Mentors Poems

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

They Were Once With Us

They Were Once With Us short poem

Like rains in spring they came to us A blessing they were to us Like extra-terrestrials we treated them Not knowing that all they wanted was to help We always turned our backs on them Our right hand they were

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When I was young

When I was young prose poem

When I was young, I thought I knew so much about so much, about this and that, and him and her, and they and them, and such and such. When I was young, I knew where I wanted to go,

When I Was Young

When I Was Young prose poem

When I was young, I thought I knew so much about so much, about this and that, and him and her, and they and them, and such and such. When I was young, I knew where I wanted to go,

My First Teachers

My First Teachers prose poem

Here are these few flowers To honor my first teachers Who taught me even before I knew how to communicate . The first and foremost , my mother Who was second to none but Nature She taught me to voice

Let’s Talk To Them, And Listen more

Let’s Talk To Them, And Listen more short poem

Our children…our youth, let’s talk to them and listen more. Outer behaviour is all, we try to cure There’s more behind, we need to explore. Let them cry, laugh and express, all they want to pour As caregivers and mentors,

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Love Sonnet 06

Love Sonnet 06 sonnet poems

How will I paint your smile, so mystical, I’m no Rembrandt or Michelangelo, Your voice, soothing and musical, I grope for notes, to strike the keys aglow; How can I save the imprints of your touch, Preserve endearing kiss-marks of

Mind-bending

Mind bending short poem

Self-realisation does not come when you expect it. It is beyond being aware or understanding your situation. It involves radical thinking Awakening happens when you’re fed up And you want to break the vicious cycle Unchain yourself from what society

Pantheon

Pantheon short poem

After the moon it was an unkempt night. I wanted to kill the narrative and recast the frozen history. A dirt road leads to a new trajectory now, splattered with blood. A double tongued thought brings the ire of screaming

Boundless

Boundless short poem

I carry within me the warmth of the sun as the daylight fills my face with radiance. In the midst of it’s glaring beams I let my soul dwell in love and embrace peace. My feet, crafted with gracefulness sturdily

Religion

Religion short poem

Asphyxiated by curled hands. Punishment for tainted moon, it has floated down to darker side of continence. You push the body in wall, Coal burns in the eyes. The shadow at last, leaves the body. The high priest, goes for

Ridiculous

Ridiculous long poem

Ridiculous, ridiculum, ridiculi, Everything that lives must suffer and die. Ridiculous, ridiculum, ridiculi, You can’t live forever so why even try. Don’t give it away though, Don’t let them take it from you either. Don’t really even mind going, Just

The Night Sky

The Night Sky short poem

As the sun dives into the beguiling sky And the darkness is about to smear the vault of heaven. The mind, then wanders the lonesome places. The moment , when the mollified region is filled with despondency. The night, then

Stormy Weather Friend

Stormy Weather Friend short poem

What are we doing? Where are we going from here? What are we? My stormy weathered friend I hear you scream. I see your dreams untold. I love you. My stormy weather friend. When you’re wounded who will heal you?

One

One prose poem

One may be Goodlooking but his Bad luck will not make him a filmy hero One may be intelligent but his Ego may come in the way of success One may be efficient but his over confidence may mar his

Search For Love

Search For Love prose poem

In younger years & on my own accord…I wasted so much time on you love, searching for validity of your created nature… seeking the same emotional high, others who’ve experienced you, say, is in the vapors emitting from your exotic

Living

Living short poem

They didn’t fear the violence in the sky Rare in Seattle, a dark parade of corybantic Beasts where there’s often a light grey Ceiling. It came on in a pinwheel, blotting Every point on the rose in its turn before

Feminine As Divine

Feminine As Divine short poem

When you visit a temple, could see scintillating sculpture Attention of your eyes, easily it may capture Sculptural forms of women, that shall grace, Standing of the ancient arts, apparent to trace They were cultural motif of celestial women Delightfully

Fear Of Falling

Fear Of Falling short poem

Thinking, contemplating my current situation. Scared. The lights of the city are turning down. From this view I can see everything. I’m watching her come down for the night. Helping me to not come down alone. Slowly, dying together. From

Go Wild

Go Wild long poem

A Naked soul once thought how it would be to be wild? To be dressed by the ambitions and fantasies all colorful , it couldn’t wait to shine. Listen to your soul when it calls for your attention, listen to

Being A Poet

Being A Poet short poem

While my ten fingers are busy forming the letters into words, A thousand thoughts forming in my mind as it creates something to accord. A tons of things to ponder and wonder, A lot of imaginations to expand and discover.

Diamond In The Swamp’ Pt. 3

Diamond In The Swamp Pt. 3 short poem

The sprawling mangrove forest shifted away from the giant concrete thoroughfare that has come to traverse through their murky habitation. Their host of wild mammals and their uncut barbaric lifestyle have retreated farther to their dense recluse of primitivity. New

Deep Roots

Deep Roots prose poem

Fathers are trees whose roots are so deep and strong that we cling to them for ever Eventually we get lost into them that gives a different pleasure Now when my father has gone far away from me desire of

Counting

Counting short poem

One, Too many firsts, Two, We got sand in our shoes, Three, You wanted to keep seeing me. One, trigger word for gay beginnings, Two, times with denim jackets and black bottoms, Three, Popcorn, jelly tots and prawn tempura sushi.

Love-a Thing To Keep With You

Love a Thing To Keep With You short poem

“I Love You ” this was what she said to him The riverside, green grass cover and moonlight dim Waiting for “Yes” there she was bending down on her knees It took her guts to ask, after all those friend’s

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

Phantom Lover

Phantom Lover short poem

She comes to me, My phantom lover, in the night, Wraps her sweet, dark Arms around me, And sweeps me to the heights And depths of her desire. Passion pulsing, crowning, Sailing, swirling, drowning. Through the years this dream survived,

Love Is Love

Love Is Love long poem

Well you say the lifestyle he lives is wrong God created Adam and Eve not Adam and Steve, well hell who are you to judge without Weighing all the options, did you ever think That maybe he’s still dealing with

Greening

Greening long poem

it bleeds in thin sunset strands filters through within sunlight congealing in layers every day a fat ripeness that makes old folks sob for the urges their bodies no longer answer the pig died like prejudice you can learn about

If You Can

If You Can short poem

Come, I will take you through the ocean, if you can, just measure the depth of my love. Come, I will take you in the shower of rain, if you can, just measure my tears and pain. Come, I will

Breaking From Past

Breaking From Past short poem

Fighting with his ghosts, intimate dirt, disseminating pain he was going home. Finding a panic room in pectorals, for numbness of toes, lifting the door of burden in dying vision, his father comes in daylight of old age, climbing the

I Will Hide In Your Hands

I Will Hide In Your Hands prose poem

I will hide in your hands away from all pain No one can ever hurt me again I thank you Jesus that you hold me close that you love me Lord God of hosts I thank you Jesus that your

The Unspeakable

The Unspeakable sonnet poems

Lost in the labyrinth of our new world I gazed upon and saw a damsel immediately I fell into a trance Her beauty struck me at first sight as she looked just like a goddess Unknown to me her mother

2 a.m.

2 a.m. short poem

Let’s get wasted at 2 am and say all of the things that have never been said – you know, while we’re sober, on guard and too ashamed to speak? I want to know what and how you think. We

Voice In My Head

Voice In My Head prose poem

It’s always absurd To give up everything and run after something that’s never been achieved without even knowing if thats anyway possible A total dreamer missing everything at every point believing in instincts that are just abstract emotions Maybe its

A Life Story

A Life Story long poem

Dedicated to Grace Abu Khalid who made me love Arabic which is my native language Being fifty years old now I met my Arabic teacher somehow I guess it is the will of God Joining with Grace, I am so

Heavy Feet

Heavy Feet short poem

Heavy feet Slowly walk Are you there to see their feeble knock They’ve lost their tappings They are cold They are stepping towards a lost hold They have weight of pain and remorse in piles The pain of hunger and

Opening

Opening short poem

I’m trying to escape from the prison I made, once, for my flesh, shattering the bars of fear which lost their purpose and meaning- something dies in me yet I replenish myself as a round moon. Walls, raised by my

Enter Prize Zing Wit To Whit

Enter Prize Zing Wit To Whit ballad

upon porcelain goddess, most brilliant ideas in me mind lit sole seasoned bugs bunny car tune character of kit car son ridding imagination fired fast as fleeting thoughts softly hit attempting with futility to net ideas in mind that flit

Channel 1

Channel 1 long poem

You’re faker than Than Hollywood on my Tv screen The deceiving lies Told to make me believe Your insidious plan Thinking I’m so naive F***** up ideologies Never deserve any apologies Evil, maniacal strategies Wish I wasn’t existent in your

Cages Of The Mind

Cages Of The Mind short poem

We transferred… From cages in reality, To cages of the mind. Stuck in a mindset. Where someone owes you something. Instead of working for it, You blame others for your misfortune. “The White Man” kept me from getting this or