Norms Poems

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

To The Obsolete

To The Obsolete short poem

Pass out your punishment I care not for your ideals nor am I capable to accept Pass out your punishment Your “logic” offends and I will not entertain Pass out your punishment I fear you not, you are obsolete in

Poems containing references to : Norms

A Prisoner Of Freedom

A Prisoner Of Freedom short poem

I believed I was free, Then I learned of norms, Of perceptions about me. Traditions held me back, Where my spirits soared, Turning my soul so black. Love came with shackles, An inheritance of beliefs, Trapped in social tentacles. They

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“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind”, so said Virginia Woolf and you have truly embodied her thoughts in actions by

African Child

African Child short poem

I am an African child I sing and dance every day I believe in harmony and joy I respect our cultural values and norms I bless our ancestors every day For I believe they foresee the future I grew up

The African Heritage

The African Heritage long poem

Years ago our forefathers had a vision That one day, their descendants will bear the title of their own To represent their ancient glory And value it at heart. Praising the mediums like our fathers did And ululating in procedure.

Journey Of Self Discovery

Journey Of Self Discovery short poem

What I am Who I want to be Am I just a stranger in this dinosaur world, or my is existence limited to rest ,eat and pee. Every day is a new day , I try to discover myself, The

Love Sonnet 01

Love Sonnet 01 sonnet poems

First love I recall now, and I will hence, Like rain that came ahead of April’s norms, It wets us through, though deemed of no offense, And laced our days throughout the August storms; First things have always claimed in

The Golden Cage

The Golden Cage short poem

When tears rolled down her cheeks He came close and asked what’s wrong, She tried to hide the pain and whispered I am tired But, failed to let him know they can’t go on. The burden of family pride she

I Dwell On Books

I Dwell On Books short poem

My first book was a store of love words were made of sound and touch characters smiled and sung lullabies I learnt to talk and run for the sun. There was a flood of colors, letters, sentence rules and social

Stability – Triangle

Stability   Triangle short poem

…..the studies go to marketplace….. STABILITY – TRIANGLE ……He …… he ……. and …She……. He …….. She …….His pride possession …… Was in her …..Prime….. His symbol …of Power …of Wealth….. She was …..Manifestation of His Time……. He saw in

Love Sonnet 30

Love Sonnet 30 sonnet poems

My love, we ventured deep in raging storms, Have groped in fogs, plodded on snow, Endured the scroll, aligned to rules and norms, Would we then die in calm, when no winds blow? For ships are stranded in such windless

To Tame Me

To Tame Me short poem

They sent me to straighten my morals, I was a difficult little girl, And my parents were tired of me. “A devil’s child she is! A liar! A thief! Disgusting!” So, after many scoldings and bashful nights. They sent me

A Letter To Wives

A Letter To Wives long poem

Painful, we fight with verbal knives. As our women and men need no fight, Nor they should suffer any loss in that; But need to be paved in rough roads, From the husband’s office-rules, you say, The odds and orders,

The Beasts’ And The Birds’ Claim

The Beasts And The Birds Claim short poem

We are beasts for we never follow human rules and laws We hate mansions, for the whole world is like a mansion Man may live in designed mansions, but they are not free like us For they are in the

Temptation

Temptation short poem

What is it? Why is it? Is it a desire of something wrong, something bad? Is it a desire of something we shouldn’t have. Why do we desire things we shouldn’t have? Who says we shouldn’t have have it? Who

To My Sister

To My Sister long poem

We have not got a lot of memories that are fond Do not share the norms of a family bond Lacking shared memories seen as fond Of times that we were happy for once Tied by blood, shared a home,

Won’t Be Told.

Wont Be Told. short poem

Time and time again I am completely misunderstood Not conforming to social norms that I should I will rebel if people disapprove the way I live my life If told to do something I’ll do it more for spite As

Entity

Entity short poem

One look at me is all they need To assume and to believe There’s not enough of me The flaw is obvious, “you’re so short”, they all agree! It’s such a glaring defect that little else counts. The deception is

The Clock Talks

The Clock Talks short poem

Round and round, I turn around. People blink at me, I never unwound. The world revolves with my feeble sound. When people follow me, they are time-bound. The sun travels on my arms. The moon follows my norms. I am

The Gang Rape

The Gang Rape prose poem

Fallen from what was established, What was marginalized- Those Vedic norms have fallen apart And a gang rape is now an order, an order! A viral order, long ago planted in culture, By morons of male-feminine prowess, That has been

I still believe!

I still believe! long poem

As I remember my remedy in the natural scent of humanity, I am reminded the chewed kisses stamped on my forehead applauding my addition to the Zimbabwean population. I remember my first time drowned and dissolved in the newness of

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A Child

A Child prose poem

They like to pose , just as the pretty rose, they like to fly like birds so high in the sky, they act naughty like a little monkey, they like to be clicked every time, they like to interact as

Sometimes Life Sings In Shaded Silk

Sometimes Life Sings In Shaded Silk long poem

Hushed gossamer twinkling wondrous night skies Crept on to tomorrow near tinted cloud dawn, So familiar life’s hopes, yet still so much surprise Each time a day cries with a sense of being born, As scurrying down skies nervous fingers

Who’s The Best

Whos The Best prose poem

Again I’ve been listening to people boast, you can’t miss it cause it’s on T.V. radio and now coast to coast. More and more people with their chests stuck out, bragging I am the best all for me and to

Conceivable

Conceivable short poem

Must one speak with gratitude? For my eyes fail to see. Must the heart keep tempo? I can hear the wind cease. I taste the morning dew But feel no solace. I feel the window close But touch my destiny.

The Gifted And The Cursed

The Gifted And The Cursed short poem

If I starve you eat If I pour you drink If I am naked you are warm If I am hurt you are safe If I cry you smile If I am honored you are blessed If I am wounded

Love

Love short poem

Love sometimes never arrives us Looking for someone in total loss Yet it would cross a desert When it is real and honest It is every minute giving it your all And forgiving everything big or small It is forgetting

Whispering Sparrows

Whispering Sparrows short poem

The native walls were hounding me- out of game. I was playing chess with god. Was stoned to death. A small boy’s arm was crushed. He stole a bread. What was the truism of unheard voices? Groping in green darkness

My Cat

My Cat prose poem

I have a tiny cat, the size of my fist. He tells me a lot. Since I’d met him – while he’d been searching for his mother’s nipples and I’d been searching for the finite shape and the infinite meaning

Bellus Corpus

Bellus Corpus english poems

The flesh, bones and dna yet shall be dust and vanish Like the tears in the rain. The young or mature, Your joy, your sorrow The death will not wait Succumbing to anaerobes That will feast on thee Yet you

A Fleeting Love

A Fleeting Love short poem

Few years since I’ve known you, Never a chance to meet or hang Last night was unplanned but amazing I wonder why did it take so long We hesitated, but we were sure This is what we both wanted But

A strange camaraderie

A strange camaraderie short poem

You always see me smiling for my tears are very shy, they like none but my company reason you shouldn’t ask why. Their presence distills, soothes and relaxes me free, helps snap all tensions isn’t a strange camaraderie? They’re the

Black Sensation

Black Sensation prose poem

There is not enough to water the seeds,not enough to drown the screams It holds me back like a disease but I got to feel at home got to feel my bones and feel the hole in my soul. Escape

Season’s Change

Season’s Change short poem

When the debate between temple versus state was heating up, death was passing through a green field. A nervous embrace of solatium was unstable. A heap of flip-flops could not hold steady, little poems fluttering in the heart. Was it

I love to worship Him

I love to worship Him short poem

Many times I have said, thought and done Many a time I have come before Him With a tear smeared face, a broken heart and a failed soul Many times in the reason of my living I have thought; thought

A Rebel Being Born

A Rebel Being Born short poem

I do not want to become plaintiff or defendant. Untethered, I will punish myself for metaphysical nuances. Sometimes a silence talks to grieving sky about a fake truth. The tears will never stop now. Give me my freedom to cry,

My Opinion

My Opinion short poem

Opinions like onions The word on the street Expressions of impressions Sometimes don’t come so cheap Openly flaunted Or tongue in cheek A message in disguise Mailed, blogged or in a tweet A picture posted With no form of retreat

The Fool

The Fool short poem

Curtain call yet once again. Time to track the boards. Greasepaint hides the shameful faces. Lime-lit shadow-play, Pantomime dames, Evil stepmothers, Monsters behind The innocent eyes That focus on the fool. So I enter the game; It’s the only one

Those Who Don’t Need The Spotlights

Those Who Dont Need The Spotlights short poem

Those who don’t need the spotlight, Can live without all the cheer. They can climb heights, Without any fear. So what, if they don’t have a popular name? Or if they don’t run for fame! They have their RESPECT, And

One Poem From Mud Poetry

One Poem From Mud Poetry elegy

Strangers from incident, lies for distance, pitfalls of living infrequent, Rushes of sympathy pass over like fever sweat. In concurrent motion the wolves swarm on the lifeless carcass. Impending emotions fill the hole in my stomach, my chest continues to