Joe Poems

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

My Name Is Joe

My Name Is Joe prose poem

Hello my name is Joe, I’m from planet Earth. I opened my eyes one day and found myself there. Where I was before I do not know. They taught me stuff, made me go to school. To keep alive I

Average Joe And The Inferiority Complex

Average Joe And The Inferiority Complex short poem

I live an ordinary life, In an ordinary home Built from ordinary bricks Made from ordinary stone. Each ordinary day I wake, Go down the ordinary stairs, Take a deep long breath and smell The ordinary air. At my ordinary

Average Joe, The Second

Average Joe, The Second short poem

Photo by The Cleveland Kid I must admit, I have a good life. I go to a good college, I have pretty good grades, And every day I can look forward To socialising with my many friends, Talking about whatever

For Joe

For Joe ballad

Leave it to Luck- Life’s Cupid to pair- a Dalia and a Joe! Screen on, it’s a date! First a hi and a smile- then came the rendezvous! Take a walk with me said charm- aye said wit lit with

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Heaven Or Hell Notwithstanding

Heaven Or Hell Notwithstanding sonnet poems

I will not let another person tell me Why we’re here from some book from off his shelf, Or buy the stuff some holy Joe would sell me. I’ll try to figure that out for myself So don’t try fear.

A Day For A Lifetime

A Day For A Lifetime ballad

Driving my car across the country, numerous years ago, going to a new place, Changing who I’d know A loud bang broke the boredom and blue smoke filled the air, engine was A ’knocking, a sound beyond compare I rolled

Lonely

Lonely short poem

When comfortably placed in life why make yourself uncomfortable by worrying Unnecessarily While an orphan who has nothing in life seldom worries , what makes you worry then ? When you can’t even share your worries who else can better

Calendar

Calendar short poem

Writing on my sleeves, I visualize an invisible coupling of grassroots with starless sky, when I walk on the wailing earth. Hails big as sparrow eggs smash the bougainvillea blossoms. The wrestling clouds begin a storm. Witchcraft of the moon

Truthful Allowance

Truthful Allowance short poem

Allow his thoughts to enter your mind, Allow his feelings to merge with yours; Allow his emotions to mingle with yours; Allow his soul to be one with you. So what he is much much younger to you, So what

Charlie Chicken Soup

Charlie Chicken Soup ode

He walks down cobbles and blows bubbles for a pilgrimage of constant troubles, closing doors to tax men, running for milk floats, shunning almighty bible bashers, paints the flags of east London fascists Charlie chicken soup with a head like

Excuse Me While I Kiss The Sky

Excuse Me While I Kiss The Sky long poem

Jimi was crazy in his days of purple haze Getting tossed with the sauce As a mouse is stuck in its maze Had screaming sounds with his guitar He was a shooting star Never will there ever be a man

My Contingency Measure In Case Of…armageddon

My Contingency Measure In Case Of…armageddon ode

My Contingency Measure in case of…Armageddon Aisle putt ta ma head but tween these skinny legs and kiss thine braying ass good-bye asper ma person, thine gluteus maximus a boot the size of a hand held palm pilot cell phone,

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Unravelling

Unravelling short poem

An outcast, stripped and beaten up, the sickle moon smears the clouds with blood. I hate to wait for – the sun to undo this mess, an ethnic mutilation will bring a chaos. Nursing the peripheries, tribes were in pursuit

Secluded Corners

Secluded Corners short poem

In some secluded corners of my heart, the blood turns cold, I feel a chill, in this warmed breeze, I am turning cold, lifeless, no emotions I’m left with, The voices I hear are just cracked up sound. In the

Age And Desire

Age And Desire short poem

Our age is a deciduous tree, sheds yellow desires every year makes room for new ones in the spring of opportunity. Some desires resemble oak leaves, cramped and brown- still cling in mothers’ bosoms like our plans, albums, possessions. Alas,

Mirage

Mirage short poem

Take these hot pavements To my horizon of unborn secrets Beating down like a drum Never mind that scorching sun Together, we’ll run. The proliferation we seek Like a soft photosynthesis Blooming in this parched desert What do you think?

You Inside Of My Mind

You Inside Of My Mind short poem

Up and down, Something special happens inside of my head When I close my eyes and one step back I look at my soul and I figure out what I don’t know. Left and right this is my way Close

Following My Heart

Following My Heart short poem

It’s been a long time,  I haven’t heard from you,  And I’m just not fine,  Because its midnight,  & I’m still waiting for you…! I’ve never met you,  Yet I had the fall,  I said everything,  But not the words,

Bold Admissions

Bold Admissions prose poem

– Rise sun, oh, brightest star of them all. Take pity on the weary, for your power, intense heat and consistancy, can be exhausting; bringing high climaxes, and sweat upon one’s brow and often times showing no mercy. – Cast

My Love For My Sister Sandra

My Love For My Sister Sandra short poem

You should be very proud of a phenomenal job raising three kids so well The oldest, Andreas, is so thoughtful with a heart of gold and a voice that is swell It was only a few days ago I saw

Lax

Lax prose poem

i get tired of the people red yellow black white you are precious but not mine i dont know the people you’re young are you married you’re old is there passion what is your preferred toothpaste rich or poor, can

Self Reflection

Self Reflection short poem

O light, where liveth thee? O light, darkness kills me. O light, will you ever come? O light, you only seek some. O light, why does dark haunt me in your presence? O light, go away, you have no essence.

What Is To Age?

What Is To Age? short poem

Age is the only expand, Where joy-sorrow go hand in hand, Joy of moving towards the new, Sorrow of leaving behind a few Awakening of morbid senses, Those laze passive in tenses. Dying off of that innocence, That once is

Fatal Hero

Fatal Hero prose poem

In a small town lived a small boy, who kept wooden swords and guns as toy… ‘Coz he wanted to be a hero and save people, and waited (to be a hero) till his teenage wore purple… But still he

You Bloody Beauty

You Bloody Beauty long poem

Tan riding pants, old big strong leather boots, Wears the man who sits staring at ashes and coals, A look of confusion, of loss and of grief, Written on his face for generations to come. Barren ground, in a drought

The Boat

The Boat short poem

I was standing by the beach, Staring at the ocean When I saw a small boat Which was trying hard to stay afloat. I started to notice it with attention My face expressed tension It was fluttering left and right

Memories

Memories short poem

The house is quiet Now you’ve gone No more music No love song Emptiness rings out loud Where we would dance Without a crowd The house is quiet No more laughter Just memories Gathering dust Shadows that used to be

The Prince

The Prince sonnet poems

In a far away land, I used to call my own, There lives a King and a Queen whom people never disown. That’s why God give them a gift they call their son, A Prince that grew from a little

A Heaven Inside

A Heaven Inside short poem

Soft lines written so bold, I lie awake underneath all the things I never told, I try to sleep at night but I´m far too gone, Off floating in someone else’s head, Numbing myself away with no one in my

The Whimsical Female Egg!

The Whimsical Female Egg! short poem

A world where I can take birth And I will not be killed in the womb Or dumped into a dumpster Or just thrown like that on the pile of waste on the road Where my limbs will be pulled

The Bug Life

The Bug Life short poem

Like the first light of the new sun, I wake in the dark, with new curiosities, and unanswered queries. Though uncertain, I work hard, bit by bit I pit the sand grains, In hope to find the new light, I

Futurity

Futurity short poem

The show is on. Sedition will play with death now. Deceitful black knives, white gloves. No hope, battle lines are drawn. The wasps are whirring at a furious speed stings ready to inject venom. Bronzed body, huge turbaned skull. Eyes

That Thing We Call Love

That Thing We Call Love short poem

Is fleeting, is flighty Is forever, is mighty Is calming, is exciting Is grounding, is intoxicating Makes you smirk, makes you cry Makes you gasp, makes you sigh Makes you swoon, makes you cling, Makes you glide, makes you sing

Life’s Mystery

Lifes Mystery short poem

You descended Into my being Like a pixie Had mesmerized Me and bestowed Me with vivacity. You met me Mingled with Shared secrets Suddenly left Shocked and Stunned Couldn’t discern Causes of your outset! Life is a mystery We keep

Balloon Life

Balloon Life short poem

I remember telling my mother (this was a lifetime ago) “It asked me to let it go: it had something important to do.” There was that look on her face, the deep frown of accountancy, another couple of dollars doled

Truth

Truth prose poem

Just like mantises, hurrying to finish his last embrace, so to be taken by the husks of his beloved; Like a butterfly, flying to the sun, but hunted by a pale lamb hanging on the dust of the road; Like

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mothers Day short poem

To all the women I know, who are mothers or yet to be You are the chosen ones to carry in your wombs The future and your legacy Through all the pain and the suffering And through all the sacrifice

Exchange

Exchange short poem

This road will not take you to a theme. In wind, a pebble was making different strokes. Hanging stones were hiding the music of poppies. To fill in my glass of silver I place the stitches in images of naked

Look in my eyes

Look in my eyes short poem

Don’t look deep into my eyes, who knows what you find inside? Is it the dreams that I lovingly hide, or are some demons residing inside. Am too afraid to let you know, Even too scared to make the show.

Installment Driver

Installment   Driver short poem

When my parents wished me to drive back home The first half , I said No dear ,I brought a two wheeler ,let me wage the installment The second half , I said No dear, I brought a car ,

Books

Books short poem

Flipping pages inhaling words Like open arms and fluttering birds. A clay pot, a blue sky. Paddy fields passing by. Just touch each word, it comes to life With laughter, anger, pleasure and strife I travel with people living in