched in passion, an emotion that’s fleeting, but stronger each time, spilling from my soul, with ink on paper. I wonder at my own predicament, in a fearless emotion, that isn’t tangible, the sculptures of a

Tear Drops

Tear Drops short poem

Like the rain drops Falling from the sky They roll down my cheeks Unstoppable when they find Me with myself “A dear friend I am Never leaving by your side” They claim: in sorrow and pain In joy and lame

Dead Tree Garden

Dead Tree Garden short poem

There are just too many ghosts here To this haunted villa… Another day, another month, another Year well this is driving me crazy I’ve got to get out of here You make me nervous and I can’t Deal with the