Observation Poems

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

Observation

Observation prose poem

When you think you have beauty in your life and it is taken When you think a world is born of your own mind’s eye; creation When lies are the commonest words spoken without deprecation When the dark nights become

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A Lost Soul

A Lost Soul short poem

A fire of passion Burns inside me Eyes twinkle in mischief Longing to explore The bond of unknown. Heart pounds within As the lost soul Awakens the love From pain to delight Of my lively self. The pulse of passion

Windows

Windows short poem

An outlet to the magic world Through which we see wonder We see what we oblige to see You like , it doesn’t matter. Passing by the road is a gal As if come from nowhere A bunch of roses

1998

1998 short poem

On seeing a big field, Stopped my car. It’s almost evening now. The boys are coming out Through the broken wall. Their football …1998! A friendly dog came running; This one looks like Blacky. Don’t have anything now, dear! …From

Into The Abyss

Into The Abyss short poem

Foal at the top of a rise looks down on the city comforted by the chaparral like a blanket behind it can’t help staring at the glittering lights racing to gather then break apart and scent the multipart smoke of

Poems containing references to : Observation

Self Medication

Self Medication prose poem

Pharmacist’s pantry or landlord’s larder, choices aplenty for a mind so disposed. Maximum dosage to test the boundaries, roulette wheel silently spinning. Senses slither away like an exposed serpent, seeking the shapelessness of the shadows. The comforting numbness of certain

Heaven In A Wildflower

Heaven In A Wildflower short poem

Have you ever spent some of your time gazing at an alpine meadow filled to overflowing will delicate wildflowers ? Notice the wild bees, and multicolored butterflies galore. These seasoned insects couldn’t ask for more! The essence and absolute beauty

Heaven In A Wildflower

Heaven In A Wildflower short poem

Heaven in a Wildflower Have you ever spent some of your time gazing at an alpine meadow filled to overflowing will delicate wildflowers ? Notice the wild bees, and multi-coloured butterflies galore. These seasoned insects couldn’t ask for more! The

The Tale Of A Yard Bug

The Tale Of A Yard Bug prose poem

I did not hear the slightest sound, nor did I know if the insect had the ability to request assistance. But I am certain that he wanted out, and if he could speak a language understood by me, one word

The Queen

The Queen prose poem

One could tell that she had ascended from a peaceful and noble family of visionaries This rare beauty was never bounded by mirrors of painted images and selfishness She loved the open views that afforded her a first hand look

A Delusion

A Delusion short poem

Mirror O mirror , Fair,unbiased , Thou showst what you see A form of me, Without preconceptions Sylvia Plath quotes, Humans shy from your ability , Efforts thrived , To hid behind veil of hypocrisy, Mirror O truth, The Recite

From This End

From This End long poem

You see me you look at me you ignore me you talk about me you whisper. You put me under observation, you test me, study me, tag me, test me again- name me unname me banish me strip me tired

Strangified

Strangified short poem

Just an observation, To the moment close by; Your eyes sneaking out of window, But mine are stuck to thy. A strange feeling, Afraid, don’t know how to make a move; Waiting to get a glimpse of your Ming, Just

A Gift?

A Gift? prose poem

The meaning of life? This question has been asked for millennia. Some say there is no meaning, life is just a placeholder between oblivions. Others say God breathes life into man for a greater purpose, intimately meaningful. For some, born

The Field

The Field long poem

If you will be so kind To lend me your time, I’ll lead you on a climb Of the metaphysical kind; Just one cautionary rhyme — Don’t stand too close behind Your presently cherished paradigm. From various cosmic residences Arrive

Black Eyed Peace

Black Eyed Peace poetry books

Black Eyed Peace is about our search for peace. Whether it’s peace within ourselves, peace in our relationships, or peace on a national or international scale. Sometimes it might be hard to find and in our searching we will collect

Anthropologist

Anthropologist short poem

The anthropologist came a great distance to observe and study the recently discovered subjects. Nothing was know about them Nothing at all. The anthropologist was anxious to get to work to set up the study. The work would be intense

The Orchestra And Me

The Orchestra And Me prose poem

I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,

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The Fallback Girl

The Fallback Girl short poem

So you play the Friend Card, Holder accepts no responsibility, So do you feel better? Do you feel friend-worthy? Treating me as an option, Does it stoke your ego, honey? Keeping me in your back pocket, For when the day

The Tadpoles Didn’t See

The Tadpoles Didn’t See prose poem

The surface rippled, Three pairs of feet plopped in And the tadpoles scurried To hide in caverns. Sighs of relief Brushed over the tiny rock pool As cool water Soothed sore feet. The tadpoles gambolled again, Silence drawing them out;

Star Fire

Star Fire short poem

Is there no star will lend me its fire? For I’m cold, so terribly cold. My teeth chatter, my skin pales And as I lie there, shivering and shouting For help, in vain, I could do with the memories And

The Sentinal

The Sentinal short poem

The first time that I pass the old man in the rock… I am young, few years off the teat The road winds through the pass, of green and black I glide, a passenger on a ferry with wheels Nike

Wilderness Encounter

Wilderness Encounter short poem

A masterful bull elk in prime condition the massive monster’s high spirited bugle reverberating out across a vast valley high in the Cascade Mountain Range. Wapiti’s harem meandering about on a pristine alpine meadow with the grand master on full

Gangs

Gangs short poem

Sometimes I throw up gang signs I wonder why. 2. I am not in a gang, I am just a person. 3. I choose not to be in gang, I wonder why. 4. Is it because when I was young child,

Eternal Desire

Eternal Desire short poem

Hold me tightly as a creeper holds a tree, and adores, Kiss me time and again like a wave touches sea shore. Be with me forever as moon and earth stay together, Love me unconditionally as God loves all creatures.

14th January – A day never forgotten

14th January   A day never forgotten short poem

This day is here again, Its the same one as before… Yet completely different in itself, By just a few contradicting things… Feelings had bloomed, After a long unending winter.. I yearned for a companion, And found you along the

Pictures

Pictures short poem

1. Somebody puts a hand on my shoulder I turn around suddenly it was moon. 2. Do you hear the inaudible voices of abstruse frosting. The leaves are falling. 3. What you did not know was my pain. When I

A Monologue On Father’s Day

A Monologue On Fathers Day short poem

Father ! Can you hear me ? I wish to talk to you today If only you could answer And tell me that you do ! How blessed would I feel To hear you once again And rush towards you

What If?

What If? short poem

What if love was free What if the sky were the sea Would that be better for you or me What if there was no doubt What if we understood what life was all about Would we all laugh and

In Ring Of Fire

In Ring Of Fire short poem

After a peek into the world news, I will start asking many questions to myself in the dialect of hurling petrol bombs that, how many names of a god are valid in my poor dictionary of past truths? I start

Hello

Hello short poem

Hello, Can anybody hear me? I’m calling out There is only an echo. Hello, Are you out there? I need to hear Someone answer. Hello. Can you feel it? The dark and loneliness Is surrounding me. Hello. Can you touch

My Friend, The Wind

My Friend, The Wind short poem

I sit under a tree on a hillock of soft dewy grass My face caressed by the gentle breeze My windy friend, whence came you, whither are you headed? In times of sadness, it sighs consolingly in my ears Even

Rosanne

Rosanne long poem

All dressed up in black just like her daddy The man in black, she followed in his footsteps But became a legend in her own time, she Sings a lot of his songs but writes most of her Own, on

Roses

Roses short poem

  Roses have colours with global appeal; some are pink, blue, red, white and they reveal glamour and beauty for all to cherish. Roses have in them the power of love, so do they, the ability to heal a heart

God Gave Me You

God Gave Me You short poem

Once I was broken hearted and all alone but like A big oak tree I stood tall and strong waiting for That one and special one to come along and then You came along! Now you are the dream of

Child For A Day

Child For A Day short poem

Today I decided that I would try, To remember when I was a child, Sometimes bold, sometimes shy, And most definitely totally wild. I thought I’d choose to live today, As if I was very young, To see the world

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

Space Time

Space Time short poem

The Fermi Paradox: Where is everyone? The Universe is nearly 14 billion years old say those in the know. Enough time to populate our galaxy they say! But is this really so? The elements in our bodies were created in

In Transit

In Transit short poem

Grand Rapids smell of burnt toast Moves like a pastel mall-walker defying Predawn blankness, sub-zero cold. The other stunned migrants sit folded In practice for the confined transit to come: Uncommunicative, unsmiling, unsure. Because small disasters are bound to occur:

Twitter

Twitter short poem

Twitter is a trap, chuck it in the bin, Twitter makes me look at other peoples’ sin. It never makes me happy , always makes me sad, Tends to make me covet ,the things I never had. I’m turning off

My Story’s End

My Storys End short poem

You might never know me, Or what I intend to be… But everything I have wished for, Is there for you to see… Trying hard to let you know, Of every feeling that went unheard… For just to be with