Gusto Poems

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

Festivals

Festivals short poem

Festivals come and Go The Rich celebrate with gusto The middle class try to appease God and they celebrate too The poor and down trodden left wondering what is it all about When your kitty and tummy is filled you

Poems containing references to : Gusto

Tragedy Of Trans Gender

Tragedy Of Trans Gender prose poem

Couple gets attracted to unite in Bliss Couples Union culminates in anticipation of baby Couple dreams of either a Boy or a Girl Couple celebrate with gusto if the child is either Couple will be crest fallen if the child

Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning short poem

God is waiting condensed within the church for the mosaic of belief to arrive. a mile away the minister is loosely holding the steering wheel of his aged sedan stunned by visions of dazzling supermarket aisles barking abundance and glittering

Relationship

Relationship long poem

Unknown to each other in the Real world Man and woman fall in love in Virtual world Though They are not in touch physically they feel they are inseparable mentally Without knowing each other how the other look they get

A Conventional Man

A Conventional Man short poem

A foggy atmosphere everywhere, Some vendors on street; Few buyers moving here and there, There,a Man returning lonely after sumptuous eat. No gusto , No sorrow, A complete mannequin face; Nothing to throw, But to just grab everything and race

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*Return Journey

*Return Journey short poem

I forgot, was it me in a body pile draped in dust, still hot, bruised, burnt, a mad megalomaniac starting a civil war, creating suicide bombers, young virgins inhaling death? This journey under the guns, displacing hapless thousands, will reach

The Cry Of A Poor Mother

The Cry Of A Poor Mother short poem

When in this deep poverty, I look around and see the haves, My heart burns with anger, They have it all, I have nothing, They took everything away, And we, the have nots, Live in deep poverty, Hardly affording three

A Criminal’s Conscience

A Criminals Conscience short poem

His mind was cultured for vicious activities, His passion criminal perfections and dual identities, His soul lingered on malicious immoralities, His goal to torture and destroy individualities. He stood on the gateway with a loaded gun, He opened the gate

For Students’ Sake – 2

For Students Sake – 2 short poem

Life has been never so humorous It is also not so rancorous. All teachers care for dangerous Children who lead life glamorous. But life my dear is not sonorous; It is much largely murderous. Teachers are the right rigorous, Who

Love Sonnet 199

Love Sonnet 199 short poem

Love dances in the glitter of her smile, Reflections of the promise in her eyes, Unfolding slowly, wishful to beguile, To give away what silence oft denies; Yet, words despoil the essence of the act; Is not a sigh enough

What Comparison?

What Comparison? short poem

The displaced years cling to your body like an extended death. I wanted to see what could not be seen by clutching. the lifeless doubts. Emotions play: potentials are threatened. Remaining alert becomes a punishment. I grieve for the dementia,

A Better Person

A Better Person short poem

You are doing all you can, And I’m so proud of you. You have changed so much, You have become something new. A much better person, Than you were before. For you have fought the battles, And have finally won

Once Upon

Once Upon short poem

Robbing the silence of heights to undo the whole sky, you lean on an enigma to become reverential, elevated by an absurd system; I was still pursuing fidelity in the rubble of meaningless life; not faith, but the certain urge

A Mother’s Last Embrace

A Mothers Last Embrace short poem

One night I had an uneasy dream I was at Mother’s Wake A woman entered the viewing room I wanted to scream It was my Deceased Mother Followed by her Dead Sister Stella A third woman without a face Carried

Mutilated Tree

Mutilated Tree short poem

Her words cut into him like a sword tearing deep into his flesh he uttered not a word She ruined his fascination erasing what was attained before it has gone; that simple infatuation A complaining spirit crept in, and constantly

Firebird

Firebird short poem

Every night by candlelight I go to you on the wings of a Firebird and you are there waiting for me in your red cape where fire burns outside the snow… you reach out for me without saying a word,

Selection

Selection short poem

A white cat crosses your path jinxed by a human again bad enough to be so strange but to be cursed several times a day is worse than incubating a squirming litter with no nest in sight to deliver them

Hidden

Hidden short poem

Something to believe is miles away Searching for reason,one reason,desperately, to give up; Hope I can pretend I am dreaming Tough whirling pain inside, want it to die; Days turned out cloudy and foggy Not a moment to live in..

The Self

The Self long poem

Meditating quietly, On the self within, In the serene calm of mind Devoid of motion or sound Every day, Like a vibration, With a speed of thought, I travel manifold universes & Beyond, Amusing my-self In various lokas¹, Ever shining,

Beyond The Looking Glass

Beyond The Looking Glass short poem

Though I clearly see Paralleling traits, Corresponding facets Astonishingly quaint This complex, albeit moving, Prominent connection Holds a minute blemish Worthy of reflection. Contrast, yes there’s one, A distinction can be drawn, For you’re rarely right, While I’m never wrong!

Unfelt

Unfelt short poem

Centre of the belly is the core, core of my life. vividly, vibrantly, courageously lashing out at all the fine points. Ripping through veins and scattering through wounds. slithering to clear. splurging out, splurging, splashing, splashing, splashing mess, mesh covered.

I Will Love You Forever

I Will Love You Forever short poem

Well every now and then I have to pinch Myself to see if I’m not dreaming for even In my wildest dreams I never dreamed I’d ever find someone as tender hearted And sweet on me like you…I guess it

Thou

Thou short poem

Thou happened to me as happenth an enlightenment To a lonely thinker who seekth a truth in clouds, As the wildest storm unwanted, unforsighted, And benignly coped all my bleeding flaws. Yeah, surely thou a creature of the Artist, Of

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

The Ideal Couple

The Ideal Couple short poem

A Couple always shares The Rose is for her And the thorn is for him A Couple always smiles The Gold biscuit is for her And the Biscuit is for him The couple is always happy She often goes to

Sweet Memories

Sweet Memories short poem

I remember you and all the things we used to do You’d think I’d cry going back in time recalling us But I’m over that now and all that remains are Sweet Memories, Sweet Memories of a past love Although

Voices Within

Voices Within short poem

If emotions were sounds, And feelings could be heard, What would be the loudest? And would some be unheard? Huff-puff, rattle, grunts and slurs! Would we just hear random noises? Whistles, whispers, shouts and roars! Or beautifully harmonizing inner voices?

Wounded Pride

Wounded Pride short poem

Generation grips, I am the street in dysphoria. You run, shout, the arc bleeds, you become your enemy that kills the alphabets A statue was hung upside down to eject the violence from plastic lips. Blood stained sidewalk throws a

Drifting Away

Drifting Away short poem

I forgot to tie her to the dock Now I’m forced to sit here, I can’t swim Watching her drift away one last time. Memories flood my mind The storms she and I survived The bountiful seasons we had together

Loving People

Loving People prose poem

It must have been at least five years ago that I saw him for the first time I must admit, his looks and the way he dressed, were not the inviting kind He was quiet, presented no threat to anyone;

I Repair Broken Hearts

I Repair Broken Hearts long poem

I’m that light, at the end of a dark tunnel, shinning dimly, You doubt if I can help, despite my many whispers & calls, I can feel all your anger, sorrow, lost hope, curses & wishes, And here I am,

Sorrow After Infidelity

Sorrow After Infidelity elegy

That night, Together we ate the forbidden fruit, With such a ravenous appetite, No sorrow, no regrets, Just smiles, Holding each other tightly, Like we’ll never let go, No one else mattered, Only we did. Day by day, Life seemed

Wind

Wind short poem

The value of wind is known, When it is hot and humid. The value of friendship is known, When the Friend is gone forever. The value of Money is known, When all squandered and none left. The value of parents

Mirror

Mirror short poem

As I look into the mirror I see a face looking at me Not one I want to be I don’t want to see I don’t want anyone to see What is in the mirror A face so weary Just

Why

Why short poem

You run through my veins like blood, I close my eyes only to see your face, the tug on my heart assures me you are still there. We had our time, we have moved on I see you and I

Crossing

Crossing short poem

The body was arched in a denial mode on the rose bed, unsettling human emotion in the train of lots. A broken chain of thoughts outranking the holiness of crime. I am not getting the signals of fire, sparks or

Willow Tree

Willow Tree short poem

The years in front are Now shorter than the Ones behind. I lay awake At night, wondering how It will end. It will be sudden, Or not sudden, obviously. A long decline into madness? That’ll do me. Loss of hair,

A Child’s Eye

A Childs Eye long poem

Imagine a world of love and laughter; of fun filled days and freedom till after the tea time call or the playtime bell, get back into line or you’ll catch some hell. Imagine a world of wonder and jest; of

Write As Rain

Write As Rain short poem

Breeze rippling sheer embroidered patches as sunlight streaming shadows prance across plastered walls… As precipitation mist cool Floridian rays beaming tin roofs. Winter temps once again; no show. pre-Black Power, post-slavery; steel railroad tracks line wooded villages alluring Negro Parramore

An Ode To A Bond

An Ode To A Bond ode

What is it that binds, In the passing of time, By invisible chords, That time can’t wear off? As strong and deep rooted A tie that can never snap, Holds the threads, That bind us together. A bond stronger, By