Originality Poems

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

Same

Same ode

People around me have the same faces No discrimination This is the right thing- yes, But who is really who? How can we know you without knowing you- The smile behind the pain The pain behind the mind You are

The Stranger

The Stranger prose poem

There we met, at street seventy seventh; my friend who’d bowed down with altering features, and me with my clothes getting narrower. We could not find, in this chilly present, a tale to help us recline on the pavement’s stone.

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Enough

Enough long poem

Do the work- just do the work I agreed and began early to do the work- make art- create beauty Allow the inspiration to flow- act on it and manifest my vision of heaven Even if it is abstract. In

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Fallen Leaves

Fallen Leaves short poem

Leaves on the trees turning from yellow to brown With a stiff wind soon on the ground Rustling, rustling A pile of leaves so neatly collected Beckoning me so they’re not neglected Rustling, rustling I jump I jump so gleefully

Cursing Remorse

Cursing Remorse short poem

Words in didos float like floes – In a Pontos of egos endorsing remorse; To pinkoes playing with awes and throes- Curses of chaos, fouls, and woes! Souls hiding behind words transpose- Sallowed ones hiding behind flaws! Some say their

Lighter Than A Feather

Lighter Than A Feather prose poem

Lighter than a feather, when weighed on you though, never heavier, Rain in the storm, blown away I’m torn, open up, it’s not like the norm Adored but not shown, praises that become worn, Show me the love, where’s the

Friends

Friends short poem

friends are someone.. who meet each other- to share joy and sorrow and celebrate happy moments together. here my friends-never I had the chance to see them face to face. we share a world made with the trust of god’s

Define God.

Define God. prose poem

What is God? What is a god? It’s all relative. It is all semantics really. To those who wandered this globe fifty thousand years ago we’d be gods. Would those who live fifty thousand years from now be looked on

When Life Retreats Death

When Life Retreats Death short poem

In the tropical section of the Earth, There stays a transient period. Brimful of relief and silence, that thresholds peace to any and all living blood. Then the commitment reverses, and brings a modest scuffle. After a prolonged omnipresent silence,

Sprouting Seeds

Sprouting Seeds short poem

Turnover my secret past I have to dig up my future In the hour of crumbling walls and dark clouds. Pale moon becomes a beacon in another version of solitude where nobody speaks of sores and premature death. I stay

Of You, Always

Of You, Always short poem

Fantasizing. Thinking. Daydreaming. Dreams she wishes were true. Wishing they were for the same reason as mine, Glances that is. I see you. Always. Everywhere. Whenever. Do you see me? Sometimes at least? Suspense. It pains me. I have to

This Must Be What They Call Pain!

This Must Be What They Call Pain! short poem

Am I alive? Is this a dream? Won’t I ever wake? Will I forever scream? The mind says, but my eyes don’t see, My soul wanders like a flowerless bee. Each step I take amongst the endless waste, Minefields of

The Lost Existence

The Lost Existence short poem

Losing was my wont so , I let go things . The green garden embedded with pink pearls , the petunias that crawled from the pot to heaven . I lost my childhood the early summer of my life the

Life at Twilight

Life at Twilight short poem

In the twilight of life There he was rambling Amid the memories he bore Of his life Memories sweet and sour Flow by his mind, Leaving traces of Wrinkled smile There he walks in tranquility Like an old man Rich

Submission

Submission prose poem

oh, my an editorial board when I first sat down today to write poetry I imagined a whole other world love was on my mind the world was new and I made the most of it so I ask you-

Friends

Friends short poem

Friends are eternal bliss Your best wish Whom you are going to miss They will be like cake Some will be and true and some will be fake They will be friends indeed If they are there when you need

Salvage Vows

Salvage Vows short poem

The sea claims, here you are at my door. Leave behind the bustling streets. Walk up to me, pardon my storminess. Bury your feet in my sand and close your eyes. I shall salve you of endless perplexity and unrest.

No Penny For Dreams

No Penny For Dreams short poem

Hope and dreams Fill Schemes. Slippery as soap Both dreams and hope. My dreams have seen The things that might have been. The sweat it seems Is a part of my dreams. I sit by the streams With moonlight dreams.

Struggle

Struggle short poem

The feeling of discontent Blood boiling inside Trying to keep it together Bursting at the seams Frustration takes over Simplicity comes with a price..in an unattainable world The inside doesn’t match the outside How did I get here? The Struggle

Unmatched Batch

Unmatched Batch ballad

We were unmatched batch She was a night owl and I was the morning bird. In the darkness I saw the gaze of the moon in her ogling eyes I heard the rumbling of thunder in her hoot Ruffling my

Consensual

Consensual short poem

You left behind touchstones when I was inventing another zero. Black and white, sobering transparency was reclaiming the mandate of dust. Barefoot lambs were clamouring for ethics in forbidden land. The sun shrinks the clouds to distribute equally, the landscape

Knotted

Knotted short poem

Hands trembling as I write this poem On cold chilly winter morning Dead silence ring in my ear Dim light by the fireplace, Knotted together in this tiny house That we call our own Where love is shown, and hate

Ginger Lime Tea

Ginger Lime Tea short poem

When she came in Through the door he Forgot to latch after The paid one had left, He was boiling water For the ginger lime tea, to Keep the black dogs of Last night, off his head. Amused at her

Mist In The Shadows

Mist In The Shadows long poem

More choices is an illusion that laces the present with hope. Incessant are our needs yet like an endless race. Sullied with unattainable goals- we take a step back for a better perspective. Tracing our steps we devise plans that

A Raw Diamond

A Raw Diamond short poem

A rustic lass of early teens sells raw diamonds on a pavement. black stones are laid on a mat small rocks fetch her livelihood. ‘See, the stones can cut glass sheets, all are genuine raw diamonds, buy now or you

Anything For You

Anything For You sonnet poems

A beauty at heart is found, Has become a part of my Life, The access to all my worldly activities is you You leaving me is a dreadful thing, Yet,You wished me to be happy, Never said no to your

Goblins

Goblins short poem

Goblins have lived in our trees for years They have green eyes, and great big ears They come out on a summer night And swing from the branches in the pale moonlight They walk in the trees, and talk goblin

Faded

Faded short poem

Mirror was shattered By a single crevice. Those dusky eyes are places Where truth lies. Silent as night was my fate But then those footfalls Captured me to enervate. Wind turned the pages Of a story forsaken. Words had some

Ripe Old Age

Ripe Old Age prose poem

We will all live to a ripe old age. If not here, then probably over there… If not over there, then defiantly someplace else…. The mind is everywhere at once…. Experiences vary…. When I die in one place the others

Davy’s Plan

Davys Plan prose poem

One day as I was walking On a long and lonesome road, I saw an old dilapidated house Which once was someone’s abode. There as I knocked the front door It came as a big surprise, As an old man

The Lady Of Haddon Hall

The Lady Of Haddon Hall ballad

She sits alone within the hall Close to the fire keeping her warm Silken dress worn threadbare Watching fire sprites dance and flare. Dreaming of someone in her heart Lonlieness pierces like a dart Within candle light glow Her tears

Love Is Forever

Love Is Forever short poem

Season’s change People change But LOVE IS FOREVER There’s no distance Too far the heart can Not bridge if two People are meant to be Together and in my Heart of hearts I believe I believe it was our Destiny,

The Hollow Leaves

The Hollow Leaves long poem

Through the breeze A slight scent of mint The Sumer didn’t even make a dent In the column of cosmic debris Hollow leaves with colors that bleed In Autumn the colors turn red To awake the barren lake Columns of

Global Oxygen Fountain’s Pulse

Global Oxygen Fountain’s Pulse short poem

Is it too late to start now? Those above and those below Guard the rainforest Keep it safe the remaining nest Aboriginals who are living there Endangered by traders and issues declare Decimating the forest Toxic is their lust To

Insomnia

Insomnia short poem

Insomnia used to drive me mad, Every night I would toss and turn, These days I think it’s really not bad, For that’s when I get my work done. My mind seems to come alive at night, My imagination sparks

He”- An Important Persona

He”  An Important Persona long poem

“HE” He is an important persona. He is- who is omnipresent, and makes me feel special. He is- who is outstandingly unique, that nobody can ever beat. He is- who rings the bells of my heart, with a dart. “HE”

Woman

Woman prose poem

When I was a young man I chased them by the score. They were fast, young and lean. Conquest was my aim, seduction was the game. Procreation, I was playing with biology’s rules. I cared very little about much more.

Life – The Mystery Unfolds

Life   The Mystery Unfolds short poem

Life is like a story, With mysteries to unfold, Something comes and something goes, Always accompanied by highs and lows, With it come problems and solutions galore, You may rise, but a day will come when you may fall, You

The Wall

The Wall short poem

I thought I would fall, but there was an invisible wall… remember that scary doll, then I could hardly crawl… I thought I would fall, but there was an invisible wall… Everything was strange and new, mom I was looking