Mythology Poems

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

Shakuntala: A Reflection!

Shakuntala: A Reflection! short poem

She has opened her eyes, to feel the beautiful smile in her mind! Recollecting that he had promised… She stepped out into the world, to feel the dew filled grass Filling her with untold Love and solace… Flowers had bloomed,

My Lady Of Love

My Lady Of Love short poem

The greatest gift that we might give Is love, as long as we do live Love, is such a selfless deed Once given is most well received Love that’s precious, love that’s sweet She gives to all that she does

Hekate

Hekate long poem

In the shadow of moonlight My cape pulled up around Me tight, standing at the crossroads Under the tree of life, eyes like fire In the night… I call upon the spirit of HEKATE As thunder rolls and lightning strikes

Introspection

Introspection short poem

Why do I feel this searing pain That seems my very heat inflames And in the depths of silence hush It feels my soul with weight is crushed Yes, my mind does wonder far And seems my sanity does mar

Nympharum Venari

Nympharum Venari long poem

Cu-sith roam and howl to the moon Venting their anger in audible form Across the woods their voices roam Sending chills to those in their home. Spoken of as legends and myth The Cu-sith chase and hunt Magic in their

A Promethean Poem

A Promethean Poem short poem

I shall like to live my life as a Promethean poem And steal to earth God’s most sacred fire from heaven! Which prosody, a psalm of echoes in efflorescence; Which beauty, its raison d’être, the extant of essence; Which truth,

To My Other Half

To My Other Half prose poem

Eons ago, the gods feared us. Eons ago, humankind was invincible. Eons ago, we were complete. We harnessed the power of Eros, romantic love. We had Eros because we were already joined with the one person who completed us. We

He Has Risen!

He Has Risen! short poem

His hands were punctured His legs were broken His body was mutilated He was buried in full He has risen on the third day, from the dead He rose heavenward from the tomb In the perfect form Indicating He is

The World’s Astray

The Worlds Astray short poem

Two faces the world has, filled with pretensions, brimmed with affectations. It is difficult to discern fake or real A smile stuck on every lip; whether con or genuine – Arduous to fathom. A veil as if to hide the

The Legend Of Pygmalion

The Legend Of Pygmalion ballad

Once lived a King of Cyprus famed Who held all women folk in disdain He eluded wedlock, never to be tamed While his people, they cried prayers in vain Venus at last chose to answer their call From the heavens

Rapture

Rapture short poem

The visionary, Atlas, Shrugged his shoulders as he regarded The city of kings, Collapsed under its own weight. Remnants of an unachievable dream Haunt the few remaining halls, Corrupted and skewed creatures That feel no remorse, and The servant girls

The Music Of Sleep

The Music Of Sleep short poem

Zephyr winds bade me follow To the black coolness of the night Do bear my soul’s sum Call forth the God Apollo Upon his lyre strum Pray the voices of nine muses A lullaby to soothe me As I open

The Homecoming

The Homecoming short poem

I heard about a lost island once. The sea-god had taken it back. Yes, I’ve heard that story too. They are taking us to the east This time, by sea and by land, To the land of many a wonders!

Poems containing references to : Mythology

A sonnet of waiting and other types of flowering

A sonnet of waiting and other types of flowering sonnet poems

Don’t let your heart become a paper boat sailing towards childhood, Towards the harbor of its never returning fragrances, Don’t float towards its crescent moons if you could, or the enchanting crooning of its past tenses. Don’t become an interpreter

The Girl in Red Sari…

The Girl in Red Sari... long poem

Heavens descended Agni, Varuna, Indra & Yama¹ lined up To witness a Swayamvar² Of a heart with a soul, A reunion on earth & a Meghdutam³ With a cloud as pen The universe as canvas Was asked to describe The

Pygmalion

Pygmalion prose poem

She gathers her flying hair into a rocky braid, her eyes blow away into fire, soil and air. Her heart bangs drop, one by one, on the road. Her eyelashes melt into wax covering caves floors. Her stony dress waves

Wait For The Call

Wait For The Call short poem

Don’t let you heart become a paper boat sailing Towards childhood, Towards the harbour of its never returning fragrances. Don’t float towards its crescent moons if you could, Or the enchanting crooning of its past tenses. Don’t become an interpreter

A Plea To Humankind

A Plea To Humankind short poem

Before you Know and in despair Humankind do hear my prayer As deep within my mind I scream In witnessing this nightmare dream Humanity it seems is blind Forgetting that to love is kind When did decay begin to start?

Hole in my heart

Hole in my heart long poem

These days, as I wake up, an eagle sits on my window. ‘tell me, my eagle, tell me the tales of distant flowers, of dragons, of dangerous people, with beards, with spears. tell me of their loves and dreams and

Call Me Medusa

Call Me Medusa prose poem

These sleazy intentions seem to kill more than those so-called “reported” serial orgasms. To say, -off the record- that you give me both… feels very disturbingly corrupt yet thats not why you see me blushing. can this burning betrayal flesh

मंत्र (mantra)

मंत्र (mantra) prose poem

(Certain meanings of hindi language words: Mantra: Hymn, Prayer Brahmin: A priest Kalyug: In Hindu mythology as a time of evil, decadence, and untruth; here used metaphorically, comparing our time to that of Kalyug. Srishti: The Universe abhaas: Intuitive feeling,

The Infinte

The Infinte prose poem

I am called Balaji in Tirumala; I am called Rama in Bhadrachala; In Sholapur I am Panduranga; In all His temples, I am called Naarasimha; In Mathura I am Govinda; These but names that called I am; In wayside temple

Pygmalion

Pygmalion prose poem

Here she gathers her flying hair into rocky curls. Her eyes blow away; fire, soil and air. Her heart bangs drop down, one by one, on the road. Her eyelashes melt into wax covering caves floors. Her stony dress waves

Howard Carter’s Expedition (1922)

Howard Carters Expedition (1922) short poem

I am here on an archaeological quest, to satisfy many a curious mind’s request for knowledge on antiques and artifacts of Egypt’s long extinct historical facts, in treasured sands buried, like gold mines earnestly sought for in stories shrouded in

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A Soulful Friendship

A Soulful Friendship short poem

In the grasp of intoxication We burned our friendship in our skin This was not an act of bravery This was not an act of wit It symbolized our souls and how brightly they were lit, We were kept awake

Remembering Adam!

Remembering Adam! short poem

No cure seems to work. Between absurd and wise, Lone he walks. It is a note on the timidness of a star, which couldn’t come near the earth. On the slope of a crater, a boulder stopped it. No laughter

Stronger

Stronger short poem

Hear the music beatin’ Stronger Feel the brandy kickin’ in Stronger See me gettin’ hotter and a growin’ Stronger Well and as the candles burn brighter the dream comes to light once more faces crystallize but I really don’t know

Overcoming Alexithymia

Overcoming Alexithymia short poem

Many deaths I’ve to live In love, the twister That lifts me also splits me And slithers the creature Resident of my damned heart She’s expecting The galloping white horse I put on my lamp, hissing Against the mocking sun

Goodbye

Goodbye short poem

He had only one vision now, as he chained himself not to be set free. He was afraid of living. No, he did not want anything from world, or god. He was not him always. Somebody in him was watching.

Minjuki

Minjuki short poem

Rain falls down, Thunder to the ground, Ice and snow, Colorful as a rainbow, Spring, summer, winter, fall, Do you know them all Minjuki, Minjuki, What did you say, Minjuki, Minjuki, What did you say, Lightning crackles, The black bird

First Step Of Creativity

First Step Of Creativity short poem

When insects were crawling dreams had contradictions, a sudden drop in temperature brought the quantum touch. Ending of the grief or grief of ending rejected every intact truth and death was trailing behind the candle. Fear and agony were following

The Germ Man

The Germ Man short poem

The shape of space inside my head is relative to boundless loss of antiquity. The wind consists of exceptional conflict. Imminent force, which describes a hazard of sorts, wrapped in a hard-shelled skeleton. Orthodox doctrine originates with the ancestors, descendants

Family Allowance

Family Allowance long poem

Today I smiled as a memory came through, Remembering how I got angry with you, I climbed onto the counter, 8 years old, Never one to do as I was told. I wanted something in a cupboard so high, I

What A World

What A World short poem

What a world , what an amazingly strange, vicious, painful , wondrous , unfathomable , somewhat magical , sharp edged , self destructive, confused and forgetful world, What an unappreciative, materialistic, selfish ,savage,punch throwing boiled up , yet chlling World

Pearls of Wisdom

Pearls of Wisdom prose poem

Respect life, it is the only one you have Respect yourself, because YOU are God’s miracle Respect your parents; they may not be there for long Respect every human being, irrespective of their status in life You never know, whom

The Bug Life

The Bug Life short poem

Like the first light of the new sun, I wake in the dark, with new curiosities, and unanswered queries. Though uncertain, I work hard, bit by bit I pit the sand grains, In hope to find the new light, I

Faceless

Faceless short poem

We live amongst a sea of façades, Of faces gone faceless and drowning In beliefs that we, the fallen angels Have somehow, some way become Gods. We live in a world where on city streets Litter becomes its own kind

As I Walked Down…

As I Walked Down... long poem

Do you know…I am already dressed in my shimmery trail of flow, I am already adorned with the gold and shine, tip to toe. My mother just put the red glittery shine vale on my head, Shyly I stole my

Me First

Me First short poem

What does it take for everyone to be nice? What is it that makes them forgive every vice? I was told all good people go to heaven, But I had a strangeness, A propensity to be intrepid Even before I