Non-poetic Poems

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

I Am Not A Poet!

I Am Not A Poet! short poem

I am not a Poet, with legacy, nor do I sound poetic.. At times, in an impulse to explore my wildest emotions, words spill out, blocking way to rationalism.. in those verses in different shades neither rhyme, nor reason.. Trust

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When They Write

When They Write long poem

A story they have to tell One that can teach a lesson like a folktale With a lot being observed And knowing that no dish has been served They grab a pencil and paper Cause the pages are still eager

The Three Kinds Of Lives

The Three Kinds Of Lives short poem

Life is a locked book the first and last pages are filled with ultimate events birth and death but how the other pages are drilled? The one who is born with an ideal aim, tries to fulfill it even if

Resilience

Resilience short poem

When you have nothing left. It is imminent that you create your own peace of mind with every direction. Take some time out and evaluate. Reevaluate. Make peace with the things which we control, and the things we cannot. In

Why Us

Why Us short poem

When u came I wondered why When u spoke I wondered for what When u smiled I wondered with a WOW When u got angry I wondered what happened When u wrote I sat and read When u said I

A River

A River short poem

A river flows through many people’s places and around dangerous spaces A yellow corn field and an amazing pink windmill as a summer embraces A black crow on a wooden fence and a dusty road as a fire in the

The Rhyme Of Life

The Rhyme Of Life short poem

Life is all about trust, And using the right path to fulfill your lust. Life is all about giving your best, And training yourself so that you don’t rust. Life is all about setting your own principles and rules, And

The Breeze

The Breeze short poem

Across a sleepy low lit stream, a quiet breeze swept by; It made its way across the land, determined and unshy; It covered flowers, rocks, and sand, and all within its path, with tiny droplets wet and cool, a shower,

The Way You Look At Me

The Way You Look At Me short poem

love the way you look at me, Your eyes so bright and blue. I love the way you kiss me, Your lips so soft and smooth. I love the way you make me so happy, And the ways you show

Brain-dead

Brain dead short poem

Reading more between the words, my fractured dream, identified by its teeth, begins to bite in pursuit of an unknown fear, the river becoming red, a paranoid delirium sets out a scream under the praised beheading of a jolted lover

To Her

To Her short poem

To her once for whom, I soulfully lied, for whose glee then, the whole world was defied…. And when she said, people say ya… they say too, I promised her that, I will stay…. yes I do…. To her with

Danger

Danger short poem

water dripping from a yellow dog’s jaw that sweet guileless face tongue lolling tired from lapping at the polished bowl but still ready to swab an incautious face anxious to please prepared to dart erect sending my daughter five feet

The Christ Child

The Christ Child ode

All hail to a noble Saviour of low birth who lies in a cradle surrounded by beasts. The chants of joy and gladness from all the earth mark his lowly birth with wonderful feasts. All hail to our Lord whose

Just One Heaven

Just One Heaven ballad

No barb wire or wall will separate us No passport to identify No entrance fee or currency No politician of Police man to scare our fundamentals No wall clock ticking No alarms disturbing No black man or white man ruling

Unanswered

Unanswered long poem

The user keeps robbing the soul. The circulation of lies spinning the arrow my way. Why can’t love be reciprocated? Agony plagues the heart. Deception hovers over the mind. Why the heart and the mind cannot be at peace? The

The Adieu!

The Adieu! elegy

From the first crawl I made; Till the first step ahead To the first sum I made; And the victory I laid You were the holder while I was a toddler. To first fag of mine; And the sip of

Looking For Paragon

Looking For Paragon short poem

With so much of bad dreams so much of screaming in the past you are living someone need to enlighten as you are stuck in the past and you are frighten there is so much around you, so many people

Work For The Day

Work For The Day short poem

Work for your day – Satisfaction is what you ultimately crave. Die each day, do you wish to celebrate THE day? Laugh off every sting that penetrates. Deep inside it recovers and sprouts the ache. Laugh at the moment, for

Darkness From Below

Darkness From Below short poem

Nobody ever saw her break She carried around an awful ache A smile that could warm your heart Slowly frowned at she fell apart Nobody knew of her silent struggles Not one person knew of her troubles Her inner demons

The Little Muffin King

The Little Muffin King short poem

Hi there,I’m your “Little Bit”of a muffin king.To keep my”Little Bit”of a fur coat clean, I tie a “Little Bit”of an apron around my waist. For my grandma I’m creating a surprise!Grandma loves bran muffins. Bran muffins are grandma’s favorite.”King

Autumn!

Autumn! sonnet poems

Those leaves weren’t few that shed away But down alive, not much could stay Few were tramped, few had dried It isn’t, that they never tried Few were blown, few were crushed At nights they lived, as roads were hushed

Life’s Happening Now

Lifes Happening Now short poem

People here and people there, Are living their lives full of fear. “Past was bad. Future will be worse.” That’s what I hear people saying. Thinking about their past, I see them sobbing. But my people, life’s happening now! Enjoy

Will She Live?

Will She Live? short poem

Darkness engulfs her She wants to live It’s her right Will she be able to see the light Of the world outside Or will there be female foeticide? I want to know Will she be able to see her parents

Tight Are The Clutches

Tight Are The Clutches short poem

Our cries are a whimper only the winds can hear it Like our toils unrewarded and our souls unsoothed We the children of god as they may appease Still tight are our clutches and our lives choked Our minds raced

Once Upon A Time……….

Once Upon A Time.......... short poem

Speechless I stood with fumbling words from my quivering lips…. My deadened heart almost wrenched, My cloudy eyes almost to rain…. The writhing pain gushing through my entire soul….. I am being a part from myself My parts melting in

Towards The Goal

Towards The Goal short poem

Play a cheerful note Chant a joyful thought Be in love with butterflies With silkworms And the starry skies ….. With beetles With a cockroach song With rivers running all along…. With seas and oceans and the moon With a

My Bio-chemical Romance

My Bio chemical Romance long poem

Busiprione, klonipin, prazosin and prozac stepford wives vis a vis stimulants offering an emotional uplifting dalliance cathartic against the depredation of panic attacks melancholia and obsessive compulsive disorder bearing down hard against psychological maladies delivering a near ecstatic state of

Non – ‘I’

Non   I short poem

I intend to move away from myself as apologia for sadness, Could not give up the zen, powerless, breathless, drowning, in my skin, my veins, sharing the existence of undoing, what was something. Nobody I am, connecting to you by

Myth

Myth short poem

When on living Single He aspires to become Double On becoming Double He desires to mingle While on Mingle She Looks like Angel Looking at the Angel He thinks he is out of Danger Unaware of impending Danger He feels

Mourn The Death Of Love

Mourn The Death Of Love long poem

Today I moan the death of love A love that was never there A bond that never existed A relationship that was never there Memories that only seemed to matter to me Words that only seem to hurt me Actions

I Make A Wish

I Make A Wish short poem

Every time i look at the stars and enjoy its sparkle I wish you would be near me and hold me close and tickle. Every time i see a lovely couple standing by I wish you would be next to

Mannequin

Mannequin short poem

I used to be a child its been a long time to the stations I have seen big city lights Mannequin mannequin shining bright you all like twins what a glorious night I used to be like that one of

Dreams

Dreams short poem

A mist fills my mind, The smoke of a dream As she walks and talks And gives me her hand. A dream that feels real, But we know better. A dream carries you off But you always come home. You

Wedding Reception

Wedding Reception short poem

We’ll settle by the bar and watch the women dance, then split a likely pair when we think we stand a chance. I’ve one eye on the bridesmaid with the skirt that’s riding high, showing off the daisy, tattooed upon

Let’s “stop” Abrading Nature

Let’s “stop” Abrading Nature short poem

Years ago it was nice to see the flurry outside, We played there with gusto But now we have mauled nature, Because of our non-altruism attitude, We have grown natty in our culture, But we are ninny in our thoughts

Memory Walk

Memory Walk short poem

Wanted to visit old lanes for a mocking bird. A luminous proxy wanted to play a game. Treachery flees from the trees and settles on the white wings of flying swans. No logarithm will stop to watch the invisible numbers

20 Years Old

20 Years Old short poem

To shed a layer of selfishness, watching it fall to the ground beneath me in flakes that wail as I brush them aside and step away from myself. To bathe in sweetness, indulging through every pore with chocolate and chemicals

I long for a Pauper’s Grave

I long for a Paupers Grave short poem

When I depart the realm of the terrestrial for the splendour of the celestial, do not bury my remains in the valley of the Kings, for robbers would move my bones in search of gold rings. I detest sharing the

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Floccinaucinihilipilification short poem

That darkness in your eyes mirrors mine and that crowd in your head multiplying like quicksilver dropped and stomped gleaming like judgment I’ve seen it too It’s hard to exorcise things that are real and unreal their weight measured in