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

Poems you may like :

If Feelings Were Sculptures.

If Feelings Were Sculptures. short poem

A lovely feeling, surprisingly drenched in passion, an emotion that’s fleeting, but stronger each time, spilling from my soul, with ink on paper. I wonder at my own predicament, in a fearless emotion, that isn’t tangible, the sculptures of a

The Walk Way

The Walk Way ode

There is so much your mind thinks of all the time, You never know what way is the way to climb. You get set out into emotions you wish wouldn’t bother you but they shade over all the rest, You

Misconception

Misconception short poem

Why do you assume the other Dr’s got it wrong, Believe me when I say I have lived with this so long, I know I have some traits of the disorder that you speak, But I think you’ll find I

Dark Force

Dark Force short poem

It gathers, always been here. Waiting within. Pushing to control. Finding a home in some. Fighting those it can’t control. Weakness, exploits, control, power. Power/technology enough now to control the world. Insidious it hides it waits for global domination.

Respect Her

Respect Her short poem

Respect her She is a woman , Respect her is must . She isn’t less than a man. Respect her or else your heart should rust. What would they do without her who greed only for “brothers”? Bring out that

The Lions Roar

The Lions Roar long poem

Northumberland to Newcastle And Cumbria’s lofty hills. Durham down through Cleveland To Yorkshire’s misty dales. Across to dear old Lancashire It’s Mancs and Scousers too. Cheshire, Staffs and Shropshire The Severn lands of dew Across into the Midlands Leicester, Notts,

Kohl

Kohl short poem

And now you sit dumbstruck, being a vivid orthodox lion, you speak to the world that you are too sweet, with your creative and imagining mind. But I tell you child, ‘dreaming’ and ‘imagining’ are not synonymous words. They stand

Crib Of Sun

Crib Of Sun short poem

He faked a letter to god and slept whole night. (Fallen in a creek from a moving train.) Indeed, he saddled himself with luxury of oblivion. The success around him was most obstinate. Pretending to condone the arthritis of social

Come to me – ever new..

Come to me   ever new.. short poem

Come to me as though you were summoned, as though the colour of the evening sky, reminded you of lost love, as though the call of a crow, spoke to you about things inseparable, as though from the depths of

The Symphony Of You

The Symphony Of You short poem

The symphony of you serenades I feel for the sound of touch My fingers caress the piano keys that are the gentle ridges descending your spine Violin strings resonate in the silk strands of your scented hair Your warm eyes

A Laughing Mirror

A Laughing Mirror short poem

I have a laughing mirror, When a wave of pride, Far from the humble banks, Attacks my body, Attacks my soul, Disturbs my balance, I see my face, In the laughing mirror. I have a laughing mirror, When ugliness of

Positiveness Smiles

Positiveness Smiles short poem

I have been having people young and matured around With feelings and motives each has a different ground I searched among them an ideal which mind conceived But whenever I stopped thinking in someone I achieved Journey not ended an

Atmosphere

Atmosphere short poem

I gotta keep going , even if I can’t stay on that one road I will go on and on So even if I am wrong I have people around me that push me back there On my way to

The Monday afternoon song!

The Monday afternoon song! short poem

I get these weird reading pangs, as Monday afternoon awkwardly hangs. Kafka’s letter to his dad Morrison makes me ‘oh so sad’ Amitav Ghosh and his brain stirring images “Poetry undergoing new-lingo damages” Four gulps of water and a (micro)soft

The Echo Reaches The Whole Sky

The Echo Reaches The Whole Sky short poem

Wages of alienation were increasing. We were afraid of reflections. Shifting of landscapes will hurt the river. I was blinded by blues. Relationship becomes a speech impediment, bonds start breaking. I wanted to call your name – in solitude. The

Dark Corners

Dark Corners short poem

On a wrinkled trajectory the blood averts to abstract remission, I am out of place in time and history. Try to nudge the jumping ants with their cyberweapons ready to strike the antique nectaries of judgements. The predators were coming.

What Shall I Do!!

What Shall I Do!! short poem

What shall I do with your money .. Is it enough to buy my soul honey?? How does it matter with how many babes you sleep ? Everything is in vain if one girl you can’t forever keep!! What do

Dark Passages

Dark Passages long poem

Switch blade cross bones Skulls branded in a dark forbidden mast Asylums howl of the mentally insane Grafted in my brain once again Demonic emblems viscous fighting soldiers Once again off again romance with tarot cards Alone petrified evil cavity

The Lost Existence

The Lost Existence short poem

Losing was my wont so , I let go things . The green garden embedded with pink pearls , the petunias that crawled from the pot to heaven . I lost my childhood the early summer of my life the

Flickering Dream

Flickering Dream short poem

It was your integrity at the time of ubiquitous pain of separation, you want to move the home away from home coming to terms with the trauma your shadow was not following you playing dead nuzzling the earth, racing to

Anything For You

Anything For You sonnet poems

A beauty at heart is found, Has become a part of my Life, The access to all my worldly activities is you You leaving me is a dreadful thing, Yet,You wished me to be happy, Never said no to your

And Yet The Battle Rages On

And Yet The Battle Rages On long poem

His uniform starched and ironed parade style proudly, he stepped down from the squad van Nothing depicts him from the regular combatant except the fiber helmet, considering the hazard of his job; this looks pretty light, one would say He

Two Stars In The Sky

Two Stars In The Sky elegy

Two stars in the sky, Play hide ‘n’ seek with me; One, a little naughty, the other, a little shy. Twinkle, giggle, vanish! They love to play ‘Peek-a-boo…..’ They’re like the ones I bore, But a little closer, a little

Ford’s Theater, April 15th, 1865,

Fords Theater, April 15th, 1865, ode

Petersen House, Washington, D.C. (i admit to own a passion for the Civil War in general, and the life and death of the sixteenth president in particular). between a hard spot of whiskey and draughts of arrack nonetheless (without doubt),

Essential Tremor

Essential Tremor short poem

Reduced…tamed to but a whisper is thy breathe Years have whittled the sharpness of its point Be my heart’s voice muted faint..tacit Thy beat bursts all manner of restraint Roiled palpable is my ascending love of you, scents dance tenderly

Siachen Avalanche

Siachen   Avalanche prose poem

O you callous peaks of Siachen Cruel have been your whims illogical and insane beyond words To unleash your deadly powers on dutiful soldiers at work was not an act of bravado but the most condemnable deceit . Look every

An Old Rose

An Old Rose long poem

When a rose turns old petals fall but the rose bud remains and its beauty and fragrance leaves a lasting impression in our minds Sure the beauty and fragrance of a rose lasts but briefly but the rose garden goes

Love, So Long Ago

Love, So Long Ago short poem

I can remember the days when love was abundant, Oh, it was so long ago! I remember when every turn was a new, more exciting, and more adventurous lover, I remember love, as a take and go trade, It was

Scattered Words

Scattered Words short poem

Scattered words Are like our living May not mean Anything substantial When used well In sequences With our intent of Making those Sounding meaningful Be it in own ways And share the contents With other people Mend with time On

Panic

Panic short poem

What’s the next step? The next move with my life My thoughts have ceased The wheels of creation, turn no more A stand still in a moving world A world, where I feel so out of place A time and

Step By Step

Step By Step short poem

In this life, sometimes we face, Steps we have to take, that brings disgrace. Those around you, will point and judge, But if those steps for you, are good, I say, do not budge. For what steps we take, that

To Be Seduced

To Be Seduced short poem

She was mesmerisngly beautiful Her deep dark eyes like pools of night Hypnotised me Fixed me Froze me , to the spot. I looked away to no avail She smiled, a delicious voluptuous smile Twas then I saw her fangs

Black Rain

Black Rain long poem

The cloak of night is on me Comforting in its envelope. The gloom helps me mask, for a while, The pain I nurse within. Dark purple skies And faint silhouettes of clouds. Lightning heralds the distant thunder The macabre outline

Tomorrow, Tonight

Tomorrow, Tonight short poem

Tomorrow will the sun shine bright Its warm finger-like breath streaming through my windows Awakening into song birds nestled ‘neath the rafters Tonight will the moon glow as before Sharing its beauty and radiance A shy princess amidst starry glittering

Loneliness

Loneliness short poem

A meaningless void, Festering inside of me… An uncontrollable urge, That no one can see… It brings me down, binding me in chains… Though it seems unreal, But it hurts and it pains…!! Loneliness remains my friend, Though I want

Schadenfreude

Schadenfreude short poem

Just needle on all of their pain, Is there something that you’d like to gain, But its all amiss when she plants her devilish kiss, After all, somebody’s misfortune is someone’s momentary bliss. Well the Schadenfreuder never sleeps, At least

Come

Come short poem

Friend of the night, come with me, The moon has closed its eyelid, The night is like the pitch; Come on sleepy streets Like coiled snakes, hibernating In the shade of houses like the crenels Of a fortress desolated by

Freedom From in Me

Freedom From in Me short poem

Thoughts come racing through my mind. I am trying to grow, but I need to unwind. Encouraging myself to do what I must, But when it comes to facing it, I feel like dust. Dry in ideas, and blowing without

Ode To The Gone

Ode To The Gone ode

The bushes, I remember, have been there in the tales of my love! The breath, the tears, and the aura of virgin forest – The art, the sighs, the darkness, the motorcycle, the roads, the unending journeys, have been there!