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!

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

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,

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

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

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!

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

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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Grant Me This Wish

Grant Me This Wish short poem

I play by ear, the concord appears The phoenix labours like a tired flame, Wings inward, My ashes have risen to make an onerous claim; In a nutshell, By the ocean, In a clamshell, The pearl sparkles; Should I Be

Measure Of Time

Measure Of Time short poem

If Time is measured on those moments spent, On instances we treasured, how it went, While based on heartbeats that we often hear, When to each other we have come so near, Time seemed so fast, and gone before we

Come September And Sweet Heart

Come September And Sweet Heart long poem

Why don’t you remember? Remember again, Music of September, I still retain. We met in the greenery, A wet, lovely scenery, A teen age romance, The music and dance. Why don’t you remember? Remember again, Magic of September, Your shyness,

Children Of The Divine

Children Of The Divine long poem

Well and I am you and you are me We are one, one in the same Breathe deep the spirit of life now There’s no power on Earth like the Power of us, there’s nothing stronger Than the strength of

The Beauty Fades When I Am Not A Keats

The Beauty Fades When I Am Not A Keats short poem

The bygone art, a dead shrine; Thou not dead, thou live… shall live By art of carve that plays on and will it play Forever, timeless, in century’s lap The beauty, thou struck me a year back: So calm, so

Your Time Is Up!

Your Time Is Up! short poem

God came down silently and softly took you away in his loving arms. The strongest fruit tree took time to be uprooted. Ravaged by confusion and insensibility, ties are not broken with ease. No one dies before time. All is

The Widow

The Widow prose poem

Dawn did arrive and brought soft light across a sand-filled shore, but no one knew the sadness that the widow there did bore. The young new widow with bare feet and loneliness at heart, walked slowly down the sandy beach

Sin

Sin short poem

My sins have risen landing me in a prison Darkness dwells In the corner of my cell Hope has fled And trust is dead There is no humanity Only insanity Innocence is not alive anymore It is something I thrive

Alligator Boot Cars

Alligator Boot Cars prose poem

I’m gonna run away Start a one man cult As the king turd Of an empire of shit Change direction With the wind Living forever In a dream Behind a million mirrors At the end Of the rainbows On the

Glitters of glass

Glitters of glass short poem

My life is like broken glass in my hands What was once a beautiful ornament, now is shattered pieces of glass The terror that came in the night Has become the terror of the day It’s like I’m in a

Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday short poem

On an Easter Sunday reminiscing histories. Mulling over life’s mysteries recounting old losses reckoning unknown forces. A kindred soul adding warmth and glow. Dispelling the gloom of a sense of impending doom. Once again light and cheer fill the room.

Reflections

Reflections short poem

There was a time when I sat still. Soaking in unavoidable truth. Choosing instead to sit and bathe in a world of thought. The sun peeked through the window, concerned by the calmness that struck my lips. A sudden grip

The Un-haunted House

The Un haunted House short poem

The cook was in the kitchen The gardener trimming vines I went down to the cellar To fetch a case of wine I came back to the parlor And much to my surprise There stood Master Pennbrook Right before my

She Is A Selenator

She Is A Selenator short poem

She is a SELENATOR Those songs brought a smile on her face , And yes, the singer is Selena Gomez. She loves Selena’s songs , In fact she sings along . Her love for Selena is true , She loves

The Nurturing Knife

The Nurturing Knife short poem

After my final curtain call when the stage lights dim, what will life hold to see, at the end of my show when the ink has dried, what will become of me? Clutching crumbling pen between trembling fingers of a