Jigsaw Poems

Jigsaw poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of jigsaw poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on jigsaw are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Jigsaw

Jigsaw long poem

Children laughing when at play, bright sun rising to greet the day Sweet cream added in my morning coffee, horses munching hay A rusty nut that just breaks free, an ancient majestic noble tree Wind at my back true point

Jigsaw

Jigsaw short poem

We are all made of, Millions of tiny jigsaw pieces… Of experience and memories, Which each piece releases..! Bit by bit & Inch by inch… Once it is together, It won’t even flinch…!! Time may come, When we fall out

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Winners of Happiness Happens Contest 2015

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It’s a happy day! After hundreds of submissions, days of reviews and a month full of happy poems, we finally bring to you the 5 lucky winners of Happiness Happens contest who have won prizes amounting to 100$ (each winning

Worded Weapon

Worded Weapon short poem

Words are mighty weapons, They lash you like a whip, Cut like a knife, Slicing you into pieces. Pelt you like stones, Making wounds so deep, They leave a scar, Forever in the heart. They pierce you like arrows, With

Shall we dance

Shall we dance ballad

Hindsight of the past 3 years, Reveal the growth of a new face. The first instance of accidental “touch”- Perhaps Fate knocking on our doors. There onwards, The pages of my journal Were crusted with memoirs That stirred the soul.

I know love

I know love short poem

Take me out and cut me into tiny pieces and let them be strewn all over the place, ’cause I feel torn.. Take out my heart and carve in it the choicest of blasphemy, ’cause I don’t know peace.. Shear

Piece by Piece

Piece by Piece short poem

I’ve placed you inside my heart for now. I’m hoping you won’t break your way out too soon. This love will fade away but I’ve waited long enough. Please don’t add more bricks to the surrounding wall. Help me tear

Another Trial

Another Trial short poem

Liquidity crunch turns you into lip slave. The candlelight bed has the broken legs. Asleep by the boat you sway in dark. You are still a number in the books to be fed. A jigsaw puzzle in the economic boom

The Rage Inside

The Rage Inside short poem

The rage inside Am I a clockwork man, or a clockwork mouse? Would I still be the same man, if I let my rage out? Am I a jigsaw piece of a master plan? Or a glimpse of art in

Need Or Want

Need Or Want long poem

Need or want Want or need What is it that you are to me? Do I want you like a cool gadget? Or do I need you like air? What is the difference anyway? Does a child want a cookie?

Mother

Mother short poem

Simple as a thought, even though she is complicated, like a jigsaw puzzle… Hard like diamond, yet soft like wool, deep within… She is different, even though she is, a common human like us… Her lustrous black hair, and sparkling

We Could…

We Could... ode

You could be my husband, I could be your wife. Could do things for one another, which our significant other, finds so out of sight. You could play the guitar, or dance for me. I would be put in a

The Return Of A Lost Lover

The Return Of A Lost Lover short poem

Same dream, different night a sense of De Ja Vu takes me back to another life… my heart beats fast like angel wings, as you come in out of the shadows I begin to remember everything… Irish green eyes radiating

Problems

Problems short poem

Problems Belong to A huge, Closely-knit Family! When Problems come, They come With all their Relatives And distant relatives In tow! So, If you are Inviting problems, Be prepared for A huge guest list And a long stay!

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Morning Star

Morning Star short poem

There was no beginning no ending. Beyond tomorrow you will be, what you were not. Words would disappear, only meaning will be left. The interval ceases to be from ’wasness’ to open pathway. When you are not ready I will

Only Memories

Only Memories short poem

The wind blows, but I feel not the breeze The moon and stars on parade above Have lost their glow and magic The campfire crackles with its wavering flames But I feel not its warmth Friends singing, a blur of

Beauty

Beauty prose poem

…So. I said: what is beauty? He said: it is the impossible being real, it is the kohl of a string on the forefingers of a guitar player, it is the explosion of astonishment on a beautiful lady’s waist, it

Horse Of A Different Color

Horse Of A Different Color short poem

This is the Horse Of A Different Color you’ve always heard tell about…well and this season it’s a celebration of the heart…ceremony of the horseman as the gypsies danced you kissed me and I lost all reason and as they

Rainy Day

Rainy Day short poem

I woke up and saw Morning blossom with Drizzling drops of rain Clouds darkened the sky Like dragons up the alley Lightning struck like they Fired to scare away the aliens Pavements were washed to welcome All loners home for

Hot Southern Nights

Hot Southern Nights prose poem

During the time before television came to our home, My dad sat there in his car on a dark Southern night. And I was somewhere close by, enjoying a wonderful Game of Major League Baseball on the radio. O, there

Tarnished For Carring

Tarnished For Carring long poem

You know the hardest things in life. Is to be supportive to a person who has serious problems and will not admit in having them. Life is like a streaming water flowing and still but deeper than and angry waves.

Destiny In Control.

Destiny In Control. short poem

Are cards ours to play or are they set to decide our life’s role? Are cards dealt for us and is fate in control? Is it my decisions and choices that lead the way ? Or is it a path

Poetry

Poetry short poem

The moon spends her beauty and wins the hearts of many, The poet spends his heart and makes him free . .

Ghosts from the past

Ghosts from the past short poem

I came across a dusty cupboard, Wiped it clean, It was a solid teak structure, With a beautifully carved frame. The cupboard held many ghosts, From my recent past, A tattered book of verses, A hand note of love, now

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

Another Passing Day

Another Passing Day short poem

When my heart breaks I weep as I’ll weep for days, With weeks that’ll go by without any sleep I’ll stay wide awake, Where I’ll wait here in the same old tiring place, With nothing besides this woman on my

How Many More Days?

How Many More Days? short poem

HOW MANY MORE DAYS Will the rain come? HOW MANY MORE DAYS Will the clouds hide the sun? HOW MANY MORE DAYS Will I have to spend feeling Blue, missing you… HOW MANY MORE DAYS Well I just gotta know

Just Out Of Heaven

Just Out Of Heaven short poem

The light is my way I don’t wanna go, I just wanna stay So perfect, so pure The one, and only, righteous cure However, I know, for now I must leave My word of advice, never give up, always believe

A Singaporean Childhood

A Singaporean Childhood prose poem

This is a story of growing up in beige HDB flats High-rise homes that dot the lavender sunset Of void-deck soccer, of sizzling kachang putehs And of the kids in khaki shorts and white, loose singlets As their jubilant laughter

The Search

The Search short poem

Within quadrants.. within transects… they divided the sky, they combed cirrus clouds, squeezed ripe cumulus dry. Within zones… within layers… they divided the sea, they netted frail salps, calculated densities in degrees. Within hypothesis within theories they divided the stars,

Secretly Loving You

Secretly Loving You short poem

I was alone, I was empty, My life was dull and lonely. Then you came unexpectedly, I could feel my heartbeats faster, then slowly. You’re one of a kind, When I see you, I’m out of my mind. I know

Brown Eyes

Brown Eyes ode

The baker said, I want brown. Sin-steeped chocolate sauce, Caramel crusty and burnt, Cashew roasted to an infinite dark. The painter said, I want brown. Raw umber, tempered With a downy fawn and spiked With shots of bronze. The chef

Shards

Shards short poem

Shards, Your shards you have to pick up, Shattered all over the flo’r, Scattered like someone knocked over a house of cards, How can you look at yourself? Blame the shards for cutting your hands, Cuss them out using every

What Shall I Be?

What Shall I Be? short poem

Shall I be a chameleon? In a way that Makes observers sick, Shall I uncunningly Side the slick? Shall I optimize my chance Echoing both The good or wrong stance Of who by unfair means Seized the rein of power

It’s No Secret

It’s No Secret short poem

Walk with me through the gate and garden I have a story to tell you ‘Lil darlin’ but understand it was a different way of life in 1864 when the country was divided and thrown into a civil war… it

By The Look In Your Eyes.

By The Look In Your Eyes. long poem

Everything good and bad lies in your eyes, Just as the stars shine in the night sky. Freedom comes at a cost, hope is free, Love is what you crave, happiness is the key. Beauty fades away, no matter how

Nothing Fascinate Me Anymore

Nothing Fascinate Me Anymore short poem

Riding slowly among the misty clouds The endless curves of mighty hills But i wonder it’s not fascinating me anymore Why i curtailed my world in you? Deep down there lays beautiful valleys Defining life beyond explanation But my soul

Odyssey

Odyssey long poem

after turning on the front porch light they laid poison around the flowerstems at dusk got their bellies comfortable with the moist dark dirt the snails came as ships creating their own waves sailing out of their own shadows slow

Her Unmistakable Mistakes

Her Unmistakable Mistakes short poem

Locked my heart , dumped the key, For that sacrifice I never meant to be. Confused between sinistral and dextral, Oh God ! help me before I fall from the pedestal. I owed him tons of endearment so far, But

A Prayer Was Answered

A Prayer Was Answered short poem

Well I’ve always had faith in Christ Even in my frustration and sorrows When I pray to him I know everything’s Is gonna be ok…it is written ask not Receive not that’s not to say I’m not Thankful for all

Intellect

Intellect short poem

The hurt begins to move and meets in a funeral procession. For aging fireworks this was the last chance, but lake had dried up. There was no fall tonight of the moon All the stars had gone for a memorial