Irish Poems

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

Tears Of An Irish Clown.

Tears Of An Irish Clown. ballad

I shrivel ‘neath a scorching sun, Devoid protection for my skin, An aching grimace, I’ll show none, Worse burning pain suppurates within. I wander naked through the rain, Although my body fully clothed, This broken love ne’er to regain, Only

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Chompin At The Bit

Chompin At The Bit short poem

A myriad of treasure wealth and pleasure Snagged by the Achille’s tendon Rounded up and Slaughtered for The Golden Apple of his eye Not the divine fruits of Her labor Trust the toss of bones Fall down ashes fall down

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Lost In The Storm Of Life

Lost In The Storm Of Life short poem

It is often, that we tend to lose our inner self , Sometimes ’cause of time or probably when you can’t help. It tends to wear out the innocent child within you , Someone who used to be as fresh

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

Like The Rain

Like The Rain short poem

I wish I was rain, so when I fall to the earth, I will be appreciated by the plants and the dirt, I would help give life to those that need me, hold up, everybody would need me for I

Experience The Magic

Experience The Magic short poem

EXPERIENCE THE MAGIC Suspended in time like Like an Irish fairy in a Whirlwind of colors During the summer Solstice caught in a cosmic Grid lock, iridescent crystals And swords born of fire Wind, earth and sea in The days

The Soulriders I

The Soulriders I short poem

Your mane frolics, As wind rushes by, With hooves of wonder, As if it were to fly. Behold! A Beauty so, Equine! And a Beauty so, Divine! O’er the lush green, Under the brilliant skies, Through the hollow woods, Thy

The Soul Riders

The Soul Riders short poem

Your mane frolics, As wind rushes by, With hooves of wonder, As if it were to fly. Behold! A Beauty so, Equine! And a Beauty so, Divine! O’er the lush green, Under the brilliant skies, Through the hollow woods, Thy

Hanging The Piñata

Hanging The Piñata short poem

The kids wanted a piñata, so we got them one; but I must stress that it had no religious significance. It did not have seven points representing the seven deadly sins, and it was not an allegory of man’s temptation

Here’s To Peace

Heres To Peace short poem

They throw bombs like I throw parties And it’s equally hit and miss Often a mess, never a success And still we throw and throw They have Molotov cocktails, While I serve the regular kind They’ll bomb your mind to

Tempest In My Coffee Cup

Tempest In My Coffee Cup prose poem

YOUR COFFEE MUG still sits where you left it, half-empty, atop your favorite porcelain, brim smudged with a curious combination of dried froth and pink lipstick. It’s my little testimony, you know, to a life well led and a union

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White Dove

White Dove short poem

Ice cold tears running down from my face but they turn slowly into beautiful flowers My eyes light up this dark and rainy place and suddenly I’ve got back my strong powers I know for now that nothing is changed

Jim 1

Jim 1 long poem

Jim 1 Divorced from the outside world as if you have never heard changes in the back of my head egg shelled in design & form some may insist on cursing the very day they were born Dionysus was intigued

Somewhere

Somewhere short poem

You are somewhere And that is enough Enough is all I have Great empty arms Of distance Cavernous miles Resound and echo Filling the void With love’s longing I ache to close the gap Dissolve the miles Obliterate time And

The Strength Of Love

The Strength Of Love prose poem

Why are you stronger than All my other feelings- oh! Love How can you vanquish all my Hate, and hurt, and indifference And I gloat in you, forgetting the rest! Is this a magical being? that exists Only to see

For The Moment

For The Moment prose poem

Tenuous and stretched are our links Precious, yet an incomplete jigsaw Making it arduous to reach a Safe heaven of human interface. It can whither like the autumn leaves Wearily sinking like the sun at dusk, As if there wouldn’t

Mother

Mother short poem

God said in my absence the angel on earth is you, Filled your heart with love and unfailing patience too! The sacrifices you have made, those can never be repaid! Right from the womb till our last moment, You give

Rebuked

Rebuked short poem

Heart filled with hate Blood cold as a winter night Forgotten by Jesus Raped by a demon Innocence was stolen At a young age, Eyes are swollen How can I forgive? I pray but my sins are too great To

Fallen Woman

Fallen Woman short poem

you know what I am able to do I take a guess about you you say “everyone has feelings for you” don’t clarify that means anything to you why do people trust you? I’ve always wondered “what you do” you

The Blindside

The Blindside short poem

Did you know that Never knew none To know what’s what Poem let be done. Primitive the people Of the early days So is religion Founded yesterday. Media is a set-up Government is a fraud Churches, pure business Well-played, applaud.

Who Do You See?

Who Do You See? short poem

I am talking to you. Yes you over there Looking at me with a glare Watching me, your eyes on my every move So close you seem, yet so far you feel Trying to figure me out Did I meet

Here I Stand

Here I Stand short poem

Here I stand, on the land where you wish me to dig my own grave with few seeds in my clenched fists hiding them from your glance Watching you write on my gravestone a name you gave me, ‘Frailty’, though

2016-2017

2016 2017 short poem

As the countdown hit zero and everyone cheered in the new year, All I could do was shead a tear and curse the past year, The joyous noise that sorounded me made my heart sink, I was stuck in a

What I Want To Be

What I Want To Be short poem

I tried yeah,I tried, I made you need me, what a difference today, you get honesty. You liked it and showered in thoughts that could be, deep down I knew it would never be me. Black widow you may say,

In Aloneness

In Aloneness short poem

It was a thorn in flesh before our fires met in midstream, the waterplant had become untouchable. I saw you lying behind a thin veil, like a prophet, in timeless agony. The moon had left a wreath for a failed

The Death Of Me

The Death Of Me short poem

I am now estranged from everything I once was The very simple things that change because A lover loved someone and then was crossed I sat and cried for hours and something in me now was lost No more sunshine

Western Portrait

Western Portrait short poem

Walk ever faintly with me, my love Barefoot upon the salted apron shore Let us sip the fading western light Savor the bodied flavor of recent wounds Bow completely to descending night Heal imperfectly beneath comforting moons ..until daylight reveals

Daydreamer

Daydreamer long poem

My imagination sets sails on lotus leaves and paper boats; for I never ment to travel far. But to picture the little mermaid’s adventure along the foamy edge of oean’s floor! My imagination builds nests high up in tall trees.

The Enviable

The Enviable short poem

A moment of pause was needed in the eerie lull after the gathering of dreams, to enter the corridor of voices. We stopped looking through our tongues, across the bitterness of burning river, after the mud in our eyes. The

I Want More Rhythm Than Blues

I Want More Rhythm Than Blues short poem

Many of us will not experience the fabulous life, while a select few have heaven on earth, the gleam,the glamour we see on tv seems not right, when most live their lives like they are cursed, the rich stay rich

Of Lies And Life

Of Lies And Life short poem

Hey, why are you so afraid? To hide, mask your face, to go undercover Scurrying in the piercing golden arrow rain of the sunrays Finding for a fool proof shelter So that nobody will know who you are inside. A

Enduring Love

Enduring Love short poem

What is enduring love? Thought she And does it exist for such as me Is this the greatest GIFT to give That makes hearts sing and spirits lift Enduring love, survives all pain Thriving like a flower in summer’s rain

The Bongo Player

The Bongo Player long poem

Dressed in my black clothes With Maryanne in her black hose We sit in the Beatnik Café Our faces grotesque Over candle glow And while Maryanne asks a question The answer to nobody knows My eyes fall upon the bongo

Better Man

Better Man short poem

Lord if I died today I’d be a better man for knowing You You gave my life dignity, purpose and wisdom too Exposed all my weakness to myself forgiving like no other My Father, oh my Lord, beside me always

Outlook Deteriorating

Outlook Deteriorating long poem

Sitting in the examination room paper crackling under your naked spine the worm of doubt working its way through your pipes just about falling asleep white noise strong as medicine honing the edge of your fever there’s a double tap

Broken

Broken short poem

Broken Heart, intense hurt from within Million pieces, spiralling around Blood vessels overflowing. With sadness, that can be seen Broken Soul, impossible to ponder straight Worn down and broken Soul saddens to point of no return Positive words seldom spoken

The Lessons Of Time

The Lessons Of Time long poem

Wearily wandering, silently by The dreams and the wishes of yesterday’s sky, Remembering far away promises made Just pieces of flotsam adrift in the shade, Like explorers of truthfulness they travel on, Until every connection with yesterday is gone, And

Life Is A Funny Game

Life Is A Funny Game short poem

Life is a funny game, yet it remains never the same, Winning here is a chance of fame, and losing a mere shame, We learn to fall, to win, and to rise, Facing each day with a new surprise, And

Broken Promise

Broken Promise short poem

Who will deliver the blow to hissing winds of red hot skin when burning desert hits the green trees? Life flows through fire in the shadows of cloudy peaks. I resume living in the bodies of other people, I am

My Mask

My Mask short poem

I made a mask for myself one day So colorful, filled with glee but beneath the surface lies another aspects of my personality. Nobody sees me cry Because i designed the mask for smiling Nobody can sees the pain Because

Do You Know This Girl?

Do You Know This Girl? prose poem

Do you know this girl? I wonder if you do. I know her now, but not as this mysterious, silent, sad figure. What is she looking for? Did she find it? The girl in the photo. Because she will grow