Mellowness Poems

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

Because I Am Addicted To You

Because I Am Addicted To You prose poem

Long ago When you mesmerized me by your delightful breathtaking figure I realized first time how close I was to scenic beauty I was infatuated with you by intoxicating smell of your body You would always carry mellowness in your

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Greed And Contentment

Greed And Contentment short poem

Human mind is as wide as ocean Its desires are as deep as sea When the greed sets in the mind It is like a tsunami in ocean The range of desires is as vast as the boundary of ocean

Many Namesakes

Many Namesakes short poem

Boots in air an elite brain hangs out from the tall tears. It does not search an exit. Time moves out with a murder in eyes. Leading a spartan life in a lair, in tune with absolutely zilch. A sexy

Nightfall

Nightfall short poem

Nightfall over the temple grounds A full moon expressionless without a sound Grudgingly grants its pale luminance Obviously tired of its nightly performance A starry canopy of quietness and tranquility Punctuated by harmonious chanting of such gentility Silhouettes of monks

Love Sonnet 206

Love Sonnet 206 sonnet poems

My rhymes now fill with mostly raving words, In lexicon of wonderment and praise Which heart with glowing adjectives affords, Where talks refer to how your charm portrays; No better attributes description holds, Than what admiring eyes could oft bestow

Flashing Lights

Flashing Lights short poem

I know where I’m going, Though I’m in no rush to get there. I have time to myself, And I will let my journey take me, To where my fate decides. I see some flashing lights across the road Which

Adventures In Literature

Adventures In Literature short poem

I wish I lived in middle earth, With wizards and hobbits and elves. Just give me a sword and a quest to fulfil, Like the heroes in the books on my shelves. I wish I had a dragon to slay,

Undone

Undone ballad

You meant for me to come undone. But verbal attacks won’t keep me down. You lied about the lie you lied about. Now all I want from you is freedom. I have free will to pick and choose. I don’t

Life With You

Life With You short poem

I tried believing in your lies, But nothing in my life seems right… I got to find a way away from you, I got to hide my drenched eyes..! But only for a while, Will I be gone and back…

Random Sin

Random Sin short poem

In pinnate physicals, the thing, moves like a stark terror savagely. A primal fear takes over, because dead don’t speak. The bullet had passed through chest. Mutiny of dumb dandelions, lipless voices in the sea of madness. Search for a

And Like A Spoon, I Fell

And Like A Spoon, I Fell short poem

She felt my thirst. Grabbing my legs lifting me in the air. I had no idea what was about to happen. The plastic removed from my face, the breath of life. I felt comfort in her hands. The places that

A Sugary Morning

A Sugary Morning prose poem

Here is a sugary morning, but the rooster is still asleep. A dove with a bride’s dress is preparing to coo on a baked brick at the road from Damascus to Constantinople. At a wall standing between two doors, there

At Stake

At Stake ballad

She smiled for a deep need of admiration Her world was of fantasy and delusion Her senses of mental fragmentation She welcomed someone When no one was there She never knew when she was sick Like demons tugging the stigma

Where Thou Are

Where Thou Are ode

Where thou are My creator and my god from the moment you knew I am never a second you unthought me my tantrums; you smiled my attitudes; you redirected you knew me better than me your love boundless selfless yet….

South Hawthorn

South Hawthorn short poem

Somewhere Down Over South Hawthorn’s Way That’s where we would always meet at the dark End of the street in the moon’s shadow Teenagers sneakin’ some kissin’, some huggin’ And some lovin’ until the break of day and just A

Coffee And Conversation

Coffee And Conversation short poem

Cups of hot water & beans-Ah coffee! and tongues spewing air laden alphabets; from a lazy afternoon till a hazy evening, coffee and conversation.. Of loves & lies and dreams & sighs, mothers & brothers, fathers & sisters; of passions

Creator’s Creator

Creators Creator short poem

Woman changed into stone as Ahilya, Woman submerged into waters as Sohni, Woman was buried in wall as Anarkali, And she sank into earth as Sita, Woman was burnt alive as St John! She has been sacrificing since ages Where

Sensible

Sensible short poem

Queues of the rising, Directions without compromising, In the heat of summer, Or autumn winds, Lift your face, And wear a proud chin. Where to move and how, Carefully seeded with or without, Sensible gains and losses, Or in the

The Salt Tree

The Salt Tree prose poem

In the road to the South, which hasn’t ended yet, from the yet not finished North, at the ball’s surface which had lost its center and produced sacred shrines fighting each other all along the road, there, that white tree

Penance

Penance short poem

The nip in the air, the shying sun Was not long ago when it was fun Winter in Delhi with its November sun Making hearts flutter for almost everyone Misty evenings made mysterious still With heady fragrance of the saptparni

The Tongue

The Tongue short poem

More powerful than a sword it feels, One way flow, the only flow Can be controlled, can’t be too. Tactfully used, it can take you far Rashly used, it will take you down. Though easy maintenance, use it sparse. Far

The Lost Trail

The Lost Trail short poem

We watched them leaving- Leaving for the western plateau. We have our kin over there. They have promised them free passage. Will the others do the same? Some of them vowed to come back. Some of them cursed us back.

Just A Little Lower Than The Angels

Just A Little Lower Than The Angels long poem

Well what’s wrong with the world that We can’t all just get along? Surely this is the dream of the Angels and Jehovah’s never ending song. Love and compassion go a long, long way So embrace your brother with warm

Eyes Of Passion

Eyes Of Passion short poem

All defenses crumbled, all fears banished All reasons negated, all arguments destroyed Looking into your big passionate eyes Not random chance, but providence Crossing our ways time and again Leading me to your big passionate eyes Yield just once to

Funky Monkey

Funky Monkey short poem

Oooh FUNKY MONKEY on a John Deer tractor in a pair of blue overalls everybody that gets a load of you just has to have their picture taken with you Now you’re a movie star with agents on speed dial

Musings Over A Passing Day

Musings Over A Passing  Day prose poem

It’s the new year eve once again and I am happy but a little pensive too . Silently I hear the clock ticking and watch the tiny moments slipping from my hand like the grains of sand in the hour

Compliments

Compliments short poem

The sweet and suave sound from your lips is so lovely, Like a river sounds lyrically while passing on green valley. It fulfills my heart with joy and edifies the soul with divinity, I feel eternal pleasure, as if I

Mother

Mother long poem

She is the one I could rely on in times when things were scarce; to always find a way to get by when thing’s went from bad to worse. She is a true matriarch; the gel at the centre of

The Dreams

The Dreams short poem

Stories comes and go Some fascinating some horrific Shows new journey in new ways Shows new goals to be achieved Achievements to be accomplished Steps towards goal Land of happiness where no went ever Have seen the view But no

My Parents

My Parents short poem

On my birth, they were smiling at me while I was crying at them When in the cradle they were trying to kiss me while I was seeking to miss them While as a kid they were pinching my cheeks, I was shouting at their pranks When I was a

The Ear Rings

The Ear Rings long poem

These ear-rings, made up of different metals, shapes, and colors do adorn the ears, they think; our foolish girls, not knowing the troubles they create, on jumping, dancing and attracting the boys, equally wicked and foolish, imaging her beauty on

I Am Human

I Am Human short poem

I don’t plead to be accepted Beg to be apart of anything I don’t pray that you’ll take my hand Or walk with me any day, But before you lift your tongue Or cut your eyes to judge me Understand

The Poetry Of Life

The Poetry Of Life long poem

I feel the tiredness of my years, those quiet times when breath appears in melting mosaic imagery, upon the mirrors of a sea that only calls so many names, through pious sunlit tortured flames that scrape themselves away from light,

Paradox

Paradox short poem

The world is my canvas Full of confusion And chains My surroundings insist on me Holding on to the Pain but Why? Why I ask myself have we Gotten To this point where we See things for what they are

Love

Love short poem

Love is lifting of spirits and opening of hearts All else is just possessiveness and control All else is just wants and needs All else is just a sense of loss of control All else is just unhappiness and hell

Decision. Conform. Disappear.

Decision. Conform. Disappear. short poem

When you have been for long hanging into a strange nothingness, you begin to feel your floating hinges creak. Decide, decide, decide. Because everyone knows what they want from their lives (it’s believed). But creaking hinges are good I say,

Wine Of Love

Wine Of Love short poem

Love is like an aroma of flowers, Stimulating the senses, Waking the ravenous hunger, Of an insatiable thirst for, Unhurried passion. A love lies beneath, That’s a light from within, With glowing embers of passion, Hearts racing in unison, Emotions

Sleeping Buddha

Sleeping Buddha short poem

Happening? you heave a sigh. In peril, mother of peace? Real threat to ice lingam? the Creator? Falling apart? Cat’s claw was not healing. Where the greens will go? The pods, the seeds? Tara, Tara! come again, we are waiting

Paradox

Paradox short poem

I’ve been self reflecting, But my mirror is broken. I’m a paradox. The only thing I know about my self Is that I know nothing about myself at all. Or do I? Through my broken mirror, am I lying? Or

Let Go

Let Go short poem

Some day this curse will fade and break away, No more pain, no more tears, no more hiding from this place. Just putting first myself rather than the rest of you, Who have hurt me instead. Please let me go,