Infidelity Poems

Infidelity poems that pour the pain of heart after being betrayed and left to a fearful vacuum. These poems on Infidelity will not just touch your heart but will make you realise how fragile relationships really are.

Love for infidelity..

Love for infidelity.. short poem

The frost of that winter evening was a witness , when the wounds caused by your hair as they moved across my face called me infidel. In the seduction of your sad eyes , my lips which were unconscious in

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

Infidelity

Infidelity short poem

Some play a game of win or lose With the many partners they choose Then try to get down and dirty And forget you without any pity They always play by rigged rules So they always win and never lose

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Adultery

Adultery short poem

begins from heart with what eye sees, and what ear hears, passion it creates, unquenchable emotion it turns on; hunger and thirst- it creates between lovers. adultery-forbidden fruit- it lays on table, poison-it presents as dessert, aroma of death, it

A Hell Turned Paradise

A Hell Turned Paradise short poem

My beloved I always remember Once my soul Had taken a ride On a marital-bliss river Jubilant nothing or no one Could put us asunder. But after I learnt You have sown mistrust On the fertile ground Of my heart

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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?

Every Wife’s Love Affair

Every Wife’s Love Affair short poem

Her contemplation is blue, like Monalisa’s portrait; That smilingly caresses with her latent tears. Nobody knows, When She cravingly sobs and; Where she wishfully cries; And who knows? When, she’d sacrifice her next smile; Her every smile in love. Her

Sanguine Fervour

Sanguine Fervour prose poem

You’re welcome in! I’ve seen you…. In my dreams, as in life, echoing the velvet onyx abyss of your soulless heart, And sweetly enshrouded with the eternal stench of history’s charm. The doors, portcullis to my chamber, lay stark wide,

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Someday Someplace

Someday Someplace short poem

Yet be another dawn as pristine and pure With captivating awe and everlasting allure Sun rise once again same as since before Exuding perfect glory to behold and adore Stray clouds wafting free spirited unbound Casting soft shadows on perfect

Love

Love ballad

Love. Many of us have asked many times what is love. Love is a woman and a man with an outstretched hand. Love is giving at all cost. Love is never worrying about loss. Love can be a game. Love

Backtracking

Backtracking short poem

Leave something for me to imagine. A skeleton in a pond leaps to the moon. In an air bubble lies the history of a suspended name, wasted away on water. A war is declared on the family of words, not

Mountain City

Mountain City long poem

Well and this Mountain that overlooks the Sea has always been my sanctuary…I love the bright lights of the harbor and the sounds of the waves at night makes me think now that we are many, many miles apart well

Conclusion

Conclusion short poem

So long all my comrades here all comes to an end Fitting to seek absolution for lapses I didn’t intend Trudge deemed eternal was fleeting in contrast It slipped past so rapidly not much long did it last Rues a

Streets

Streets short poem

Homeless vets fill our streets dealing with addictions they cannot beat Stand on street corners begging for food Often standing with broken down shoes It makes me sad to see what happened to them Returned home to anger and hate

A Letter To Adele In My Head

A Letter To Adele In My Head long poem

*Read as Macloghin, with a g, not an f Angriness paves way to thought and it is me who is thinking, though I feel otherwise, and see whoever it was that god in that song, telling me to be clown’s

End Of Days

End Of Days short poem

The wind swept trees stand tall like Hercules with all his strength, for here in this place lies the dead and dying of mankind. Here in this turmoil we also see God. Within the desert the winds are stirring again

Forced To Stay Awake

Forced To Stay Awake short poem

The weather is not letting me sleep in peace, Humidity seems monsoon’s closest niece. Last two days I am kept awake all night, And had to tolerate an absconded fight, With the humidity that prevails till now, I have to

HICCUPS

HICCUPS short poem

Hic, Hic-Hic, Hic-Hic-Hic…! The night Lay in the Veil of darkness Letting out A series Of hiccups One after another While The Sun Shone brightly Lighting the world Down under! Was the night Getting wary Of doing long hours Of

The Chance

The Chance short poem

It was not a fleeing moment Or a few hours by the clock Not even an eventful day There were weeks to contemplate And months to weigh the ups & downs Before the decision was taken Tears were shed, emotions

The New Epithalamion

The New Epithalamion short poem

The sacred fire smoulders fast turning its witness false. the uncared hymns of the priest melt unnoticed in the fragrant smoke; the holy books keep silent and negotiations for metals and notes go on; they never observe the heart that

My Grandmother

My Grandmother ode

My grandmother is truly grand to the letter unique in every way, she made me better My grandmother brought me out of the cold delicate strong woman, she made me bold My grandmother is a masterpiece all year round in

Broken

Broken short poem

If only I could vanish from your prying eyes I would slip away into a dream of mines I’d return unto a time from long ago A time before I fell below below your feet where I’m stepped upon What

A Spirit’s Tale

A Spirit’s Tale short poem

They brought back saddle without the warrior. Wrinkled eyes of a broken mother frozen with tears, pick up the pieces of carpet woven with blood. Lotuses are disappearing from the serene lake; migrated to seeds. There are no visitors. Who

Two poems

Two poems short poem

I. Sunrise Early sun in valley clouds, a rising fetus in mothers womb. II. Sunset pertaining sun– the fair quick abortion of pregnant clouds. . .

Be A Winner

Be A Winner short poem

Every rise has a fall, So if you can make your dreams strong instead of tall, You are a winner. If you cannot win trophies, but can win hearts, You are a winner. If you can re-start your life from

Be My Valentine

Be My Valentine ode

It was day like today, I met a soul so rare to find, A soul so pure, so beautiful, Her smile shined like the stars, A beauty I’d never seen, Like a fool I fell in love. Her graceful move,

I’ve Forgotten The Summer Sun

Ive Forgotten The Summer Sun ballad

Running punctuality and just enough, under loyalty, The way the northern winds blew my skirts was seen by a youthful sun, mouthing expletives, It was under that noon, I met thee. Racing against cold blankets from afar, and fighting cocooned

Mourning Assembly

Mourning Assembly sonnet poems

Standing at the head of the spacious hall, Miss Smith addressed the whole assembled school; Fixing the crowd with a firm, fluid eye, Silent tears rolled as she began to cry: “Our young Mark Newell, from Year Eleven, Has now,

Hidden Tears

Hidden Tears short poem

Don’t look at my smiles and cheerful face Because I have hidden tears underneath The hypocrisy of world made a base To dip down in the ocean and to see beneath Wonderful people are from wonderful race My enemies are

The Love that Never Claims its due

The Love that Never Claims its due short poem

My love is pure I am very sure My love is deep it will never sleep My love is strong It can never be wrong My love is mad It makes me glad My love is divine It will always

Voice Of The Strings

Voice Of The Strings short poem

The string that ties everybody together Each vibrating a different sonnet Expressing the tune of melody connecting the human hearts Oh! I listen to the frequency of the string My fingers gently getting on the strings I feel the strings

The Eternal Optimist

The Eternal Optimist prose poem

Her silhouette against the sun; while I stare at her perfect contour-lying on the beach tear eyed, Rays of sun-shine in the background; her shadow engulfs me with all its might; she smiles, Promises to return to me- I ado

Unspoken Vow

Unspoken Vow short poem

My wish is to be near ..not easy to out from the fear i miss the most ..and i care battling with the tears still in a mode to cheer cherry blossom thoughts at times … Unfaked pores fading out

Shame. Anger. Love. Transcripts Of Life By Her

Shame. Anger. Love. Transcripts Of Life By Her short poem

Shame took over. The eyes caved in. Rolled inside the skull. Tears dropped making a pool, an ocean. Anger took over. The eyes bare a stare. You won’t be able to bear. They will pierce through you. Don’t look here.

Vanity

Vanity short poem

Men are different, I have seen, Not only by sight, but by mind. My choice is not her choice And my decisions are not his But we are all equal in front of God. My pain is that I suffer

The Actor And The Savages

The Actor And The Savages prose poem

I saw the scene full of flowers and I saw the Actor choking, drowned in petals, leaves, which entered his mouth, nostrils, ears, covering him until nothing was left of him. Poor Actor. What a death! Smothered by the flowers

Saddle Up

Saddle Up short poem

We stand looking out the window, staring at life. The view is life changing, drastic, eye opening yet worth it. Trails we make our own. One before the other, over and around massive boulders. Separated for a moment then merge

The Heart’s Prayer

The Heart’s Prayer short poem

Every day and every night I long for a true love that will never die no more tears from tired eyes no more so lonely I just sit and sigh just a true, true love that’ll never die Well that

Sum Of Our Parts

Sum Of Our Parts short poem

We are so different, but we so much alike. We all look different, but we all look the same. We all think alike, but we believe differently. Evil lives on earth but the divine is in play. We all love

How Do I?

How Do I? ode

I see you dressed in green So vibrant and so lovely Fresh as an unfolding spring How do I touch your heart? I see you dressed in turquoise Strutting like a peacock So stately and proud How do I break

Destined To Fly

Destined To Fly ballad

Photo by Anemone Jones This heartache consumes me; I have nothing left to give I plead with my soul to forget and forgive Love’s journey has ended, how can that be Hearts once tethered are now set free As the

Chained

Chained short poem

I am trapped in my own little space I am looking for a door to freedom Trapped in the darkness of the past Waiting for someone to unchain me Here in the darkness There’s a thought of what could be