Opportunities Poems

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

A Door Of Opportunities And A Hallway Not

A Door Of Opportunities And A Hallway Not short poem

There I stood between the door and the hallway And I chose to listen to the echo Of the sound my tired feet made Through the two eternal walls Which kept caving in Sometimes it’s not better to keep moving

Missed Opportunities

Missed Opportunities short poem

Sometimes in your life, Time will go astray, You can’t save those moments, For another day. Missed opportunities, Times you should have had, But we got the good times, Mixed up with the bad. Sometimes we take the wrong path,

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Encounters

Encounters short poem

Most people we meet will be friends and not foes (Though truthfully, some people get up our nose!) Those moments together can bless us or blight us But thankfully most of our meetings unite us At times we wear prickles,

The Empty Chair

The Empty Chair short poem

The echo of my footsteps As I walk past the porch. The creaking of the rocker As the breeze gives it a push. Tell me a story chair, Of all that you have seen: Boys and girls on their bikes,

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Who Am I?

Who Am I? short poem

A gush of wind entered Through the open window. My shielded wings wandered all over The unanswered question which I hide in my unconscious mind, echoed in my conscious mind. Who am I ? I have a heart that forgives

Loving Life

Loving Life short poem

If we are willing to learn, life is willing to teach If we are willing to listen, the sounds of life will reach If you are willing to receive, life has much to give Take what life gives, make the

Wait

Wait short poem

You may think I have given up, But I only reached a hurdle. The rare opportunities to work, Have made me slow as a turtle. Life has thrown it’s curves In a way I can not change. I do my

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.

Embrace Change

Embrace Change prose poem

One the very first day we’re born into a world, where there’s a chance to dream for every boy and girl. Starting off young the mind becomes full on what to be, from becoming a fireman to the next star

The Liberty Dreamer

The Liberty Dreamer long poem

Envision freedom as a circle spanning three hundred and sixty degrees And sitting at the circle’s center you are at liberty to swivel and tilt at will Mesmerized by the seemingly limitless opportunities that beckon Within each degree a fountainhead

A Purple Umbrella

A Purple Umbrella long poem

A purple umbrella What once blocked the rain Now catches the opportunity A purple umbrella What protected me from discomfort Now prevents puddles A purple umbrella The comfort of not being wet Has been exchanged for the freedom to breath

Breaking Bondage

Breaking Bondage short poem

Enter cycle two and the Breaking of Bondage… Well what lies down this road now Heaven only knows but I’m not gonna be your prisoner anymore, I don’t want to look back on yesterday tomorrow and regret the dreams I

Remember This

Remember This short poem

There are some things I have come to believe. Believe me when I say, I am not deceived. Sometimes the good die young, and never receive. Unfairness exists, and persists, though ill conceived. Sometimes everybody gets pushed around, or cheated.

I Believe I Can Fly

I Believe I Can Fly short poem

I’ve got many obstacles in my life, but I’ll never give up. Once when I planned to fly, I thought that I will reach high but I just got a chance to try. I ignored it as my first attempt.

Halls Of Gray

Halls Of Gray long poem

I walk these halls all day and night, I do not frown nor shed a tear. It took all of my inner might, To strike down that which I did fear. I was afraid to take a chance, And ask

My Sweetheart Children

My Sweetheart Children short poem

My sweet children I can’t give you what you wish but I can give you what actually you need for your better tomorrow I can give you immense love and affection that will provide strong wings for your dreams to

Being Happy

Being Happy short poem

I sometimes feel that I don’t feel An irony, isn’t it? But it isn’t so. I do feel things. I do feel cared when someone cares for me. I do feel when someone is being friendly with me. I do

Resolutions

Resolutions prose poem

Repentance of things past and presence, and anticipated misdoings shall be of utmost importance. I shall be more open and vulnerable, being more willing to “Be Wrong”. Evils that are both subtle and also blatant shall be exposed, fought against,

I

I short poem

I am not defined by your appraisal ratings. I am not defined by the fact that you nag me for being a unconcerned husband, or yell for being a failed father. I am not defined by your hollow looks every

Live Up To Your Potential

Live Up To Your Potential short poem

Ouch! What a sharp jab? Oh God! What is happening to me? Why should I suffer like this? And you go on and on, Blame Him! Otherwise what can you do better? God has given you everything, Name them, talents,

December 1st 1957

December 1st 1957 prose poem

alternate title: debut of Amelie Beth Harris – McGeehan First borne progeny to the late Harriet and current octogenarian widower Boyce Harris her birth delivered more than the sum total of a healthy baby girl, she gurgled with contentment as

Take a Chance

Take a Chance short poem

Walk with determination; Fill your heart with hope, Smooth will be your paved path. Plan before you take action; Remain true to your ethics, And see how easily your dreams of today will be reality tomorrow. Identify the obstacles of

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My Taboo

My Taboo short poem

Hollyhocks will not let me go; hold my hands. Shying away they were turning to ashes. In the night, wisteria emanates a hungry cry. Though wind had announced sun has not kept the promise. I gasp for the body silver

A Life Story

A Life Story long poem

Dedicated to Grace Abu Khalid who made me love Arabic which is my native language Being fifty years old now I met my Arabic teacher somehow I guess it is the will of God Joining with Grace, I am so

Tree

Tree long poem

Birth of an infant is akin to that of a plant combination of sperm count results in formation of an infant planting of the seed and nurturing it results in creation of plant Infant grows in the womb of mother

Fulfil The ‘dreams’

Fulfil The dreams short poem

Fulfil your dreams rapidly, they may die. No one knows about tomorrow, You may not survive. Fulfil your dreams rapidly, Because when it’s gone You will not have anything, that you can bestow. Fulfil your dreams rapidly, they may get

Wishing On Stars

Wishing On Stars short poem

Well there is more to me than meets the eye but it seems like nobody can see the beauty inside…I’m so sick and tired of players and their games it’s enough to make you wanna give up on love but

Tangible Colors

Tangible Colors short poem

Do you sometimes feel like Seeing the color of your emotions? Touching them, Maybe smelling them too? Imagine the urge to kiss Displayed in bright Fuschia Feeling like satin Smelling like vanilla Imagine your helplessness Painted in Yellow Feeling like

Old Year’s Eve

Old Years Eve short poem

The ghosts of winters past plague my mind with a blissful memory of the first coquettish look and the first breath of her omniscient essence The failure of one’s duty by thine own hand is the blade that cuts the

The Ballad Of Percy The Penguin

The Ballad Of Percy The Penguin ballad

Percy the Penguin lived at the South Pole. With many good friends he would laugh and cajole. They would slip and slide and play in the snow, laughing and shouting and running to and fro. Percy was a happy lad

Wo(men Insecurity)

Wo(men Insecurity) short poem

When I walk out in broad daylight, I am immediately handed with “Stand up and fight” brochures, persuaded to download the Vithyou app, begged to join self defense classes to combat the raging thirst, of uninhibited audacious beasts. I am

Loving A Street

Loving A Street short poem

A lead goes nowhere, a ladder, a snake, bloody steps; a city mourns, while blackened walls of a house search its owner. Shadows of grainy straws move under the eyes. Scent of nails bites bronze silence. Sips of cold statements

Alone

Alone short poem

When I find myself alone and restless.. My feelings come out to play like children taunting me. Loneliness , worry, sadness, anxiety .. I try to ignore them, i accept the emotions, try to work through them. I talk myself

Evening Shadows

Evening Shadows prose poem

Marching slowly towards western horizon The sun goes to plunge down the hills over there As if exhausted by the day- long travel Traversing the sky from one end to the other . Wonder if it seeks for a little

Words Alone

Words Alone short poem

As if words of love could stand alone, Give shelter and feed me. Days when I was hungry, he fed, Provided for another family, But wrote and boasted about me. Cold nights caused me to shiver. No furious fire could

Suicide

Suicide short poem

The cuts on his wrist Her tears like an ocean mist Full of hurt and pain An urge to let it out and show my bane The gleaming blade falls Blood spatters the walls Maybe dying will make it right

Ray

Ray short poem

Though almost our eleventh hour, Though its our darkest hour, Before the sun shines, There must be darkness Before we hear the chirping birds Or the see the beauty dawn, Its after coldest hour That we may see the light

Lost Within Your Sea

Lost Within Your Sea short poem

Ahoy, Do your stories hold true Your creaks They play in my ear So many lost within your sea Believing in you My passion runs high To see the horizon Ahoy, or land ahead Together we sail onward Seeking lost

Untitled

Untitled long poem

I like Nothing – not in the sense of disliking Everything – but simply the concept; it’s peaceful, liberating. there is Nothing more rejuvenating than a day of Nothingness. no wandering of my mind to keep me awake, empty thoughts

Sleepless

Sleepless long poem

A 5-year-old girl Throws a chair Because her teacher Doesn’t seem to care About how the girl Can’t sleep at night And nap time in Preschool Was where she might Two years later The girl is seven and she still

To Mum

To Mum short poem

If time is a healer when will it become easier? I long for your presence I want you here with me I sense you spirit but cannot see The day that you left this world behind A piece of my

Cog Without A Machine To Call Home

Cog Without A Machine To Call Home short poem

This filth feels like home And I just left my friend I want to stay calm but The drugs kick in again That feeling hits the bone And I am at the end I cannot reap what I’ve sown I