Mundane Poems

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

I Saw You.

I Saw You. short poem

I saw you walking down the road Into the mundane Could I hold you back a little into a diversion a moment of indulgence unpredictably startling smile on your face and a sweet memory that will make the mundane extraordinary..

Carcass

Carcass short poem

You know that sickening stench that comes from a corpse girdled to a steel gurney as, slowly the morbid form degrades and still waits for that last living cell to give in, to wear out or may be just dissected

Poems containing references to : Mundane

Boxed People

Boxed People short poem prose poem

During one of my procrastinating sessions, I stumbled upon the similarity of people and boxes. They all come in various forms, shapes, sizes, colours and textures. The large ones, the small ones, the fat ones the tall ones, the clay

Timeless Love

Timeless Love short poem

As long as I am alive And breathe life Wake up from slumber I value timeless love. None really understand Nor it is same for all Love is an individual experience Filtered by expectations. An invariability of sorts As much

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

O! Tree

O! Tree short poem

With roots wrinkled and parched, standing upright bluntly and lifelessly, And the green cloak being lost and you adore a thin skin of brown rusty bark falling in bits and pieces. The long chain of ants are seen no more

Let Passion Consume You

Let Passion Consume You short poem

Find something you’re passionate about and let it consume you. Do not run from it. Let it keep you awake for 48 hours at a time. And while you’re running on zero sleep, create the next wonder of the world.

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?

Simple Pleasures

Simple Pleasures short poem

Cuddled under a warm, toasty quilt, Chewing on a bag of gummy bears with no guilt. Making the perfect mud cake, Watching the sunlight glisten off a lake. Letting myself go insane, To fight all things mundane. Cooking a delightful

The Flower

The Flower short poem

The beautiful flower moved from the creepers of mundane. It rose above the twigs of life made its way into the wind Over the green valleys of grass… I could only run till the cliff And see it going away

Vibrant Life

Vibrant Life short poem

Between the zeros and the ones, a paisley tablecloth is spread, and atop it rest white lace napkins, the yellow butter and the butter knife, the wine glasses, the teacups, the water jug filled with ice – a mundane scene

Color

Color long poem

The blue sky and azure ocean, Dawn changing the aura of morning sky, Incandescent yellow rays of sunlight, Magnificent clouds billowing, mesmerizing charisma of rainbow, Sunrise and Sunset a magnificent golden orange hue, Brightly colored birds, Peacock’s display of iridescent

To Braze A Star

To Braze A Star long poem

You raise me from my deathlike slumber- only to die out in silence like a shooting star. With sweet words you buffer- my heart into a steaming samovar! Your frown sinks like a smiting bolder- ruining my entire day like

Being Beautiful

Being Beautiful long poem

As the ink flows and the heart glows, While your words rejoice in an enormous light, How do you come up with another set of questions? And still have a peaceful plight.. Trust your instinct within, Feed your fire, fuel

Annex The Belief

Annex The Belief short poem

A dialogue with fear, to end the thought, was walking alone on the edge of death. All the mercy of life was with it. Gone were the waves, whispering, back to the sea of mundane paucities. The sky and the

Namaste

Namaste prose poem

I was always overwhelmed at the thought of learning yoga….. Not that there is a possibility of me becoming a yogi, Or snub all mundane things I love, and brag! The sight of people in tights and and tops, the

The Geometry Of Love

The Geometry Of Love long poem

Love squared by Love rounding each edge, geometrizing each ends equalizing its alphabets, circling its triangles. Infinitesimally surrounding transitory planes and lanes within our pyramidal silences, giving new lines and directions, intersections of re-constructions compasses and conjunctures within rebellious Mathematics

Thank You Pain

Thank You Pain short poem

Dear Pain, Thank You……………….. For holding me in your soft hands when the mundane world ditched me, For caressing my untouched soul when the crooked world shot poison leaded arrows at me, For standing with me and facing the brunt

Ode To My Teachers

Ode To My Teachers ode

I had joined the school when I was in Prep My feet were still small to take a bold step But the daily morning Assemblies gave me confidence and happiness in tons, For it was well steered by the most

Affair Of Emotions

Affair Of Emotions short poem

Logic races toward oblivion, In a little black dress and heels. Whispering words of love in your ear. Reason waits in the house, In yesterday’s shirt. Wanting very badly to be held. Passion consumes only in secret places, Clad in

Superman

Superman short poem

In comics and legends, the hero always has a power, a secret kept from them, that emerges, separates them from the mundane. consider an elderly man he can read everyone’s mind was told this by his mother and also told

Lonely Planet: Part Three

Lonely Planet: Part Three long poem

11 There is living after death, there is death before life, Ordinary living which is in scrambles of destituteness, Destituteness of idealism, of knowledge meaningful, of utter candidness. Dull realities of weeds, weeds of rampant ignorance, averment Of void words,

Off The Cliff

Off The Cliff long poem

A narrow path with cliffs on the sides, I am walking along it since a time — Unaccountable… the path veil’d by Mist ahead! I see no end, neither can I relive that time when I started… Dark cloaked strangers

The White Rose

The White Rose ballad

The shepherd stood on the field, frail, He knew not what to do when and why, As the wrathful sun did steep down, The confused chap followed his humble sheep. Then one man neared and asked his name, He gasped

Akhal Teke Autumn

Akhal Teke Autumn short poem

She canters freedom like wind Gallops wilderness like fire And into metallic dreams She blazes banter with reverence- Only to chute through life’s greenbrier- letting seasons mark her deviance! As she gaits, bittersweet love is dinned with a shako of

Thought On Thought

Thought On Thought short poem

Do you object to sexual encounters in the clan to save a semi-god from extinction? A political consideration? For you becoming an otherself for future generation? I will not return to the cave for a bell jar of bones in

An Unborn Prayer

An Unborn Prayer short poem

A twisted journey starts on wings after the end of the road. Ambition sits in corner, nonchalantly and a tempest hollers around the spires. Broken down from parched ceiling a mural turns into a mundane knife. Lifts the rage, of

An Ode To True Love !

An Ode To True Love ! ode

Love – the quest , the ‘curiousity’, begins in us early, for there’s always enough of a legacy, to entice, seduce and delight ‘posterity’ … Seeds of ‘romance,embrace and cajole’, Nurture within to become ‘full grown and whole’, Everyone in

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The City At Our Doorstep

The City At Our Doorstep short poem

It’s those sultry days that sooth my soul, In the searing heat, empty like after birth we would bath, Fear of appearing odd, the taste of the sweet waters, Oblivious of each other’s different destiny, Our foggy minds leading the

Kill Me Gently

Kill Me Gently short poem

Kill me gently Kill me gently the light has fallen Do not forget me when life was swollen I am weary and God has spoken Love grows completely when arms are open I see the story of life in my

Coincidence Or Design

Coincidence Or Design short poem

Was it by Coincidence or design That you came to be mine if only for the night The only night I wished for no dawn We stemmed from different worlds but we blossomed in our very own Our language differed

Prodigal Of The Two Thousand’s

Prodigal Of The Two Thousands long poem

As long as we live As long as we believe I cant see heaven being better than this I cant see hell being harder than this I cant see heaven being sweeter than this I cant see hell being hotter

That Monster I Call Denis

That Monster I Call Denis short poem

I down my sorrow with pain that keeps bugging me again and again. just doesn’t ever leave me wants to hold onto my soul forever. Every time I think I win I start over again you see its clever. It

The Devil’s Triangle

The Devil’s Triangle short poem

South Atlantic an ancient and ominous death trap awaits unexpecting ships and planes and tonight it has claimed many lives again…well it is a mystery that most likely will remain unexplained buried deep in sin…however I have heard it’s the

De…

De... short poem

When hope returns, will you be in alternative mind? Like a praying mantis brooding for a prey in a bowl of momentum while I have a sense of alienation collecting a cloud of Memories ripping open the gates of tears

Drooping

Drooping short poem

For a desolatory trident I was feeding my anger. I could not do it, sell myself for punitive lenses of my calculus. A nymphalid arsenal. The war was still going on to strike in deep pockets, demolishing nascent hope. Future

Mourning

Mourning short poem

Igniting my virtue, my soul you thrive, With ambience of mourning, we love and cry, Pulp of the essence, drafting the power, I miss your presence, each second, each hour, Enchanting my poignance, with love in eye, Compassion as your

A Lantern Guides

A Lantern Guides short poem

Cereus was in bloom in nightwashed desert, sand was cool, it tipped off the contour drain, a river sent its compliments. If the death was at home, like an estranged lover, will you open the door in dusky stripes of

‘Tis The Season

Tis The Season short poem

Unpleasant things of life, once completely frozen, are now thawing and melting away. Wisdom has taught us that such things, like ice caps, never came to stay. To all things, there is an ultimate purpose. This truth is certain; no

The climb

The climb long poem

I cannot trek, my knees give way, The hills do beckon, but home I stay; But when I shut my eyes, I am there On the uneven slopes with the wind in my hair. I stretch, I climb, to the