Obssession Poems

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

The Devil’s Temptations

The Devils Temptations short poem

Making dirty love is the devil’s first temptation Yet very few resist the desire for carnal sin by seduction A woman can charm and excite a man beyond imagination And make him do things only a dirty pig would dare

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Mary

Mary short poem

“Mary, are you blind? Mary, are you dying? Mary, are you kind? Mary, I am happy for you. Mary, Mary, Mary; the blind lady from the darkness. You come slowly from the ground, as your eyes are stitched tight. Mary,

A Dream

A Dream long poem

In my balcony On this full moon night I think of you and decide to write I analyse my things and my life But all my thoughts just end up in a fight You’re my first thought My last thought

To Thom

To Thom elegy

while your obsession with order was just on the border and your preemptive guard around things yet unmarred was something to, well, behold there was a side of you that was true and forgiving and somehow made room for the

Make Peace

Make Peace short poem

it is time to make peace with yourself do this by loving yourself the way you are it is time to make peace with your childhood do this by releasing all old negative programming it is time to make peace

What If I

What If I prose poem

What if i comes to you for ever? Will you care for me the same…. No!! What if i starts abominating you? Will you understand me for the same.. No!! What if i disavowal your words? Will you respects me

The National Parks

The National Parks prose poem

Our national parks can evoke great excitement and compassion From their grandiose beauty and spectacular scenario which is one of the greatest attraction It can move our hearts to beat strongly with excitement And yet there are no words that

Soul And My Body

Soul And My Body long poem

SOUL and my BODY My soul often disturbed me in sleep When I was young and smart My soul would feel proud of my looks I would get elated and sleep sound When I grew up as a teenager My

Streaming Beauty Of Womanhood

Streaming Beauty Of Womanhood short poem

Born a girl, but, I was raised as a boy In teens I was not girly, a TOMBOY My walk and talk were not feminine I used boy’s stuff showing masculine My nose and ears were not pierced I hated

My Pal In Pain

My Pal In Pain short poem

My pal in pain I know what you’re going through, but never forget my mate the chief difference between distance and separation. There, you cry at your home and here, I feel downhearted in mine. Feeling an awkward distance in

Origami

Origami short poem

We are encrypted likenesses of reality born out of trust between blankness and fingertips when knowledge leads and potential follows folding and rolling and bending. Intricate patterns, cumbersome schemes are woven into our souls. Tension within us aches for release.

Stars Under My Feet

Stars Under My Feet long poem

Holding back – tears, Holding back – all reservations. Holding back – all my questions.. With a broad smile.. And a promise to be back.. Touched the cheeks, Kissed the forehead Bid goodbyes.. And didn’t turn back, To see your

Apparitions

Apparitions short poem

Apparitions Apparitions of you in my mind Are they real I can’t tell or just mine I walk across a busy street I am scared that we might meet Turmoil tortures and twists Do I live and take the risk

Jungle In The Gym

Jungle In The Gym long poem

I am Timothy, Timmy, Tim. My dad is James, Jimmy, Jim. My mom is Kimberly, Kimmy, Kim. I walk, walk, walk With my teacher And my class. It’s time for recess So we’re going to the gym. This is my

Tragedy Of Trans Gender

Tragedy Of Trans Gender prose poem

Couple gets attracted to unite in Bliss Couples Union culminates in anticipation of baby Couple dreams of either a Boy or a Girl Couple celebrate with gusto if the child is either Couple will be crest fallen if the child

Nature

Nature short poem

Ever felt the music in nature… Chattering of birds in rhythm, the melody in their voice cool breeze blowing through hair, resting in eyelids, whispering in ears the sound of the flowing river, spreading love everywhere carrying every being together

The House Of The Tragic Poet

The House Of The Tragic Poet short poem

“see, the hills above Fuiggi are aflame” she says, “they melt in smoke” but no, pockets of sky descend in mist to hide in trees or lie in wells of tall grass and vine, as you walk you tread on

Apathy No More

Apathy No More short poem

Clip not the wings of imagination Let it fly its uncharted way Yield now and then to temptation Let the spirit be free and gay Suit not the action to the image Fresh be your speech, and acts new How

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

The promises

The promises short poem

I don’t promise that my love will increase for you, I just promise that I won’t stop loving you I don’t promise that I won’t ever hurt you, i just promise that I’ll do anything just to keep you happy

Music Fills My Heart

Music Fills My Heart ballad

When we hum and lose the tune We always have hated it Enjoying the music And tapping our enjoying feet! Music fills my heart,music fills my ears With drums and beat It may begin With hums and vocals it may

Fishing For The Truth

Fishing For The Truth ballad

The man who sits in solitude So as not to judge and condemn others, gains humility, An attribute truly favoured by God. A man who sits in a gathering to quarrel, and cast Aspersions on the righteousness & sanctity of

The Rose

The Rose short poem

A rose bloomed in my garden a solitary, pink rose. Solitary, but for the inimical companion the thorn. my fingers twitched to pluck the rose for my only love… my fingers stretched to embrace the sharp thorn… in a thorn

Beauty In A Summer Breeze

Beauty In A Summer Breeze long poem

Swallowed in dreams of bliss, and sunset berry kisses in the still of azure skies I gaze into your eyes. Your lips, like honey exude strange sweetness as a dream lover’s dream I find you resistless. Soft whispers pant to

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

Love Sonnet 115

Love Sonnet 115 short poem

You made ascent to high thresholds of dreams, Much higher than where angels dwell on wings, And all the cost of sleep your mirth redeems With sheer magic the near-experience brings; You fluttered in my every reverie, As though a

Facade

Facade short poem

We often wear the masks to hide, To fit in more, to better survive. Hide behind the complicated smiles, Confident, no one would catch our lies. Nothing seems a bit real now, Even the shadow now takes a bow. We

What Shall I Do!!

What Shall I Do!! short poem

What shall I do with your money .. Is it enough to buy my soul honey?? How does it matter with how many babes you sleep ? Everything is in vain if one girl you can’t forever keep!! What do

The Bird Nest

The Bird Nest short poem

How does a bird know how to build a nest? Does it learn from its parents? Does it watch other birds? No to either. Instinct is what is said. How do baby Sea Turtles know to head for the ocean

Fairy Tale

Fairy Tale short poem

The unwed moon rowing like a swan on blue lake after making love to silence. Dignified shadows walk on black beach gathering white heels. Only lunatics will sing in shapeless lines. Who cares for a sequence? The milk of love

Love Sonnet 215

Love Sonnet 215 sonnet poems

I know not what the coming future brings, I hold no reins of destiny in hand, But know that all the songs my heart now sings, Will go on just for you while yet I stand; No thunder, loud, will

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

Someone Loves You

Someone Loves You short poem

There is someone who comforts her each day, stays with her till her tears go away. Makes her laugh even in her worst mood, never cares about her being rude. He holds her hand in the darkest night, never ever

The Wheel

The Wheel short poem

He was very thin, half naked, one arm broken, glasses cracked. Early morning an owlet will land over its head And give a long hoot. The bleary eyes will look down non-chalantly on browsing goats at its feet. I will

The Glass Sea

The Glass Sea short poem

The tide stroked at my toes. It reminded me how… gentle Your touch used to be. A gilded sun enveloped the glass sea, Glistening; the way your Eyes lit a darkened room. Waves, Crashed. Semi-translucent images Come and go on

I Understand Now

I Understand Now short poem

I understand now, I understand why words like moths- Flutter in my mind, Like my thoughts they change all the time. I understand now, I understand the beauty of too much pain- Even a stale pain retrieved over and over,

Shadow

Shadow short poem

I stand alone at the busy street The street is crowded with footprints Vehicles and the blowing horns But I feel all alone. The light of life goes away from my eyes I feel death comes to me with a

Song Of The Last Siren

Song Of The Last Siren short poem

Somewhere in between slumber and arousal the twilight zone scoops a fistful of memories. Atrophied limbs. Mottled skin. A cancerous face haunts. Not afraid but I am anxious. Life has not yet ebbed away. I scramble for sparks, my hands

Raging Moon

Raging Moon short poem

Homecoming under the moon devoid of pain. When did the clock turned back? You are becoming a child. My journey opens in a dark wound. A promise to walk blindfolded, when only the footfalls are audible. The distance between the

Excellence

Excellence short poem

With all the wrong notions How are actions sound? In the heat of emotions With groundless ground In the world unlimited With the counted days Without soul’s bid One always strays Being crown of creation One can change his fate