Life-mentor Poems

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

I Am Your Student

I Am Your Student short poem

Attending your classes, completed a bit syllabus of this subject, Surprising test gives shock in every project Attracting your lecture, impressing of your confidence, Growing of love, console you to be dominance Director of this film, say to never fall,

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For He Is Mine

For He Is Mine long poem

It was no longer miles that kept us apart, but lifetimes. It was then that I understood the void I felt when you left due to days of work Would no longer be relieved with your return and only leave

Sonnet #2: Hot, New Summer Day

Sonnet #2: Hot, New Summer Day sonnet poems

’tis a playing field for many kinds out in the arena, to discern the companionship of the puissant sun ’tis a hot, new summer day , blithe and sound maketh thou run, run, run… syrupy voice of nightingale, fills candied

Remember When He Was I

Remember When He Was I short poem

When he was I, And I was he. We laid crying in the desert sands. Holding hands. Our friends burning nearby. The cities burning in the sky. Laughing, he squeezed my hand. Crying, he squeezed the trigger. Oh, how we

Diana

Diana short poem

I didn’t really notice her, to start with, A girl with too shaped hair and clothes beyond her years It wasn’t right, clearly not right Medieval in some respects An heir and a spare her task But a fairy-tale danced

Tongue

Tongue short poem

Beautiful face emits radiance one just love to look beautiful External beauty attracts one cant see blemish in it Tongue is the one which is hidden Tongue can enhance the external beauty Tongue can also act as spoil sport Tongue

A Dreamer Of Dreams

A Dreamer Of Dreams long poem

Outside my door was a rainbow of color I’d never seen before, Then God saw fit to deliver you, right to my very door He set the color of blue in your eyes through which I now see summer skies

Don’t Go Sweetheart

Don’t Go Sweetheart ode

Tonight, a night under a blue moon, still alive, not dead, let me read, all unread, let me write, all unwritten, let me see, all unseen, let me show, shown not ye, let me do, done not yet, let me

Atop A Highland Hill

Atop A Highland Hill elegy

Atop a windswept highland hill above Locheil land Clansmen gathered roun and shook the prince’s haun They raised the standard high cheered till they were hoarse Followed the flying heron across the highland gorse. A,wa tae London toon wi hopes

Lakelands Manor

Lakelands Manor prose poem

Ships at bay come and go every day and every night at Lakeland Manor and sailors are welcome to stay but only if they are brave…It is a beautiful castle but like they say you can’t judge a book by

Burning star

Burning star short poem

I am the burning star the beacon you have been looking for I will show you the way, every day and I will never complain just burn all day, every day give away my light so that you can see

Do Not Throw Dust On The Graves

Do Not Throw Dust On The Graves short poem

Your gifts, I do not want to keep. Shapeless doves on the grass, were ready to take a nascent flight. My small hands prepare a daisy meal. Dahlias will bloom when the sun climbs. I pass the door, that moves

Calculator

Calculator short poem

Gone are the days When we used to be Selfless— When we used to Help others Without expecting Anything in return! Today, We no longer Help others Out of sheer Love And concern! We dish out favours to them And,

I refuse

I refuse short poem

I refuse to follow you. I refuse to borrow your words, your ideas, your beliefs. Limiting preachings of fragmented minds. I refuse to follow you. I refuse to adopt your meanings,  interpretations, definitions. Confining parameters, conditioning. I refuse to follow

Loneliness

Loneliness short poem

Sitting alone Just sitting and thinking Simply deciding But never confiding A rise in emotion But no sound No motion Sitting quietly Hoping and praying Simply tapping Then suddenly snapping At nothing and no-one And now it’s too late What’s

Empathy (Shadow Acrostic)

Empathy (Shadow Acrostic) short poem

Emotional states of a neurosciencE Match another person’s spectruM Personal feeling as soft as snowdroP Associated with individual’s utopiA Teacher and learner both altruisT Home for those homeless, a flourisH Yarn of compassion and sympathY

Your Lie In April

Your Lie In April prose poem

They say that when you fall in love, your world turns brighter. I never thought it would be true… At least, not until I met you. From the crest of the hill, I could see you looking off in the

My Cat

My Cat prose poem

I have a tiny cat, the size of my fist. He tells me a lot. Since I’d met him – while he’d been searching for his mother’s nipples and I’d been searching for the finite shape and the infinite meaning

Leaves

Leaves short poem

Under lip’s shadow dislocated in faint moonlight we discussed the maligned communications between fuming monologues of desiccsatd life. Sorcery was not able to knife the secrets of the park, branches and trees of memory. The game continues in jungle of

A Scenic View

A Scenic View long poem

Let’s just pretend you can take a trusted from on a road trip down by the sea as a beacon of light to a hurting friend in need we have created a magic circle drowned in the rain stop for

Missing You

Missing You short poem

So much closer are our hearts ; Then why we both are this apart . With you I want to get up every morning ; Every moment I need you ! my darling . I want to watch you all

My Suitcase

My Suitcase prose poem

A big red box, my suitcase, tucked under my bed. Is the box merely a box? No, I’m afraid. Bearing throws, bearing blows, bearing scratches, sporting patches. Generously forgiving, my wheeled travel companion, emerging to unite with me on the

Smoke And Coffee

Smoke And Coffee short poem

In the present I look out the night window coffee steaming through the smoke A reflection of myself looking into my eyes A child, never a child, a lingering old soul with no true idea of what a soul is,

My Best Laid Plan

My Best Laid Plan short poem

I live with the illusion of you and I – The perfect match surrounded by love’s ring. Now we stand afar and watch us grow, Mature into who we want to be. I don’t dream of a reckless love, Colored

Stone

Stone ode

Stone A gust alive; a redwood dead Sleep softwood your peaceful breath A gust dies Stone in stillness; still, revealed From emptiness a gust begins, like water, carving the stone around A grain of sand, unknown, found Reach for the

Reality

Reality short poem

For a moment I see things turning beautiful all seems to be the way I wanted: the way they were in the past. For a moment my tears dissipated from my eyes and a bright smile lights up my face.

Feeling For You

Feeling For You short poem

You have stolen my heart and left me just alive, Without your company how can I love to live? Still, I feel you with me, even in wafting wind, But fail to understand why you treat me so unkind. My

My Smiling Buddha

My Smiling Buddha short poem

In the bosom of a heart A mother bore a little one With all pangs of pain In motherhood and labor. In the chambers of her heart She kept him safe Suckled the little one With all her love. An

Strolling By…….

Strolling By....... prose poem

On an evening I sat near the shore And watched the waves as they came and went back. I saw the setting sun in the far horizon, The orange -red rays splattered across, Giving the sky a heavenly look. The

Words Of Wonder

Words Of  Wonder short poem

A word on a line joined with many and more A story to tell from behind a closed door A line on a page, a paragraph to make From a thoughtful sage or the ones who forsake A page in

Chronicity

Chronicity short poem

I was keeping a vigil in holy town on a water cut. Lucy, Lucy did you have a dirty mind? This luciferina, will not tell the truth. Venus and Venus flytrap had a parallel birth. And I was facing the

Heavy Metal

Heavy Metal long poem

The heavy metal series of poetry demonstrates an inner ability to speak words of kindness; Toward the resolve of the 1980’s heavy metal scene; To demonstrate a reasonable high calibur of interest; To the average novice of intellect, It’s plausible

One Silver Bowl

One Silver Bowl short poem

Will you save me when I take the call of the lake? The swishing depth was inviting me for a plunge in the purple pool. How deep was the pain of a mountain? The domain was again ailing with subtle

Semantic Hide n’ Seek

Semantic Hide n Seek short poem

Granted that I say, What I always needed to; That the words on which I play, Might not seem like a game to you. That the lyrics my brain And tongue spit out Should not come to strain, And I

Replacing The Shovel

Replacing The Shovel short poem

She destroyed him And he loved her for it He brought the trouble She brought the shovel To bury all the tainted pieces Of his former self Partners in crime Doing the red eye boogie With wolves In sheep’s clothing

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

I Kid You Not

I Kid You Not short poem

My eyes tell always: ‘I shan’t! ‘ when people want the hunters’ hunt, yet, in their hunt I have been caught, I kid you not. At times I’m Arthur and Merlin, my thoughts as swords come out and in, Aye,

The N.d

The N.d prose poem

My home!!! my village!! My zone!!! My heritage!!! slowly transforming into a town as I pray and dream of it turning into a city, what a pity feeding the nation and suffering from kwashiorkor I see the tears of the

Seven Kind

Seven Kind short poem

Once when the forest wept, We hid under a tree, as if protected. Twice we saw the force of the storms, Cycle so stunning, even as it poured. Three pinecones fell to the ground, When they splashed, what a sound.

Northern Lights

Northern Lights short poem

Greenness in the upward horizon with the twinkling lights in the farthest sky Blue moving and merging with purple specks between Stonehenge left standing from ancient times. My thinking of this back to travel standing within the pillars, a sense