Inherit Poems

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

Idée Heal Fix

Idée Heal Fix short poem

Forged while in utero (the crucible concocting conception), the fluke of biology begat me – a happy go lucky boy, whose vulnerable uber travails susceptibly sprung sly as Tennessee Williams hip cat on a hot tin roof, where the faux

Poems containing references to : Inherit

No I won’t!

No I won’t! short poem

I refuse to inherit cruel conditioning I will breathe my own bizarre air Call me a rebel if you wish I don’t deny, nor do I care Bare feet on filthy roads A brutal smile to each stranger I refuse

The Dream

The Dream long poem

Last night, I had the most wonderful dream, There was a river of life, flowing in a stream. And I looked upon, streets of pure gold, I saw The Promised Land, that had been foretold. Diamonds, Rubies, Sapphire, Precious Stones,

The Liberty Dreamer

The Liberty Dreamer long poem

Envision freedom as a circle spanning three hundred and sixty degrees And sitting at the circle’s center you are at liberty to swivel and tilt at will Mesmerized by the seemingly limitless opportunities that beckon Within each degree a fountainhead

Fate Of Man

Fate Of Man short poem

The roses you bring every morning become an interval between hope and ending. Thinking about it, impulsively I contradict God against humanity. Little murder here and there of nihilism, sweet smell of faith, taking any road to reach the climax,

The Seeds Of Today

The Seeds Of Today short poem

All of the flowers of all the tomorrows Are held in the seeds of today All of the dreamers have moments they borrow Without much intent to repay All of the highways in all new directions Are open to all

Phrases From A Jilted Heart

Phrases From A Jilted Heart prose poem

I am me. No one can manage that , it’s difficult . I can’t be you as well. You hurt me,I forgive you. There is no place for guilt and regrets in my soul. I am raw. I am mud.

Somalia Calling

Somalia Calling short poem

I met a talking moon on the road of death. What easily comes, goes easily with winds. I was counting the ribs of my dying child. He went into the woods to fight the unknown wars of hunger. Bunker: it

13 Ghosts

13 Ghosts long poem

Your house is a historical landmark That’s been passed down from Generation to generation but little Did you know this gift you were About to inherit would cause Great chaos and devastation.. Your ancestors are getting Restless now longing for

Our Unborn Child

Our Unborn Child long poem

I write this letter to my unborn child from the depths of my soul. You will soon enter our lives, and make our lives complete and whole. I never thought I would be chosen for such an awesome task. It

Marginality

Marginality prose poem

Marginality// By: Fareed Ghanem **** (1) When eyes rain on beautiful steps along a novel’s paths, while you stay out of the text, know that you are put in the margins; when you boil like sleepless volcano, just to furnish

After The Storm

After The Storm short poem

Unfettered for a little while, I was catching the sleep visitor. It hurts when the dream ends and a poem starts. An eucalyptus, drinking lots of water, throwing the aroma incensing the air, I pick up the fallen seeds of

A Eulogy To A Grandpa From A Grandson!

A Eulogy To A Grandpa From A Grandson! long poem

Men rise, men die but a few live on in eternity, There are kings, there are mortals and there are those who are immortals but a few are engraved in the silhouettes of history. There was a lion who once

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Depression

Depression short poem

As I sit here in depression I am sorry that I did not create a strong impression Nor did I do the preparation And came under oppression I think about life My lies How miserable I feel I think I

A Strayed Straw

A Strayed Straw short poem

I am like a strayed straw Wind may take me along Life is like a beggar’s bra Before birth is a death song Helplessness is in the breed Which crops up like a seed Nothing is known to me indeed

A Romantic Poem For My Dream Love (Part-2)

A Romantic Poem For My Dream Love (Part 2) prose poem

Inspiration for true love, you always remain, With your ineffable look and idyllic thoughts, Your dulcet expressions are very iridescent, When two lovers are kissing in garden. Joyful love making in the dark deep forest, You will never jilt our

Tired

Tired short poem

Tired eyes. Tired of the cries. Tired of the lies. Sick of the deceit. Sick of the defeat. Taking no for an answer, but I’ve still been beat. Less beats to my heart, a slow and rapid start. The faster

If I Was Gone

If I Was Gone long poem

“If I was gone” If I was gone what would you do? Would you miss me loving you? If I disappeared without a trace. Would tears start streaming down your face? Would you call my name into the dark? Would

Imperfect Present

Imperfect Present short poem

Priests of cave temple go to sleep. Street urchins drink the thinner, eat nail polish, crushed lizard for a kick and then go without food for three days. The valley burns. Of what consequence? Sting of truth overreaches. Another committed

If You Could See Me Now

If You Could See Me Now short poem

They say if somebody loves you once they will always love you…Well you loved me many moons ago now do you regret letting me go…aren’t you the one that said you loved everything about me, you just couldn’t get enough

Spiritualism And Humanism.

Spiritualism And Humanism. prose poem

What do you believe and why do you believe it? Our world has shaped who we are physically and spiritually. We are different colors, speak different languages and have different gods based on where we were born. The accident of

Feelings at the Mart

Feelings at the Mart short poem

Why is it so difficult to convince The Heart, That feelings nowadays are sold at The Mart. Ventured into The Mart, in hand The Heart, And In tow, a shopping cart. Trust was on sale in a neat pack, Came

My Heart Sighs

My Heart Sighs short poem

I still remember the day, when you had left me alone, without bidding me goodbye, without telling the annoyance. I remember you every moment, miss you with my weeping heart, feel as if my heart stopped working, my eyes have

Salt Or Snow ?

Salt Or Snow ? prose poem

Everythin’s spinning. Leaves flying. Round and round. Sadness floating. Still here. Damn good it was. Real lucky I was. Now scares me. Forget it ! Remember the funky happy song! What are you waiting for ? F**k you all off,

The Fault

The Fault short poem

This poem is On the basis of the thought written by Shakespeare in Julius Caesar , ” the fault dear brutus is not in our stars but in ourselves ” They searched and searched Their entire life For a fault

My Heart Skips A Beat

My Heart Skips A Beat prose poem

Heart breaks.. A topic that rules the world of fiction. The cinema loves it, the writers give it so much of stardom and center stage. Be it the classics or the contemporary, tragedies out stand the happy endings. It’s also

These Eyes

These Eyes short poem

within my chase of drifting in the wind have a good way to begin through night skies drift in all directions there must be time for confessing shadows block the tortured sky a smile from a lonesome child drifting ever

Words

Words short poem

The written word is a powerful thing From a simple rhyme to a song we can sing With music and melody, emotions are stirred They live in your memory from the day they are heard Words of love in a

Being A Poet

Being A Poet short poem

While my ten fingers are busy forming the letters into words, A thousand thoughts forming in my mind as it creates something to accord. A tons of things to ponder and wonder, A lot of imaginations to expand and discover.

Anything Is Possible.

Anything Is Possible. prose poem

Where did you come from? Every ancestor you ever had, had to beget with who they begot. If any link in the chain begot with someone different. If someone turned left instead of right. You’d not be here today. By

The Jester

The Jester short poem

Retrieving a book from the calmness of it’s nook Opening to illustrated pages to be read by children of all ages As the pages were turned, one by one An image soon appeared, as bright as the sun There before

On A Solitary Woman

On A Solitary Woman short poem

Oh my dear friend Why do you cry Rise hold your head high Allow your tears to dry World at times is full of cruelty Care not but dare Shine with your inner beauty So what if a relation has

Are We So Ignorant?

Are We So Ignorant? short poem

We the highest of God’s creation we the knower of many, the holders of the eternal flame of knowledge. Universe still unrolling its sacred secrets. is it this pride which made us blind? so blind that no light permeates our

Love Sonnet 200

Love Sonnet 200 sonnet poems

Love calls from lips not even known before Whenever strangers care, which is not rare; When close friends share, which can be love when more, For this way often starts a love affair, Where lie joys to partake and pains

Love Is Awesome

Love Is Awesome short poem

love starts from something but people think it’s nothing love has a beautiful charm but there is no love without harm love is very pleasant every day is like an event love changes the weather in love people spread their

Wives Of The East

Wives Of The East short poem

Here in the eastern part of our world the sun rises early and we wake up late by evening we become dogs and our wives turns into lamp-posts every night we lose our sense to smell our way back home

The Goddess Of Love

The Goddess Of Love long poem

The exuberant fire that burns within my soul, In that first embrace of a lover’s smile; Shall forever be held, in equality to the power of love. Her servant shall forever wish for her luminous, infallible, tongue. Which speaks of

Vile War Versus Moral Peace

Vile War Versus Moral Peace short poem

Bloodshed, bloodshed everywhere Mere violence in the air Clouds of obscurity strewn about The sky of fateful memories. A terrible terror crammed In the inner core of the heart There’s no room for mercy now Retort hatred with hatred And

The Countryside

The Countryside long poem

Along the roads of highway one Shines the bright summer sun With the sky as blue as the seas And the land full of rich green trees Birds flying through the air Fruits and vegetables grow everywhere In all directions

Enchantment

Enchantment short poem

Walking Summers dusky haze I glimpsed her golden hair Her femininity attracts my eye Her graceful gait I espy Barefooted she stands Long white dress so pure Fair Complexion healthy and kind Her looks encapsulate my mind Butterflies flutter by