Moved Poems

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

For Nepal – I Am Moved

For Nepal   I Am Moved elegy

The asphalt glints silver As the pitter- patter of my feet Mingle with the sounds of laughter, Anticipation and wonder Seem to echo from the brilliance Of the mountains as they glint, Glow and rejoice in the sun. Now I

Moved On

Moved On short poem

Memories that remind me of you, Get me all teary and blue, Putting at rest all that was gone, I have moved on, Moved on. The feigned vows and sham feelings, Loads of lies and deceitful dealings, Putting at rest

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Moving On

Moving On short poem

Driving down the highway, Going from here to there. Lights in all the windows I want to live somewhere. Someone’s home, the lights Are bright and all aglow. No rest for us tonight. We’ve many miles to go. Dad’s asleep

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In Vain, A Minute After

In Vain, A Minute After short poem

There was a matter to write about, A minute ago, mass of words were Filling up my mind I should pen this, that and other My head was overflowing with Powerful words and emotions To an extent, that I lost

Dad

Dad long poem

There’s a man that I knew, not too close, not too far, as a child he was there to tend to my scars. A man with a past, of that I had no doubt, a man, when provoked, who knew

A Forever Love

A Forever Love long poem

I’ve taken my Time To put my Heart on the Line, These few words of mine Is a Testament of our Love Divine Only a few days had passed Since we first met A date to the church We were

The Final Countdown

The Final Countdown long poem

Things have not looked up Since the end of that war. We have tried our best! But It seems that we are doomed! People have lost all hopes… The Asuras should be happy. They are in distress too though. Uncle

Walking By Windows

Walking By Windows long poem

The vagabond was once again on the window, Begging love and asking to open the gate, And the fairy inside the house reluctant, Said helpless she was being slave of the fate, First you peep in the four windows, Starting

Face To Face

Face To Face short poem

I’ve come for walk early today. It’s not dawn yet. But don’t worry! In the park, on reaching the banyan tree, It came out- an indistinct figure- dark, with …Terrible fangs! Hairy body! Fiery eyes! At one go, I moved

The Heart Of A Male Romantic

The Heart Of A Male Romantic short poem

The heart of a male romantic expresses his feelings born from his own pen rather then purchased in a card He is moved to comfort the one who holds his adoring gaze He will make her feet float softly on

The Christmas Stench

The Christmas Stench prose poem

There was once a minister who moved to San Francisco to pastor a little church. The name of that little church was Emmanuel which means “God with us”. There was an atmosphere about that little church that said to strangers

Freddy The Flea

Freddy The Flea long poem

Freddy the flea moved in here with me, and his family were queued up behind. I said ‘it’s a cheek’, but he looked pretty bleak, so I said c’mon in’ ‘cos I’m kind. In they all trotted, and now they

A Trip To The Wonderland

A Trip To The Wonderland prose poem

Hey ! happy riders ! All set for a pleasure trip ? Would you please take me along Or just share your ambitious plan ? ” Up the hills and down to the vales Across the streams and rivers on

Father To Son

Father To Son short poem

I touch your cheek I’m surprised, it’s cold I reach for your hand I need it to hold I look into eyes That once gleamed and sparkled As we loved and laughed And wrestled and tickled The eyes are now

I Want To Show Up My Face To The Rain!

I Want To Show Up My Face To The Rain! short poem

Life has moved ahead, From just sitting by the window pane, I want to show up my face to the rain !! I want to feel the breeze on my wet cheeks, I want to shiver with pleasure … the

Love Sonnet 226

Love Sonnet 226 sonnet poems

Time nary waits for us or for our love: Like rose that wilts, or song that can grow old, Or coals that glow like even stars above, But sooner fade or dim, and can grow cold; Not one thing stays;

The Bee

The Bee prose poem

One summers day in mid-July, I sauntered down a rocky path, secluded and forbidding; the trees and vines were on all sides, entangled, strong, and hidden; I trudged along the darkened path with fear for one full hour, with help,

Tears That Fall

Tears That Fall short poem

Tears that fall die on the lips You can taste the salt you sip The tear drips down your face In your mouth the tear you faste The bitter taste of the pain you feel In your mouth becomes more

I want to remember…

I want to remember... short poem

I want to remember… those immaculate strings moving across this spectrum of dust this spectrum of golden dust stealing around your meningeal hair those amusing gaps segue ways of humorous slip ups I’ve missed in order to get on with

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day poetry articles

He was the first man your eyes opened to.. The shivering hand that touched your tiny nose.. The strong arm you cuddled on.. His love that kept brimming but never spilled.. Those eyes that made everything seem within reach.. That

The Old Odhani

The Old Odhani prose poem

She shakes it, spreading the exuberance, gushing out of its folds ’n Crevices of long-ago, like a perennial stream of jubilant euphoria- Converting matter into emotions, from the tangible to the intangible, Embodying an idyllic confluence around, fervently fluttering to

Lost Friendship

Lost  Friendship short poem

Alone, sitting on an old recliner Watching the lonely road, That led to my home. Drizzling rain and silent nature added to my Seclusion As my thoughts faded to memoirs, I was thinking about You Decades have passed, since we

The Solitary Child

The Solitary Child elegy

An intense day it was when things started alternating my mother was of 30s when she fell asleep. I didn’t know, as what to do, I was then a boy of class 5 came back to home after an exacting

Never Give Up The Gift, Life

Never Give Up The Gift, Life long poem

Listen, listen to my beating heart It has learnt the expression art Hear, hear my bold manly voice It has learnt the speech to rejoice Look, look at my confident eyes They have learnt adjustment to rise Yes I have

To Childhood, With Love

To Childhood, With Love short poem

Looking back, I see That I’ve come a long way From where I used to be. In the faraway town, Where I spent the best days of my life. Rainy, sunny, cloudy… Whatever it may be. I had my own

Summer Rain of a Dad

Summer Rain of a Dad short poem

He sounded very feeble Unlike the man he once was “I heard” he said “what you wrote” Picking on a Love Hate duel; An innocuous note that I have penned in an obscure magazine. “How come you feel that I

Reflection Of Reality!

Reflection Of Reality! prose poem

The world’s a big place, big place with large number of lives resting, amongst them lives the mixture of feelings, for time is money and not an element to live, air is just a source to exist not to breathe

Grave Silence

Grave Silence long poem

As usual he was busy in his daily routine while his dreams and ambitions were soaring he believed that he would be happy for ever and shadow of sorrow would never come near His aim in life was to add

Jet Lagged Wal-Mart In Florida

Jet Lagged Wal Mart In Florida short poem

There are indigenous children in every basket surly shopping at 10:00 PM as if single parents have taken refuge from the pounding rain among the long aisles of cheap goods, undifferentiated blue-white light. They want to go home there’s not

At The Crossing Of Seven Winds

At The Crossing Of Seven Winds poetry books

Nature is wild and eagles and wolves will never be lovers. But certainly Poetry can overcome every obstacle and translates our dreams, desires, passions.. in images that evoke even a new, different Universe. It fulfills the very nature of Poetry

Forward In The 60’s

Forward In The 60s prose poem

In the rural South, sometimes life was cruel Robbery from the poor was legal, via dirt cheap labor In all practicality, one could say that we were going backwards In the North, city life was fearful and dangerous I was

Legacy

Legacy short poem

A wretched little hut still stands. Stained windows, a cranky door. There was laughter in it once, but nobody lives here anymore. Broken down by the waves of time, Still putting up a bold front.  Violence, loneliness, pain, people moved

Midday Dreams With Dragonfly

Midday Dreams With Dragonfly long poem

Dragonfly on the rock. Daydreams in the sky. Men that matter on the deck. Women a far cry. Children fishing on the rocks, gathering crabs that claw. Picking nets of blue synthetic, meshed like entwined twine. Twirling networks on ship

A Parallel Universe…

A Parallel Universe... short poem prose poem

She lifted me gently in her arms, Smiles and warmth all around, She cuddled me closer to her chest, Humming a lullaby that resounds even today, She looked at me in the eye, Her words were soft and divine, Her

The Glorious Ones

The Glorious Ones long poem

I wonder what you think Of the human race From your celestial pedestal Above time and space? In our lil’ world that revolves, How long have you been involved? When you peer out through fiery eyes, What do you see?

Death Was Pure

Death Was Pure short poem

When moon will wash my doors I will come out in night to find you in dark and lose you in light. Does it resonate with you O my truth O my pain time has moved back. My love whitens

The Best Christmas

The Best Christmas short poem

I had so much fun to be with you! You were wearing shirts in all color blue. We threw crumpled paper like we’re six graders, We ran and shouted like those elephant wailers. Remembering 18th when we played those wooden

Endless Wait

Endless Wait prose poem

The young romantic couple dreamt of moon light meet He was all in Ecstasy as the night started setting in with the Milky moon gradually balooning on the horizon He was on cloud nine dreaming of his beloved anticipating her

An Ode to Maya Angelou

An Ode to Maya Angelou ode

Your beautiful spirit has found
 it’s way back home. Your golden smile will always be the sun of so many people’s lives. Dearest Maya, as a caged bird
,You told your story to touch 
deeply, and profoundly. You deserved to be

Love for infidelity..

Love for infidelity.. short poem

The frost of that winter evening was a witness , when the wounds caused by your hair as they moved across my face called me infidel. In the seduction of your sad eyes , my lips which were unconscious in

Father Bob

Father Bob prose poem

In Chicago, by the early 70’s, many great churches had taken flight Off to suburbia they went, seeking refuge from crime and blight In the late 60’s, one man answered the call to win the lost to Christ He moved

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