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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Sea Change

Sea Change short poem

Can’t you see I’m drowning from your thirst buried in mud to my thighs every day another box arrives at the door the scent of cardboard makes me nauseous another knick-knack begets another floor to ceiling shelf populated by painted

Uncle Grim

Uncle Grim short poem

Interesting. I see you have arrived. Amnesty! You say? Misinterpretation, you claim? This is no mistake, my new dear friend Hell is upon you and is about to end Ever wonder why, you here were sent? Clearly, you have not

Father

Father short poem

His last breath….. from within a white Portland ward, beneath white linen sheets. Were silent endearing sounds. They were not born of pain… but of peace. His loyal wife…his bonded sons… at his side. The oldest son softly whispering, “Go

What Is Color?

What Is Color? short poem

Anyone can see what color is. anyone can see. it’s this. Black on white In a multicolored screen. black on white On paper seen but what is color? You can look at me in an awkward style or you can

Cuckoo

Cuckoo short poem

You were a mere embellishment, plastered with small tools to to the wall. Your hourly and chronological toll from the balcony, each call going in vain once and for all. Ignorant Blurs oblivious and paying no heed, to your rusted,

A Somber Night

A Somber Night short poem

A volcanic kiss was becoming ungreen. The shark was coming. All night it was raining. The sap was rising and love-farm was deluged. A blue moon walks on the dry eyes. Why the tears had gone to exile? A mole

Love Is Awesome

Love Is Awesome short poem

love starts from something but people think it’s nothing love has a beautiful charm but there is no love without harm love is very pleasant every day is like an event love changes the weather in love people spread their

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

Importance Of Prayers

Importance Of Prayers short poem

One may experience it or not but Prayers add to my psychological strength And contribute to my efforts to succeed By creating a better and positive environment. Many believe prayers as wastage of energy and time but what I shared

Stray Thoughts

Stray Thoughts short poem

I could understand you just, your habit to speak into your collar ashamed of those eye teeth never dropped down to tear into the flesh of ripe plums or to ring out against the rim of a glass not a

Mercy

Mercy short poem

The plan was thought out, Execution nearly flawless, In and out of the bank, Two men so lawless. Tellers shook, guns drew, Security was a fill in, The managers off too, A day when no one could lose. Twenty seconds

Shifting Floors

Shifting Floors short poem

A hand without fingers draws a self-portrait. Faceless, only eyes glaring like bucketfull of burning coals. Was it not enough to call ‘wolf’. The pain scorches the compound where the blood of innocent flowed because somebody was burning woods. The

The Dropped Dry Leaves

The Dropped Dry Leaves short poem

A Teenage girl with lovely eyes Dragged from every corner of boys! First user free… Grown like a tree! The taste in dating continued The committed mistakes are mounted! The body has become decayed Heart beats counted the day! Log

Error Upon Error

Error Upon Error short poem

Columbus got blamed for it all Thinking that India is where he landed The people, “Indians” he would call Error to another added As still it has been so Since centuries ago. What if to Mars I would then sail

Can A Hurt Soul Fall In Love?

Can A Hurt Soul Fall In Love? short poem

I am yearning to keep you so close Destiny and Fate pull you far away I look at you from afar My soul forgets every pain This is so mystical I never thought it would ever happen My soul was

Want Peace ?

Want Peace ? short poem

Neither I ask to forget the past Nor to take flights of imagination Just I ask to keep an eye on Who we are or what we do As that is our today’s destination. Living on clouds is not the

Purity

Purity short poem

Purity withheld no longer when ultimately, the flame of innocence within me diminished the spark which once I possessed with great reverence from. Ages demanded ultimately for the purity I profaned; what would I pay back and forth for the

Glimpse Of Horrors Untold

Glimpse Of Horrors Untold elegy

Staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks in the wall, at times, silence gets too loud! So i ask myself,”why me”? My inner self replies,”someone had to come to the hem of hell, To witness the truth and tell the

I Belong There

I Belong There prose poem

And I almost caved in when I sat down on the sand dune Like dancing serpents the sand particles danced before me Enthralled me, swept me off to fall in love with them I closed my eyes, breathed Choosing to

Mourning Of A Dead Body

Mourning Of A Dead Body long poem

Eighty Five years I lived in this world Throughout my life, I was thirsty for love and care But no one was ready to give me that love. Now I am dead and my body is lying in the Coffin.

The Sound Of Muzak

The Sound Of Muzak short poem

No matter the ups and downs, Or the criss-crossing silver lines With the shadows- The clash of words and images And the confusions that reign; All drown when the notes play. Fade away when the chords resonate- With lyrics so

Tavern Turn

Tavern Turn short poem

A tavern Simple-complex, happy-low, A water hole full of regulars Heartbroken, shy or smitten Wealthy or wily smugglers. A rustic smoking a cigar, Passing colloquial remarks, A skillful pianist playing, A journey an artist embarks. A wanderer at heart, I

Choice

Choice short poem

You can’t miss heaven and hell at the same time, You heart will always hold on to one. Why not make the right choice, and be righteous? Take a look at Zacchaeus, He once lived a life like yours, Until

Dear Barres

Dear Barres short poem

Why you so tough You make my fingers so rough The more I try to move ahead Oh my! One or two will be dead And however hard I may try You will make sure you make me cry One

Oh Father

Oh Father prose poem

I was tense, My son hadn’t returned home even past midnight. I had an empty stomach But was hungry to see him. He came roaring on his bike, To zoom past me into his bed room. I anxiously asked my

Rondeau After A Play

Rondeau After A Play short poem

“Life before me? The play was that banal. And Aryan, poor boy, he was so dull.” Of course, that upset her, she’s smitten; I’ll show you the bad poetry she’s written. You want to help? Rhyme her something nice with

Whether Any Storm

Whether Any Storm short poem

Decorative floral arrangements along the sinking coasts Separative morales deranges my song and inkling notes Charrington’s coral courageous and strong linking two boats His passion lays in the rubble of ruin, up in smoke She’ll cash in roaring winds and

The Roadside Tree

The Roadside Tree prose poem

Passing by that deserted road one autumn evening My eyes caught sight of a forlorn tree All dried up without a single green leaf It looked pathetic and a picture of grief Lost , as if in the memories of

Teardrops

Teardrops short poem

Precious pearls are thy teardrops Whose price exceeds to infinity. A weapon as mighty as a sword That can be your greatest defense till eternity. When salty water run down our cheeks The anger in us vanishes, A way to

Tale Of An (un)ending Love

Tale Of An (un)ending Love long poem

Don’t remember when it happened A year ago or a few, But a strange thing has happened And, for me, a very new. It all started with a prologue, As it always does, A prologue very interesting, For the both

Bottled Tears

Bottled Tears prose poem

If hope were mystical and only available for this present and earthly life, I would think my future to be cloudy and dark, not sunny and bright If hope were in a constant state of deferral I think my heart

Tenderness

Tenderness short poem

Yearning for tenderness. The one lost —It’s so long – so long Since.. The light delves deep in the watery Unconsciousness of an unnatural essence, Just to find nothing. Longing for what went missing at some point Somewhere, in the

Our Best Friend

Our Best Friend prose poem

The lubricant of all human interactions Calming the storm brewing in my teacup Hurling me out of the dangerous explosions That will tear me into a million little shards “Excuse me, what did you say?” Is the caution phrase Something

Evolution

Evolution short poem

I guess the first real cuts were more than they needed to be the number of times I’d twirled the blade constructing stillborn balsa skeletons, stegosauri and plesiosaurs always amputating a rib or femur by accident, preferring to leave them

Shadows

Shadows long poem

The glint of steel, so sharp and smooth, beneath my fragile fingers. Delicate inlaid patterns reflect an afterimage that lingers. As a child I’d hide beneath cotton sheets feigning death, that I could deceive. Then risking a peep from beneath

One

One short poem

This servitude eternal, Bound by duty and faith, I find hope fading, Devoured by these, Ordeals. These trials, Harbingers of all That is ordained, Also conduct terrible fate. Dread comes, For this bounding main Of darkness, Lies absolute. Imploring for

Stupid Bird

Stupid Bird short poem

“I am a bird, speaking from my cage. It’s hard to live on stage. Please leave me; leave me for God. Why you chained me in this knot? Have I harmed you, done you wrong Or I please not, that

Now You Know

Now You Know short poem

You are not with yourself today. Conversation was stopped, from cloud to cloud. Now you know what you did not want to know. No longer the pathless destiny, comes near you, you go towards the bushes to collect the ash,

Ghost Town

Ghost Town short poem

Watching the descent without god in an intelligent design. Come have a look at our adversary. The template offers an open hand. The culture of hunger in this urbane obscenity sitting on the payment making a motif. The giant strode