Nebulous Poems

Nebulous poems bring the best collection of short and long nebulous poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great nebulous rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these nebulous poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on nebulous are here for you.

Nebulous Dreams

Nebulous Dreams short poem

“Dreams, against a wakening mind, like fleeting clouds, Weaken, vanish, and silently evanesce at daybreak … Nebulous dreams of a land unknown, Wishful hopes of a life unchained, Wistful fantasies of ambitions unbridled. Uncanny fears of a destiny uncertain Persistent

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Wish

Wish elegy

Please write this on my gravestone, Spring, March, flowers of ’82, You too must remember me, Unrivalled, but unrivalled I could not be, Tunes untuned to hear it gash, Water rips my inner soul instead, Silence too shouts deep within,

Playful Tiredness

Playful Tiredness short poem

 There are times when I wake up…. And I think “I could lay here forever”. Soaking up the sunlight pouring in through my window. Onto the white comforter of my bed. Wrapped in the warmth of flannel sheets. I can

Yuletide Pageant Merry Go Round

Yuletide Pageant Merry Go Round ode

Panoply of mystical elements o’ breath aired per millennia times two resonated veritable pantheon of superstitions fired imagination as catalyst viz homo sapiens fore head tugging simian beard whence bygone agents provocateurs fueled tens of previous generations bred Manichaeism credo,

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No-man’s-land

No man’s land short poem

Sadness was invading my wounds. Again I will dip my fingers in bleeding heart to write a new poem. A scythe cuts a cloud that it was not. I reel under the unexpected rain of words. You go up on

Sky Changing Colours

Sky Changing Colours short poem

Look how the sky changes rapidly though as in fazes stopping still the clouds do hoover like above the trees to look we turn our faces dim though the reality seems recollecting our midnight dreams Dark and rampant with the

Love

Love short poem

Moonlight streaks, Empty streets, Lonely hearts, Miles apart. Tender strokes, Memories touched, Love – lust, All gone to dust . Bare face , Deep eyes, Empty chairs, Lifeless smiles. Heartache, Heartbreak, Momentary unrest, Light stroke. Golden glow, Emotions flow, Take

No End In Sight

No End In Sight short poem

These empty pages fill my heart. almost like the lies that did us part. I’ve never been enough and the fact that I never will, is a scary thought. it seems the more that I try, the faster that I

Longing For You

Longing For You short poem

My heart longs for your consoling words. My ears longs to hear your footstep. My nose longs for your smell.. My skin longs for your touch. My head longs to lie in solace of your arms. My eyes are weary

Liberated Woman

Liberated Woman long poem

The Thorn that was struck in my foot is now removed I am now fit to dance to my very own tunes Henceforth none can stop me from dancing as I AM now like a bird flying free and henceforth

Peace and Love

Peace and Love short poem

Peace is a candle in the darkest hour. Love is the petals that fall from a flower. Peace is a rainbow arching the sky. Love is the child that keeps asking why? Peace is a dove in a sea of

Flashing Lights

Flashing Lights short poem

I know where I’m going, Though I’m in no rush to get there. I have time to myself, And I will let my journey take me, To where my fate decides. I see some flashing lights across the road Which

Crush

Crush short poem

The dark circles may have been privy to your succumbence before an inorderly resonance.. you might have longed for his nights to brush your eye lids darker.. every morning was a story sketched in your eyes, every day were you

An American Poet

An American Poet short poem

I am an American Poet coming from a long line of creatively challenged penman and women A Poet Prince relinquishing the earthly flow of jobs and declarations while punishing establishments organizations that diminish the fabulous flow. A lifeline for civilizations

The Elusive Butterfly

The Elusive Butterfly short poem

A house mouse squeaks under the heavy wardrobe crumbs are falling from grandpa’s black pipe the ice cream got dry in the compote bowl my clock lags behind with a couple of polar nights not I I didn’t care for

Left Behind

Left Behind short poem

Remember the day we met? Our hearts beating fast But minds were set Everything else was last I made you mine You made me yours’ There were many signs Love was at the front door Now I’m broke My face

Closing Doors

Closing Doors short poem

Love is waiting for me to choose. What do I want? Do I want you? The past is pulling me away from my future. Fearful steps forwards or backwards; Do I want to win her heart or remain a loser?

Interpreter

Interpreter short poem

Interpreter, simply the translator machine in between two The only language air carry Those words flow from one Blow to another But sometimes The words waving in between vanishes its meaning Trust changes into rust Friends convert into fiend Life

A Centriolum

A Centriolum short poem

Never in those sizzling conflicts displaying the pink eyes you were able to reach me. Was it metagenesis, forgetting your selfhood? Fragments of a beast were floating on sea. Was umblicus of death broken in the crotch of a mother?

Song Of Feminism

Song Of Feminism short poem

When you want to go But can’t Even when your voice Screams, yells, cried Then what? When you want to do it And you know that you can But invisible guards Block your way Then what? When you want to

Gift

Gift short poem

she sometimes wished her heart so heavy with love unspoken would rise to heavens as rain filled cloud and there dissolving in joyous downpour would gift the earth an emerald spring

Blossom

Blossom short poem

Sweet tender flower… I love you. Been long in the Garden… In search. You speak to my senses… In silent, poignant eloquence. I long to wake with you… Feel the warmth of morning’s smile upon us. Look upon you… For

A Labors’ Voice On 1st May

A Labors Voice On 1st May short poem

A Laborer’s Voice On 1st May I am a laborer just by birth And will die in the same way I know my duties in a hearth Hope does not come near to say I am also one of humans

On The Gallows

On The Gallows short poem

Lead me into, the green darkness, under the nude flames. It was hurting; the golden sun. Out of full moon, werewolves would come out chasing the flesh, the long limbs of silence, in asci of fluids, stopped in tracks. No

Dog-god Palindrome (What a Howl!)

Dog god Palindrome (What a Howl!) short poem

If a dog were to worship a Dog-God How would it go? Bow-wow, Roll over, bark, snap or howl, As would any dog? Will it troop or droop its tail, Flail, fawn, whimper or wail? Piteously or piously at the

The Wait

The Wait short poem

The Dark nights The Dimming lights The Owls hoots The Sound of boots The Wishes await The Stares at the gate The Chilling breeze The Dangling keys… The Empty chair The Hopes in despair The Lonely dawn The Joys withdrawn

True Friendship

True Friendship short poem

Like the moon can cause the waves to move, and Sun can grow the flowers, So too, a friend can fill another’s life with many golden hours. So strive your best to sow True Friends through love, through trust, through

Soaked In Blood

Soaked In Blood short poem

They had surrounded the tank; collars on the legs. You were tracking the revolution. The process melts the crosses in flowing blood. Everybody was carrying a rose. The bruises were spreading on table. King was drinking wine. Unwritten law. Death

Time, Think And Act

Time, Think And Act short poem

As the time flies, we never realise how it went off, We can Memorise and analyse, how we had spent it off at the end, To lead a happy life, TIME, THINK and ACT should be at-least linear!! As we

Harmony

Harmony prose poem

We walked, twinkle-toed, through the night’s hush A ‘Sherlock Holmes’ deerstalker capping my skull And the red Che-star on your beret (left of centre); Hand in hand Finger looped to finger Palms sweating, Lips twinging from a freshly chiselled kiss

Not Afraid

Not Afraid short poem

An acute feeling as if an arrow struck me – vector of time, unidirectional flow of existence became clear to me. I saw its beauty in brighter colors and stronger forms. I felt that I was born. And I knew

Judy Garland

Judy Garland short poem

Hollywood Angel, Somewhere over the rainbow And on down that yellow brick road through The years and stage to stage well That’s Entertainment Still going strong, although she’s been gone for So long her spirit still lives on… Like a

Taboo

Taboo short poem

They called me a king, back when I was still nothing. I knew they saw something, but I just couldn’t bear knowing… that I would never be a delicate instrument. Such as words said, uttered, written down on a piece,

King Cole

King Cole short poem

Through out time he dreamed of becoming a king Who would have all of the finer Things in this realm as he progressed And developed he would Finally close his palm to Realize his dreams And visions had finally evolved

Turn Around

Turn Around short poem

A few years after you arrived, like a prodigal, you wouldn’t abide You soon began to run Now, you must return, To face the rising sun It’s time to stop and think about your unruly life For so long, you

Once Upon A Bridge

Once Upon A Bridge short poem

I stood on the over-bridge, yellow phosphorescence beckons– Round moon like bosom of goddess Venus , nipple for a touch; a lapwing cries over the night. A sudden rustle in the undergrowth awakened the ephemeral days of my youth, fallen

To Hold You Again

To Hold You Again short poem

A time there was you needed my love And I was there to hold you and it did A world of good for me too but now it’s Been a long time gone, still my love for You goes on

Love at Stake

Love at Stake short poem

To love Or to be loved That’s the question. Not that it was always like this before. It used to be much easier To love and to be loved with the beat When we used to believe in us. Yet

Dear Sweet Child

Dear Sweet Child long poem

When the sun is on top, know that the warmth will always touch your skin. The stars that often hang in the skies even when it’s daylight, they’re all your guardian angels. The moon that you often talk to when

My Heart Skips A Beat

My Heart Skips A Beat prose poem

Heart breaks.. A topic that rules the world of fiction. The cinema loves it, the writers give it so much of stardom and center stage. Be it the classics or the contemporary, tragedies out stand the happy endings. It’s also