kerouac Poems

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

Butterfly

Butterfly prose poem

she pulled the heart from her pocket she looked at the hunk of red muscle she bit into it, it tasted sweet she felt the blood drip down her chin she realized she would always be a part of her

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Tribute To A P J Abdul Kalam

Tribute To A P J Abdul Kalam short poem

You are not history, You are the victory. You were even not selected in air force, But you commanded all armed forces. You had a vision, You completed impossible mission. You are not only a guide, You are india’s pride.

Onion Vs Ostrich

Onion Vs Ostrich long poem

Onion Vs. Ostrich Come with me and lets play with an onion bearing a quill. You get to be the ostrich and I get to be the monkey. Now watch me tickle you with lines and thoughts I deploy. Just

Wail of Humanity

Wail of Humanity short poem

Life was never so full Full of enthusiasm And sadness at the same time Enthusiasm for what is un-conquered The virgin territory waiting for me All the heights I have to rise to And saddened I am When I see

Mental Prisons

Mental Prisons short poem

All i feel is pain Every second it hits me like a train. They say learn to dance in the rain But i cant go outside because my body is impailed with chains. And my problems are as scary as

From The Rail Track

From The Rail Track long poem

The hoot of the train was shrill enough to bring me back to my consciousness, With eyes half shut I could see the sunrise albeit my body was in oppressive soreness. Thankful was I that the night was over, And

Love Is In Air

Love Is In Air long poem

True love is something so elusive. True love between two people is the most precious of gifts, Falling in love is not just an expression. Love is a powerful force that cannot be dissuaded. Love requires a lot of faith.

A Billion

A Billion long poem

A billion stars in the sky, all waiting to be noticed by someone But to me, you are the only sun Your presence is felt when you walk into the room On a dark night, you are the moon A

Cold Winter, Warm Heart

Cold Winter, Warm Heart short poem

The north wind blows cold and dreary, Shrouding trees like snow-white bridal gowns. Streams once murmuring and gurgling, Now mute in deep ice till spring’s meltdown. The night sky shimmers in the steely glints of distant stars. Below an owl

Rain, rain, Rain!

Rain, rain, Rain! short poem

Rain, rain, rain! Please don’t come again and again. I know you are beautiful And for all the creatures you are wonderful. You are important for farmers’ needs’ You are favorable to grow their seeds. with your each and every

False Truth

False Truth short poem

Fateful memories prick me today Taking me back to life’s old way A storm of dry and vacant tears Snatches away all my cheers My deadly life just spins around Making me sit back rolled up in a wound Cause

Your Eyes

Your Eyes short poem

I have looked deep into your eyes and I can see your soul. Did you know that your eyes speak so much? I have heard your eyes telling me how happy you are when you see me. And I know

Daises In Your Heart

Daises In Your Heart sonnet poems

The tride says you reside here with my snow All of your brighest hair, been tarnished with rust You hardly knew I can discem your daisies grow Where your heart alone has fallen to my dust When the moon rages,

Vibrations

Vibrations short poem

The battlelines were drawn. While drinking the sun I set myself ablaze A hooded dilemma of his kindness starts boiling in chaotic dissonance. A backlash stops a self-search. Who am I and why do I belong in the spinning of

Cannot Say

Cannot Say short poem

On a hollow path you had failed carrying the loaves of bread in biting cold of politics scaring the lips. I was standing near the dawn in praise of dark. The sharks were coming. Here goes the marble floor for

Schrödinger’s Alley

Schrödingers Alley short poem

One step the wrong way Is the path to this place within a place. The shops are different here. Run-down, Their beaten and smashed faces glaring With a menacing disdain. Everywhere, Schrödinger’s knife at your back, His gun to your

Father Of My Pen

Father Of My Pen short poem

If there was a way out To get you by my side Probably, I wouldn’t write Since, it is improbable Elsewhere I need to weave this fable Hence on paper! Still, so powerful Your virtual presence You nourish my heart

I’m Not Him

Im Not Him short poem

Well you say he used to and it felt so good well don’t compare me to him, I’m Not Him…I love you but I won’t live in his shadow you say why don’t you do it just every now and

U-turn

U turn short poem

The wind whirled, turning at a point, The bamboo leaves sounded cracking after being bent- With the “U-turn” of winding blow- There is no way to know- When the wind will change its phase- Turning to east or west? Only

Your Love Is Like A Merry-go-round

Your Love Is Like A Merry go round long poem

Well you’re one hopeless romantic Almost a border line lovesick fanatic But I wouldn’t change you not if I could I love your wet and sappy kisses And the way you hold me so tight I think I’m gonna pass

In The Silence Of My Mirror – Part II

In The Silence Of My Mirror   Part II short poem

Longest damn light in the history of the world. Swear it on my ancestors’ graves While gravely observing a world Behind in An elephantine SUV Bearing miles between the inhabitants. He checks his teeth Smooths a frayed brow Spits onto

Crucifixion

Crucifixion prose poem

On Christmas, Hegel smiles; No year stands up unless a year dies. No butterfly flies up, unless a cocoon is torn out. Crucifixion, dear gentlemen, is the ultimate dialect in the forest of a boring time. Crucifixion, dear ladies, is

Remember Me, Do You?

Remember Me, Do You? short poem

Remember me, do you ? I was your shadow, a positive one Always by your side, concerned Giving energy to your soul while my soul was draining somewhere You told me you love me And I believed you blind I

Oh My Wife

Oh My Wife long poem

Oh my dear wife, the light in my life I argue with you without provocation but you calm me down with adulation I agree to disagree with you for no reason but your smile makes me agree to you in

King Of The Sand Castle

King Of The Sand Castle short poem

He peeped out of his castle very frightened someone may call his name. He knew vice-versa they were afraid of him calling him venomous satan in snake skin. Saying he is the sinner of temptation hissing he nods that’s not

It’s Finished

Its Finished prose poem

The burial ground should not be a place of buried treasures The bodies of the deceased are all that should be found there We brought nothing into this world, and nothing should go out Blessed are we who die in

Radicalism

Radicalism short poem

The coming of a that to dismantle the comb, unstilling trees under tracer bullets swaying in embrace for moonmilk. The unzipped planktons in sea open their mouth to supermoon for a night dive in a green passion. Does it need

Voice Of Intuition

Voice Of Intuition short poem

Sixth sense, a magical phenomena, a super natural phenomena, a gift bestowed upon some people by the Supreme Lord. Each and everyone has got sixth sense; Only those who are spiritually connected to God, Experience the direct perception of truth.

Castles in air

Castles in air short poem

Tide was low sea was calm sun was warm and the beach was commodious he thought to himself “let me build a castle” a castle so big, a castle so strong, that all will behold it as a gem of

Changes

Changes long poem

Laughing and crying eager to know what’s next. This sort of behavior feels like some kind of a hex. Changes are emerging and feelings are stronger. I am so anxious I cannot wait any longer. This surprise of love is

Then and Now

Then and Now short poem

I left myself behind, I left my all behind A new beginning I thought lay ahead Yet as time went by Caught was I once again In a tug of war of emotions One side lay the things they felt

A Note To Self For Those Tough Days!!

A Note To Self For Those Tough Days!! prose poem

Life….This is not a fairy tale that we all dream of, fantasize or speculate it to be. Nobody promises us that, not even God. Life is an amalgamation, of those really fantastic, fanciful, sometimes phenomenal, remarkably awesome days and of

Dave

Dave short poem

Will you celebrate in heaven? Have all your birthdays been and gone? Are you 35 forever? Acting like you’re twenty one! Will Granny give you apples? And Taid build you fort? Will you have a pint with Gavin? Dutch beer,

Borrowed Angel

Borrowed Angel ballad

It came without warning, no early whisper of fate Your body released you, there must be some mistake In the fury of loss, the mind and the heart are enemies Silent screams steer the wreckage on the forbidden quest for

Insight Revealed

Insight Revealed long poem

A trigger found so I will write.. So much to say and the canvas is white. Days are passing like a fast forwarded song.. But this moment right now, it seems to be long. So many plans to prove the

Along The Sorrow

Along The Sorrow short poem

Fire in kidneys was burning the basket. Privacy of green thumbs was intimately involved. Let us share the candle light march for the blossoms, who would not stay for old birds, Read me again the epitaph of the martyr, who

Numbers

Numbers short poem

They are treated as mere numbers of human consequence, dotted ubiquitously on the front pages of tabloids and newspapers. They are figures that scatter my article weekly- seemingly just another number that the eyes will so casually scan over. Sometime

She Was The One

She Was The One short poem

Today I know why God made me a human The species of agony,love and ideas I was involved in weaving my success When at sixteen I lost my heart to someone That person was a temptress The evil and saviour

Demolishing Identities

Demolishing Identities short poem

Looks like as if they are on sale ; With recessed faces which look pale, Pray for them to come out of depression ; But they look lost in suppression, Seems like they are trapped in cages ; They are

Echoes

Echoes short poem

It was burning again like goldenrods in drift valley of ethnic hate. You start climbing down deeper in fear holding tight your identity. The anguish of ruined home under the shadows of bribed hands, runs on the bodies of pilgrims