Highness Poems

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

You Are My Highness

You Are My Highness prose poem

When you stretch your body with wind those moments I feel thrilling and zestful a serene and tranquil heaven for me and for your thirsty lovers it is restful Sharing your smile with galaxy of stars you are so delectable

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Poems containing references to : Highness

The Uncrowned Queen

The Uncrowned  Queen short poem

In my Solitude I looked all around- To sooth my mind. I noticed, a little Sparrow Starting its nest. Day by day, I watched the little bird The progress of construction was going on With small grasses and pieces of

Terry Hero

Terry Hero ode

Sweet emotions slow through human, A great human man. My loving man I don’t want to get broken, He has me now to be very out spoken. I wish to be his wife, And I know as of now we

Welcome To Pakistan

Welcome To Pakistan short poem

Serene azure skies, dewy grasses and towering trees Divine, soothing and gentle is the forenoon’s breeze So fragrant is our soil, and couth is every rain Sightseers here buoyant on their visit remain The sun when yellows the unlit shadowy

Rotten Red Rose

Rotten Red Rose sonnet poems

I bought a bouquet of rubies for Rose, I thought, ‘how they were young, so bloody red!’ I was in love with love, blinded from woes, A Fool to not see you’d rather me dead. But the day I bought

Craig De Num

Craig De Num long poem

Dog Soldiers of the secret Scottish regimen Go in op of your creatures that lurk in The shadows I know you’ve found more Monsters than the world knows and the Labyrinth of your coven remains legend Since many hundred years

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Strangers

Strangers short poem

Would it be okay if I sat here for a while, Maybe we could contemplate together, Others may not notice but I can see your smile, Its sincerity has changed just like the weather. I know you do not know

Justine’s First Kiss

Justines First Kiss short poem

Her clothes had come to represent imperfection: the moment came on the night and in the way she’d imagined but with much more friction. sitting on the steps with April’s cold needling her bottom she tried to shift her sweater

Hopeful Eyes

Hopeful Eyes short poem

What sad weary eyes we have that see, in all the world, such poverty and pointless pain. Would not the sunlight bathe upon it if we simply look again? For the eye of the beholder may choose the depth of

Happened

Happened short poem

He climbs on his being, crawls like a lizard; frightens. Sometimes after, in a shock falls back. Runs away leaving behind a trembling trail. ———————————— He climbs on his being, crawls like a lizard; frightens. Sometimes after, in a shock

The Shadow

The Shadow prose poem

I give you a shoulder to cry on, endless night talks, lamentations & worries, I have made your problems my burden, support both emotionally & physically, These four walls have seen it all, love, worry, regret & the thief of

God We Blame You

God We Blame You prose poem

GOD we blame you for the evil that we do. Why don’t you keep coming to our rescue, just wipe it all away, make everything new, so the crazy and foolish things we can continue to do, then maybe, we

Do You Bleed

Do You Bleed short poem

Did you see sparrows any more? Did you listen to the songs of dropping rain? Did you ever dream of sunshine…? This what we have done to us So close to life yet so far This is what we have

A Winter

A Winter short poem

Night before stood sentry on ice cracked edge of North Gawber pit above Willow Bank, known site for Frogbit, Whorled WaterMillfoil waters edge, and I in the dark contemplate ice in bone. Whorled Water Millfoil survives harshest icy blast, turions,

The Last Snowfall

The Last Snowfall short poem

Descending schools of clear droplets wash away yesterday, Thunder bellows and shakes …stirs thoughts adrift in the distance, trickles of fine creeks merge on the bedroom window pane. ..and I reflect back to a man…an essential friend… His last night.

Kamikaze

Kamikaze long poem

So cold But so still Will my well Begin to kill my Own selfish ways Or should I just stay Frozen in order to decay In the mist of the bay May I fly to die? Or soar to become

Love’s footsteps

Love’s footsteps short poem

As the beggars that never rest, when I knock and knock on closed doors, don’t ask me ‘why?’. As the waves that never tire, when I pour and pour myself on heartless rocks, don’t ask me ‘why?’. I am just

Stage Fright

Stage Fright long poem

Anxious, tense at all times, something feels wrong, Like singing the wrong words to a song, Lost are rhythm, time and the rhyme, knowing so little, responsibilities become blind Through corruption of youth, A lesson in time, feeling I am

Red And White

Red And White short poem

blemish of the needle in eye spreads: do you still see the moon in the hills, outstripping the aura of midnight? resilient, waiting for a renaissance, for a finger on the lips in dark, to read the symptoms, feeling floral

Atypical World

Atypical World short poem

A fancy tale of fairies and wings, white worlds, blue stars, and cabbages and kings. Red dust, grey planet of quintessential beings, where the deaf hear melodies and the dumb man speaks. On fine wines, the fellows dine. All sass,

Deviations

Deviations long poem

Why are you afraid of deviations? It’s a natural phenomenon, When medium is changed light deviates, And the seven beautiful colors, Appear as a beautiful rainbow, Plurality is the offshoots of singularity, Let these colors play their roles, On the

The Walk Of Life

The Walk Of Life short poem

I don’t know it’s the right turn or the wrong, Walking down the deserted dark road, Knowing not its a puddle filled way with thorns Or a soothing walk on a rosy bay, A beam of sunlight, A ray of

My Five-five-fingers

My Five five fingers long poem

I My five-five-fingers of my hands Zestfully lived In serenity. The three thrill fingers of my right hand: Thumb, index finger and middle finger Stoutly lived civilly and gleefully Amongst her BROTHERS: They rested gleefully upon the placid, SHARP-SABLE-POINTED-DART. II

I Will Always Smile

I Will Always Smile short poem

Lost in dream, a world of my own. A place where I feel, my words have grown. On this fake world care and humanity are all one big lie, I just want to sit alone and cry. Our whole nation

Incorporated

Incorporated short poem

Helter skelter in vain he tries. The guilt, the angst he ever denies. A chimp in a suit will he realize? Lost and jaded any surprise?

Universal Signature

Universal Signature short poem

A frequency traveling, when parallel a vibration, oneness that awakens, Such a Miraculous sensation. As Colors of light we shun, a karma left undone. Waves rolling ashore, the hand at which is born. Crustacean of the night, one day take

The One

The One short poem

The lightness you feel at the oneness he brings As you melt in his thoughts with all his allure, Nothing could match the pleasantness that rings The lightness one feels, at all things pure. A feeling that no words can

85 Improvisations On One Smile

85 Improvisations On One Smile prose poem

(1) A smile is a butterfly just taking a break on a soldier’s helmet. (2) A smile is an ember emerging out from snow. (3) A smile is a children’s clothesline hung between two ears. (4) A smile is an

Fresh Studies

Fresh Studies prose poem

Sometimes, what you find in a study can only be expressed in the way that you walk it out. Occasionally, one can attempt to explain in words what his recent studies have revealed. Many things that we have already learned

Fixed Flux

Fixed Flux short poem

Looking beyond the window I always wanted to shut my eyes. No sky could hold my head. I didn’t want to see the innocent smiles vanishing from the moulded faith. The smell of burning leaves wafts through the catacomb of

Shadows Of Her

Shadows Of Her long poem

His obsession radiates deep into realms of eternity of the most dark, sinister and raw nature and he listens as the darkness of her whispers in the deep midnight hour “Do you dare to love such shadows as me?” He

Youth – Part 2

Youth – Part 2 short poem

Life’s all phases are boredom Except the youth – the handsome. The only stage full of chasm Is none than of Soldier’s column. Here we are full of sound strum Which separate us from scum. Our experience is a bit

Warning Bell

Warning Bell short poem

Gong ! Gong ! Gong ! There goes the bell, A sign of doom, Army of darkness from the hell. Run everyone run ! Run before you are dead, Before you witness your kin’s chopped off head. Gong ! Gong

Vacation

Vacation prose poem

Sun glistening off the tropical bay. White cotton balls float by reflecting Suns rays. Surf down below melodically soothing the way. Vistas of ocean from the left to the right, spotted with green jewels enhancing the sight Sea birds floating

Not Made For Each Other

Not Made For Each Other long poem

After all the arguments and a little fight I had to give in and register on a matrimonial site Uploading the pics and bio data was such a pain I always knew it would go in vain Setting up the

You, Cinna

You, Cinna short poem

And you, Cinna, asked me ‘Write the best poem ever written’ You, who died burnt and beaten As no strength poet, for poets find Strength when Muse kisses their mind, And let them spread message of the strongest kind May

The Buddha Was Going To Weep

The Buddha Was Going To Weep short poem

For the fusion of minds let the long vigil of night begin for a cultural shock. Prayer wheels were whirring furtively. The Buddha was going to weep. Imperial march of hundred thousand boots in fever wakens the darkness under the

The Circles

The Circles prose poem

Looked at the outside of steel window Around in the dark, awesome feelings into the mid-night air What the news was brought in the feelings! Eyes of the orphan cat was flaming on the corridor. Waiting for the light in

Never Say It When Am Gone

Never Say It When Am Gone short poem

Is that fair? Waiting to say all that when am gone Is this how friends be? ‘’He was an intelligent person Full of wisdom only he was careless’’ You say. Why saying that when am gone? Why? Why? Why? You

Fear

Fear short poem

I fear this fear The fear of the unseen, untold It gnaws my insides Disturbing my soul Filling me with distress This fear has been a constant Racking through my nerves Shaking me up Rendering me hopeless I live under