Lucidity Poems

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

Heartdrive

Heartdrive ode

And as I lay there in the dry sand The tide washed your memory away You’ve broken me down to nothing But I finally realize I’m worth something I will burn as bright as the night stars No more locking

Poems containing references to : Lucidity

You Are Malala

You Are Malala ode

Seek knowledge from the cradle to the grave -Prophet Mohammed Last night I dreamed the snow-capped hills of Swat… I saw the green spread valleys And the lucid swat river I stood for a while in front of the gate

Manifestation

Manifestation short poem

Expressions stifled by futile ambiguity; banal faces crushed by oppression. truth blind and no scent of levity; sleep while in cold repression. wake to the noise of longevity; time smiles on and on in suppression. bright colours to shift loyalty;

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My New Friend Is Missing

My New Friend Is Missing prose poem

I met her few days ago In a beautiful garden May be a new friend though face was unknowable, but as if we were known to each other from time immemorial Innocent face, solemn lines on the forehead, eyes looked like

Ah, Those Roots

Ah, Those Roots short poem

Every homecoming is a nomad’s offerings for forgiveness, A silent prayer, An apology for neglecting the roots, that have borne him. Two lovely yet lonely souls, leaning on each other Still, on their own worlds, Slowly move around and do

Flashback

Flashback short poem

Play up of the providence have tables since turned Pursuing little amiability notoriety always earned Intent though honorable forever daubed in doubt Apathy notwithstanding but spite be done without Conciliation given a shot all overtures got declined Setting right the

Poverty

Poverty short poem

In the land of dull knives I was a sharpened spoon master of grapefruit lake bright at midnight dark at nine weather swirled pin wheel frigate birds drove themselves into the teeth of a hailstorm feathers dancing on the agate

Sorrow After Infidelity

Sorrow After Infidelity elegy

That night, Together we ate the forbidden fruit, With such a ravenous appetite, No sorrow, no regrets, Just smiles, Holding each other tightly, Like we’ll never let go, No one else mattered, Only we did. Day by day, Life seemed

Let go

Let go short poem

When you ripped my mind and watched the fragments fly up around all over, I wonder how the frozen weightlessness of my memories of our past made you feel. Smiling, I let you go, while you still tried to melt

Green Vigil

Green Vigil short poem

In the heavenly abode of dense tropics , lies mighty Ashoka, medicinal Neem and ancient Banyan recounting tales of bygone era , mingling with smiling primrose , naughty berries , listening to roaring lion , chatting cuckoo, all living together

All My Own Work

All My Own Work short poem

I never know my children, once delivered they’re yours. Nurture and protect them, absolve them of all flaws. I am just a donor, casting seeds upon the leaves. Your perception filters any growers from the weeds. I present these gifts

The Sea and its Sailors

The Sea and its Sailors short poem

Abandon, abandon the ship There’s no one coming to save Abandon, abandon the ship Quick! escape your graves Abandon, abandon the ship She cried Abandon, abandon the ship The captain lied to you Abandon, abandon the ship There’s nothing left

Groups In The Neighbourhood

Groups In The Neighbourhood prose poem

The days are peaceful in our streets, schools of pupils upon their seats But when night draws in, it’s a different story, crowds of teenagers in their glory. They start to gather on the neighbours’ wall and begin kicking their

Only Thing You’ll Regret

Only Thing Youll Regret prose poem

One day you’ll only regret The people you never spoke with and met The places you never went And things you never did Then you’ll regret how much the fear controlled your actions What if, the constant question asked What

Tummy Ache

Tummy Ache short poem

Rumbling thunder in my tummy But the food was so yummy Butterflies may be having a war They are in there, black as tar Could have been the veal Only that the stomach cannot reveal I wish I hadn’t had

Velvetine Velour

Velvetine Velour prose poem

Well I fancy her, I fancy you, fancy that and it sure feels good, the way you touch my face, the way you kiss my lips and your body close to mine, candle light and fire light intensifying the mood,

Invincible

Invincible sonnet poems

My love, wake up, the drums are coming near, Our army waits, their catapults are drawn, The gate is sealed, the moat’s bridge hoisted clear, Our seers have warned about this blood drenched dawn: Should fate be worst, your asp

I Found Him

I Found Him short poem

Under the moon and the stars, I walked, The journey wasn’t easy, why lie, Chirping birds is all I could hear, The crickets chirping were all that accompanied me. Step by step I got closer, Heartbeats increasing, The cool breeze

Something More

Something More prose poem

Cradled here and not secure, but still I wait in a quiet and peaceful place It’s not I who get to choose, but others decide if I’m to join the human race Inside this gentle place, I feel nice and

Solitude

Solitude short poem

Somehow I make The same mistake So quick to bend But not to break I know the price And what’s at stake You’re fast asleep I’m wide awake I can’t say why Or how I knew The game we played

Eternal Rest

Eternal Rest elegy

Last few glimpse of a lying soul, Was seen behind ten heads Oh! Life, Is so uncertain Gains Maya when alive And attains Moksha ultimately Pride, prejudice, love and sacrifice What’s the point when it means nothing? Afterlife? Who can

Excerpt from HARRY THE MOLE

Excerpt from HARRY THE MOLE long poem

Feeling a little more strong with his clothes all back on, Harry felt a bit more enthused. He didn’t open his mouth to ask what it’s about, But his mind was no less confused. Then they tied his arms with

In Front Of Our Eyes

In Front Of Our Eyes prose poem

It’s happening right in front of our eyes. We who live today are right in the middle of it. Being swept up in the wave breaking on humanities shoreline. The global brain being born all around us, exponentially expanding, most

The Thrumming Essence Of Our Love

The Thrumming Essence Of Our Love long poem

I used to wait by the curb Listening from that familiar thrum At a distance a soft purr at best The closer the approach, the closer the crescendo Each time you came to a halt near me The engine still

Full Tank To Go.!

Full Tank To Go.! short poem

O Bella,carelessly unbound by time crashed you the ship of fools when I rode the ebb I cast aside when it was getting hard to fly Midway through the dine,I find cosmic riffs and oh no reservations as windows to

Fearsome

Fearsome short poem

Fear drives out our energy Fear make us inefficient Fear brings in turmoil Fear distances us from achievement Fear leads to pessimism Fear is the key for failure Fearless adventures Fearless successful Fearless confident Fearless optimistic Fearless helpful Fearless visionary

Cheers

Cheers long poem

Happy happy happy happy new year Welcome to the New year Goodbye to the present year The first Cheers of the new year is dedicated to you my dear The faces looks unfamiliar who is who none do know what

My Shadow

My Shadow short poem

Whereever I go there you follow When in the morning Sun rises you follow me with your height growing taller then mine As the Sun moves up at noon you would walk by my side with your height shrinking in

Rivive Thee

Rivive Thee sonnet poems

Revive thee the sun of home, REVIVE THEE the son of Tome.. where casteth thee thy piping rays where goest thee thy solid shadows mama’s only son and pride of Tom” that one strong , once bold ,young man adored

Sesquipedalia verba

Sesquipedalia verba prose poem

At first I mistook you for my own shadow under the shroud Of the horizon, in a pale early morning, when a burst of misty blue Words –spilling out of your eyes –made me wake up:        

Hills

Hills short poem

To be in love. Her heart was a hill that I climbed with slippery soles. To be still in the moments of encouragement. I’d slide down unable to catch my footing. I acknowledge that I wasn’t dressed for the occasion.

Half A Second Out Of Time

Half A Second Out Of Time prose poem

Never, in all the pointless days I have worked here Has the air ever been so dull and depressing It tasted warm and metallicdisstopea But not in a good way I turned up early this morning I mean, I hate

Ungoing

Ungoing short poem

Incredible moon tips the hallucinating tree. Lake propels the waves to limbs and strips to bank. I wear my lightning and enter into a process outside body. The night betrays and goes back to sun. There is a frame of

Writing Poetry

Writing Poetry short poem

He said it was not easy, Not that easy, writing poetry. But I didn’t think so. (Yeah! I thought of it though.) I sent him my blueprint, He laughed and laughed… It’s not that easy, you see Your’s all wilderness.

Living Together

Living Together short poem

All humans are part of one god. But still they fight among themselves. In the name of religion, Ever at the name of caste, At the name of the country. Why cannot we all live together? If we all live

Unknown Journey

Unknown Journey short poem

Oh traveller , beware you are moving in darkness light your mind’s light to tread along the path You be aware that you encounter mostly darkness in your life’s journey, the fear of going astray is sure to engulf your

World In My Head

World In My Head prose poem

It is idealism to think that life will always be as sweet as honey When a man always think about pretty things in this crazy world he will always fall as a victim of sadness because you will not always

Stay.

Stay. prose poem

you are not my gleaming sun you are not the soft, rhythmic beating of my heart you are not constant, sweet music to my ears, nor are you beauty and grace and personified you are not my winged golden seraph,

Once Again

Once Again short poem

The rain drops have poured right through my eyes Right again the scars reveals themselves again Shared the broken heart into pieces Wondering the knight might still come Telling the pain it over But pushes hard feeling me I let

A Sick Uncertainty

A Sick Uncertainty short poem

Rhetoric had a theme like crab-grass to destroy the lawn. Fly ash had submerged the legacy of sane lips. The river drifts between the broken walls of binge soaring. Tension was descending in the lanterns who were flickering hopelessly. Was