Makana Poems

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

Yea, You All Look Alike

Yea, You All Look Alike short poem

The Democrats The baseball executives The cops The professionals and the experts and their assistants Swapping talking points and selling the deal Shoveling our infrastructure and our water to the rich as fast as you can Dispersing low grade food

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Mutual Divine Love

Mutual Divine Love short poem

When your hot breath passes through warmth of my breath an amazing heat is born from the burning volcano of love that generates a new energy for two hearts to board a ship of love-dreams When my thirsty eyes peep

Baby On Board

Baby On Board short poem

Dear Husband… We had just started our lives together Hopes to pick & dreams to gather Confused I saw my correctness suffer Irritated your freedom found a dictator; Changing ourselves for better & worse We were just learning to tighten

Puddy Mccuddy The Fuddy Duddy

Puddy Mccuddy The Fuddy Duddy long poem

So here’s a quick study On a guy that’s kinda nutty; His name? Puddy McCuddy, And he’s a real fuddy duddy. In a nutshell, this nut is stuck in Time; At least that’s the case in his dusty mind. There’s

The Clown

The Clown short poem

Long, long ago there was a bustling town Among whose inhabitants was a funny clown. Whenever he saw a face with a frown He would set upon a mission to bring a smile And to give a new meaning to

Her love for Africa.

Her love for Africa. long poem

Her Love for Africa! A sun rises in the morning because a new day has begun, And in that day much is expected to achieve. From every field worked on, a harvest is expected. Likewise for each day we live

Zorb The Superb Orb

Zorb The Superb Orb long poem

Welcome, my friends, to bustling New York – The port of lore, the door to more, Abounding, of course, in scores of stores And words and Fords and public transport. Adored by humans of every sort, Inviting all to come

Rubies From Ivory

Rubies From Ivory short poem

Oh what a tragedy my own soul is mad at me but who can blame her after all I made her endure I may have created a soul eating disease for which there is no cure she tells me she

Flesh Against Spirit

Flesh Against Spirit short poem

This war between, the flesh, and spirit, When it begins, you can really feel it. For the flesh wants you to do, the things that are wrong, But your spirit wants you,to sing a victory song. Then you get caught

Cuckoo

Cuckoo short poem

You were a mere embellishment, plastered with small tools to to the wall. Your hourly and chronological toll from the balcony, each call going in vain once and for all. Ignorant Blurs oblivious and paying no heed, to your rusted,

Dream Fear

Dream Fear short poem

My simple yet complicated Today is done for the day I did witness intricate plots, Impromptu visits, marathons, And deep inhales and exhales To not breathe out the anger Irritations, dislikes and disturbances I lay wrapped in my cloth of

Whisperings

Whisperings short poem

There is an utterer in my mind Sometimes it shouts and is unkind At times it sings a carefree tune As if it’s a sunny day at noon Oh, but it can be careless Screaming at me with its furiousness

A Long Dream (dream Of Dreams)

A Long Dream (dream Of Dreams) short poem

I had a long dream (dream of dreams)… I went to a pond… sat on the banks… thinking about nothing… as nothing came to my mind… something moved out there… some animal or fish, what? it was very close to

Poetic Tapestry

Poetic Tapestry long poem

5 Newest Pieces By Mario William Vitale Springstein Diapers & Wine later on in the village their were aristocrats and thinkers junkies, flunkies & hippies the poetry added to the mood a cosmic tapestry the pool of Springstein on the

Day is Day and Night is Night

Day is Day and Night is Night short poem

The day is white bright winter sunshine coats on, scarves many coloured, the zenith is the warmest The night is black dark moonless cloud duvet tight, pillows many and soft, the nadir is the coldest Between the lark and the

Fallen Leaves

Fallen Leaves short poem

Leaves on the trees turning from yellow to brown With a stiff wind soon on the ground Rustling, rustling A pile of leaves so neatly collected Beckoning me so they’re not neglected Rustling, rustling I jump I jump so gleefully

Fallen Woman

Fallen Woman short poem

you know what I am able to do I take a guess about you you say “everyone has feelings for you” don’t clarify that means anything to you why do people trust you? I’ve always wondered “what you do” you

I love to worship Him

I love to worship Him short poem

Many times I have said, thought and done Many a time I have come before Him With a tear smeared face, a broken heart and a failed soul Many times in the reason of my living I have thought; thought

Blossom

Blossom short poem

Sweet tender flower… I love you. Been long in the Garden… In search. You speak to my senses… In silent, poignant eloquence. I long to wake with you… Feel the warmth of morning’s smile upon us. Look upon you… For

True Companionship

True Companionship short poem

I am a cliff offshore with rocky coat & soft core not so far off but spanned by deep sea neither special nor rare but made of dead debris Wish to inhabitate But the sea is inhibiting I’ll cobble to

Dream Vs Reality

Dream Vs Reality short poem

Are you a dream or a reality? Kissing me gently, touching me softly. Us not meeting is no less than a tragedy. Why could I not see what was always before me? The endearing smile, Stay longer…just a little while.

Encounters

Encounters short poem

Most people we meet will be friends and not foes (Though truthfully, some people get up our nose!) Those moments together can bless us or blight us But thankfully most of our meetings unite us At times we wear prickles,

Like Air

Like Air short poem

The next time we meet. I plan to meet you in unnoticed fashion. To come face to face even if you laugh or chase to how far your mind wanders. I plan to meet you today and the day after.

Other Side

Other Side prose poem

It’s early morning The sun is still preparing herself to shine I don’t know if I’m ready to meet the sun Because I have been friends with the moon The dark gives me so much more happiness Than the bright

Chained

Chained short poem

I am trapped in my own little space I am looking for a door to freedom Trapped in the darkness of the past Waiting for someone to unchain me Here in the darkness There’s a thought of what could be

The Camping Trip

The Camping Trip short poem

The fathers are all crying there is no more beer so they drank the river water now they weep like children and the wives wring their hands talk about amoebas, bacteria the children tend the campfire no one asks them

God’s Mercy

Gods Mercy short poem

Whosoever holds tight God’s rope He does not burden beyond His scope Sincerity in adversity helps to cope A man with faith never loses his hope Oh my God overlook my blunders Only you save me from all thunders Your

Fall

Fall short poem

Gone is the palace Emerald green More vibrant colours Steal the scene Brilliant hues Red and gold Herald a world Harsh and cold Winds of change Whisper through the halls The canopy breaks Flutters, falls Of Summer’s death Do not

War!

War! short poem

I don’t remeber what I tried to forget Lost words that were better left unspoken The days that were gone, that were never to happen again You were one in a million and I was a thousand to two Now

Basket Of Dreams

Basket Of Dreams short poem

When I met you for the first time You gifted me..My Basket of Dreams Long But Forgotten, Lost But Found ! Full of Bliss ..Thy Basket of Dreams Its Woven with silk of your reflection Its coated in pink, your

Journey To The Past

Journey To The Past short poem

What if I could retrace my steps Back to my painful, dreadful past? I have made it a curse and hell Due to my own sheer folly and Unavoidable vice that placed My life at the footsteps of doom. I

White Face

White Face short poem

The first time I saw you I knew not who you were, your wonderful gentleness forever captured my heart. So I sat very quietly on my back deck and watched you dance, like a ballerina; all around my backyard. Your

Quest

Quest short poem

Quest is the synonym of determination, so always think that while you proceed forward Quest is the glad tiding of success, and determination opens all secrets of universe Quest is the light in life Determination so increases that light Quest

Tamso’ ma jyotir gamaya

Tamso ma jyotir gamaya short poem

A faint knock on the door again reminiscent of old demons old dilemmas that die hard enticing me to the unknown, once again uncharted terrain with entrapment for life trying to re-define, re-invent what all take for granted why does

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog (part Two)

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog  (part Two) long poem

Let us go then, you and I… Let us go then… Tired? Surprisingly, we have been saying this a hundred years. It haunts. The hallucination continues. No, it leap-frogs. Eliot was dead before I was born, before we were born.

My Best Friend

My Best Friend short poem

Best friends are angels sent from above, They deserve every bit of your true love. This relationship is beautiful and wise, Rendering to life a spirit that never dies. What will happen in the end? To a life that has

The City Sleeps…

The City Sleeps… short poem

They say, “You miss someone when you lose that one”; I’ve lost some electricity this morning, and I already miss my hot shower. The washing machine just forgot her daily round, while the purifier has peed not in his earthen

Talking Sands

Talking Sands short poem

The beams were ready to collide on the bars of hate. The blast was coming with adjectives. It was immortality of a street which was going to survive. New herons will come to wade in troubled waters. Pure white. But

Compromise

Compromise short poem

You are my greatest joy, And my darkest sorrow. My high and my low. I see your reflection In the salt of my tears. And your hallowed presence In every fear Deep down in the crevices of memory You lay

Listening To The Sea – I

Listening To The Sea   I prose poem

Every day every moment I come to the shore longing for you and I go back disappointed without seeing you I’m glad you asked me to talk to you My waves speaks of the limitless desires I hold Only a