Orbs Poems

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

Orbs

Orbs short poem

Multi-colored Orbs before my eyes… what’s going on here, are my eyes just playing tricks on me…well I rub my eyes but they do not disappear I wonder if it’s spirits in despair or the guardians of mine trying to

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Orchard On A Hill

Orchard On A Hill prose poem

Splashes of green lined up row after row. Limbs of green shooting skyward downward everywhere. Vibrant light shades of newness this time every year. Each displaying its own vibrant uniqueness. As the winds blow hot, green takes on a mature

Red Barn

Red Barn prose poem

Vivid red barn juxtaposed against a green pumpkin field. Cloudless sky with bright sun hurt my eyes. Starkness of the scene burnt into my mind. Beautiful! Time passes. Sun lowers in the sky with fat orange orbs all around. Bright

Invisible Particles

Invisible Particles short poem

I care less, walking on plateau. Now, mind rejects the peaks. A small patch of green, I knead on ice of firm orbs. This sterile landscape starts a fire. My hands knit a taciturn probe to enter the inconceivable. The

The Wars

The Wars short poem

It is. An explosive denial of an infinite firmness of round orbs. Why were you taking off your shirt to show the scars? it stirs a sequestered allegation. The glare was on my days and your nights. The suicide bomber

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How Can They Possibly Know?

How Can They Possibly Know? prose poem

How will it change when we know? How will civilization be rearranged? All that we known comes from one place and time, one little speck in space. Great religions over eons have arisen telling all how things must certainly be.

I Will Always Love You

I Will Always Love You long poem

I will always love you You are the one who gave me the chance and the encouragement to be who I am today And in spite my brief shortcomings they are only because I love you and care about you

Reflections

Reflections short poem

There was a time when I sat still. Soaking in unavoidable truth. Choosing instead to sit and bathe in a world of thought. The sun peeked through the window, concerned by the calmness that struck my lips. A sudden grip

Dancing Upon A Limb

Dancing Upon A Limb short poem

Dancing Upon A Limb remember me among the sea so faithfully we must agree through shadows peak along the path in the forest a spotted owl in a tree on the path a grey fox caress a lavender flower the

Missing Mississippi

Missing Mississippi prose poem

Sunny sweaty days you gave to me. Hot and humid nights you fed to me. Your dark and scary clouds frightened me. Your thunder rolls and flashing lightning startled me. With heavy rains you flooded the land. Your tornadoes blew

Your Voice

Your Voice short poem

It was so sweet, so alluring, Mysteriously attractive, seducing. I was mesmerized, so hypnotizing. Your voice truly a heart captivating. The way you sing my favorite song, you are worth listening. The way you gently close your eyes and utter

Ever working: The Incredible Machine Of Life

Ever working: The Incredible Machine Of Life short poem

Is man standing? Heart throbs. Is man squatting? Heart pulsates. Is man on his knees? Heart beats, even when posture affects the heart- its rhythms never end. In humor heart goes back and forth, in glumness it thrums, in sullenness

Passion

Passion short poem

We kissed and set the wheels in motion. Driven wild, I crashed upon your curves. No control, let loose lust’s potion. Set adrift on sensory swerves. See me drowning in your eyes. Taste the poison from your lips. Ignite me

The Photograph

The Photograph elegy

Linked arms, looking into the future, my daughters, In jim-jams, bought from Sunday markets, Off the Thame Road, and your beautiful young faces. This picture of a world I no longer have, imbued With all the scattered sadnesses of time,

Love Sonnet 160

Love Sonnet 160 sonnet poems

When love remains as mere figment of dreams, Flimsy as silk, or webs that spiders spin, Yet serves us best, when life’s hard crust it creams, As joys, that might at times, been spread too thin; Such when a scent

Like A Child

Like A Child short poem

I want to laugh and laugh aloud, Like a free bird I want to discover every cloud, Want to cry and cry crisp, Keeping aside every sorrow I want to walk past brisk, Wander around in the streets for hours,

Happy Birthday My Love

Happy Birthday My Love long poem

Happy Birthday My Love Although we are no longer Together anymore I still wish The very best for you well and On this day of all days I hope You get all you want and more! May the sun shine

My Real Life Story

My Real Life Story short poem

‘Yes I write poems ‘ I said But no one was ready to accept . When I wrote my first poem ‘MY DEATH’ , everyone were shocked . But still my poem rocked . I just needed encouragement , I

Tranquility

Tranquility short poem

When depression laugh in my ears Pain and suffering awaits me I take a walk along the sandy beach The purple brightness at the horizon which appears when the sun takes a deep dip in the sea make my mind

Purgatory

Purgatory short poem

I live in purgatory for my insignificant sins I could not have lived in this world without bondage and bindings This will last another lifetime it will seem but end within its own meanings Sometimes I think that purgatory is

Life

Life long poem

I watch the world go by, From my position at its periphery, I ask each day, For a sign, a message, Something to turn the senseless into the meaningful. My thoughts turn inward, My being aches with the pain of

Win You Over

Win You Over long poem

Well and the day I met you was the day I heard Angels sing and I was under your spell in case you couldn’t tell, you gave me a new meaning to the dream of dreams as my heart lost

All My Wrongs (dad To Son)

All My Wrongs (dad To Son) prose poem

My sweetheart son from grounding you to scolding you perhaps you are right if you feel that I was wrong but there may come a day when you perceive that how all my wrongs then made everything right for you

Falling For You

Falling For You short poem

I am falling for you. Just don’t know how to tell you I fear that I will lose you. Just don’t know how to be next to you Call me when you realize our afterlives are in sync My heart

City Spring Night

City Spring Night long poem

Tonight a fresh spring breeze flows into my window. Listening to all the sounds in this city. There are so many. Cars with engines roaring, racing up and down this city street. Ambulance sirens with fire trucks screeching and; hollering

Farewell To College Days….

Farewell To College Days.... long poem

I wonder how soon these days passed away I look back and feel it was yesterday…………………..1 When floors of this institution did I first tread I remember the nervousness that I had had……..….2 An amazing journey it has been for

A Lighter Sky

A Lighter Sky short poem

we have a clean white bed, slept late, a shock to break the ritual. a treat on a major scale. probably ten. I think I may like to travel to small places, old and full of history. deep aged fabrics

Music

Music long poem

Weary soul needs to survive Broken heart must stay alive Where word is not sufficient Music is efficient Flows from the ear to the heart Strengthens soul set apart Uplift depressed spirit And make sadness exit Music acts like magic

The Grand Experiment

The Grand Experiment prose poem

It was conducted on a global scale, taking billions of years in local space time. Mere moments in the time of the Initiators. Their quantum computers able to crunch numbers beyond human comprehension. The simulation experiment would be run in

The Jester

The Jester short poem

Retrieving a book from the calmness of it’s nook Opening to illustrated pages to be read by children of all ages As the pages were turned, one by one An image soon appeared, as bright as the sun There before

The Voice Of A Deceased Victim

The Voice Of A Deceased Victim short poem

Those barbarous men took all my felicity and killed me with their adze. Each piece of my fragmented heart endured a lot of angst. By defiling a dauntless belle they exalted their brutality. The ferocious act of theirs, brought me

Limited

Limited short poem

sensations sense the limited bound by the apertures that read time my conditioned mind interprets the words that come through in streams, as lines of information a matrix of data, through the windows of the sensual eyes, my faded account

The Confession

The Confession short poem

I am so sorry The first words you say In your admission I was wrong follows next with down cast eyes In your confession the confession given in hopes of forgiveness is admission dressed in pretty clothes Your true intent

Aggravation

Aggravation short poem

Indeed if I play the victim can’t feign but it’s a fact Balance forever skewed short changed not exact Deprived of a fair share in an equitable level field In situations near similar had always but me yield Moments utter

She

She short poem

Her heart is down, But she will rise. If it is her right, For it she’ll fight. When there’s darkness, She’ll be the light. Even in the toughest problems, She’ll wear a smile. The ones who think she is weak,

The Greatest Love

The Greatest Love short poem

They say love is blind, love is fake, they say it’s a thin line between love and hate, some love is real, some love we make, some love is weak, some love is great, is love a feeling or just

Scared Of Love

Scared Of Love short poem

Finding True Love Is Very Difficult. Most Relationships End Because Of Assault. Some People Enter Into Your Life And Give You The Wrong Impression. They Make You Feel Loved But Breaking Your Heart Is Their Intention. If Someone Broke Your

Words Jumbled

Words Jumbled short poem

Today I’m doing a little writing, At times it’s quite frightening. The ink is black, the paper is moist, I like to scratch out words, that is my choice. A lot of thoughts gather round my head; I fail to

The Cry Of A Poor Mother

The Cry Of A Poor Mother short poem

When in this deep poverty, I look around and see the haves, My heart burns with anger, They have it all, I have nothing, They took everything away, And we, the have nots, Live in deep poverty, Hardly affording three

Sandpit

Sandpit short poem

It’s the middle of the exam season, I’m walking home from college, The same way I’ve always gone, Going over a few more notes on my phone. On my way, I pass a playground. Right in the middle, I see