Outlook Poems

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

Outlook Deteriorating

Outlook Deteriorating long poem

Sitting in the examination room paper crackling under your naked spine the worm of doubt working its way through your pipes just about falling asleep white noise strong as medicine honing the edge of your fever there’s a double tap

Outlook

Outlook short poem

Positive out look creates confidence drives out fear balance the mind drive one to success Negative out look lose the confidence drive in fear imbalance the mind sure to end up in failures Balanced out look tries to be steady

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To Be Wise

To Be Wise prose poem

What makes a person wise? Reaching for the skies? The schemes they devise? Or knowing life’s true prize? I’ve heard early to and early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy and wise. If being wise is showing experience, good

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Bless This Mess

Bless This Mess short poem

I’m no fun anymore, Not to be with or even around, I bitch-spewing hate is my second Favorite thing to do, Only topped by drinking, Reeking of cigarettes and whiskey, And I like dim places where the outlook is Bleak,

Lust Wrong Time Wrong Person

Lust Wrong Time Wrong Person long poem

I was trying to steer clear of the type I adore Refrain from where I’ve went wrong before Lad about town with that criminal behaviour In the long run he will not work in my favour But I cant help

Too Brave To Say Goodbye To Old

Too Brave To Say Goodbye To Old long poem

It’s now time life will reward me with a new hello I am only just starting anew and have far to go Today is the day, Now is the time To take back the life that is rightfully mine Don’t

Monochrome

Monochrome long poem

Black is the epitome for darkness, An all thinks desolate and bleak. Purple gives us the incentive- the hope what we seek. Pastel yellow is the sun Which glistens our day, While blue is the color Of the scintillating bay

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A Frowning Smile

A Frowning Smile short poem

Did you know your tears break my heart? I see the frown beneath that smile Did you know you can’t see from afar? Staying with what surrounds. Just look ahead another mile They don’t know that you hide in your

Let’s Be Positive

Lets Be Positive long poem

so, like always, morning comes and brings with it news none browses but the pages sit still on the table, irate indifferent we go about our lives, erase the outline we spied, out of the corner of our eye on

Goons

Goons short poem

Tux, ties, tuxedo Gun fires, they echo Drug, bribe, tobacco Yacht, boats, torpedo All trolls, the mohawks Haircuts, them dreadlocks Never legit, neither original New fashioned, invisi-balls Classic hats No baseball cap Black neat coat No hoodies, cloak The fags

Scarecrow

Scarecrow short poem

I was a shirt filed with straw and rags. Pants that hang loose. Jeans cuffed pinned uncomfortably. Nothing to think of; a hat filled with straw. The inability to walk. Pinned to a board. Hickory oak. Chest disproportionate to a

Without Reason

Without Reason short poem

Living in a cyst, it would explore the breast. The black ethics goes beyond the bounds of mystique of non-movement. A while away a conflict comes out of the body. Melts into a face. There is no flesh, no skin.

Lost

Lost prose poem

I am lost in the fruitless existence of my soul, sleep, eat, pray, cry and repeat. Longing for the one to break me free from the chains of social acceptance and the prison blessed man has created for himself. Man

At Stake

At Stake ballad

She smiled for a deep need of admiration Her world was of fantasy and delusion Her senses of mental fragmentation She welcomed someone When no one was there She never knew when she was sick Like demons tugging the stigma

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

Calendar

Calendar short poem

Writing on my sleeves, I visualize an invisible coupling of grassroots with starless sky, when I walk on the wailing earth. Hails big as sparrow eggs smash the bougainvillea blossoms. The wrestling clouds begin a storm. Witchcraft of the moon

Naughty Summer

Naughty Summer short poem

Summer sun strikes the earth with hot rays, As the honey bee stings the flowers with dismay. Her apple cheeks get redder than the dusk, pitiless rays never mind to do such silly task. The hot kisses of sun parch

A Precious Gift

A Precious Gift short poem

If our love was blind, I would find a way to see it If it was unable to speak, I would find a way to say it And if it was unable to hear I would find a way to

Insomnia

Insomnia short poem

I walk down the bridge Whispering to my restless mind About your last night’s talk And those unfeeling hands of innocence The night eglantine smiles In its usual way At my timid inexpressive desire And the love filled eyes of

Isle of Dead Souls

Isle of Dead Souls short poem

Eyes as hard as the hardest stone. Inscrutable, hide within secrets galore. The face, the same. But them hands, they lie. On a bed of lies her mind still rests, Waiting for a kick. Dystopia all around her. Or so,

City

City short poem

This is the place, a city average Where he frequents. Here lies another memory lurking on A fairy of delight, lived as a lovely lass. Now it is his place of work Where destiny brought him alike A fading odour

Deep Roots

Deep Roots prose poem

Fathers are trees whose roots are so deep and strong that we cling to them for ever Eventually we get lost into them that gives a different pleasure Now when my father has gone far away from me desire of

Forgotten

Forgotten short poem

How deep is the hole I fell into That light does not shine upon my naked soul Am I to live all eternity bound in this grave Once I heard your voice sing but only silence Greets my ears now

Seasons Of Life

Seasons Of Life short poem

The cold wind blew, dry leaves fell rain poured in torrents, washed off the trace of the past. Lightening struck ablaze, darkness died.. A storm still broke out, the chains of bondage cracked…. Thunder struck aloud, leaving the past dead..

Love

Love short poem

Love sometimes never arrives us Looking for someone in total loss Yet it would cross a desert When it is real and honest It is every minute giving it your all And forgiving everything big or small It is forgetting

Run Along…

Run Along... short poem

Run along… In Rain In Sun Along Rivers Thro’ Mountains Thro’ Forests As long as you can As far as you can Run along… To find new horizons New Spheres New People New things Run along… So as to be

Prejudice A Scourge

Prejudice A Scourge prose poem

A scourge Of mankind. Hate A person Before we talk and walk That is no way Right. It is every way Wrong. want a special kind Of prejudice. wish to pre-judge Everyone beautiful Lovely gorgeous Redeemed Forgiven And love them

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens short poem

I am happy … as they say, Did happiness really come my way? There is no such thing as a perfect relation; Everything is a sum total of our creation. A lot of feelings stay jumbled; Now we smile and

The Beginning Of The End

The Beginning Of The End short poem

I met a guy who showed me how to love, Caring and understanding, like an angel from above. His eyes so innocent and pure, Had me feeling like a lady, so demure. He was able to understand me like no

The Poet

The Poet short poem

The poet is that kind old man You met while on the train The poet is that little kid Who’s eating grass again. The poet is the waiter At that coffee shop you like. The poet is that triathlete, Riding

Designed To Delight

Designed To Delight short poem

Mother Earth lies least Mountain stands like her breast Peak is sharp like nipple Greenery covers, like eye of an apple Clouds cover the peak, like white silk White clouds spread, like spillage of milk Sun signals setting in the

Drama

Drama short poem

A fugitive chameleon sits on my window sill daily, ceding the space horizon to thickness of delusion; wants to decimate the infamous rotting image of man, shining everyday in lush damaging gossips. A perfect imperfection of treachery to attack the

Dear Uncle

Dear Uncle short poem

I wish i could hear your voice Your hearty laugh was my ray of sunshine Why did you have to leave so soon I wish i could hug you for one last time When i saw you lying in the

Potential Values Solved

Potential Values Solved short poem

Impossible emptying my head of every bent phrase… The misshapen past crooked and crass –unrepentant lunar lit boyhood errant I against your shallow affect denial (my own story you dare edit or silence because every unacknowledged event is one erased

Piteous Proletariat

Piteous Proletariat prose poem

While aversely obliging decadent demands of the reigning, endorsed affluent, an internal voice howls interposingly loud and insists I really shouldn’t: “pitiful, weary worker, Coerced, uncaringly ordered, and damned by upper class rules, will you ever tire of being a

The Song Of The Caged Bird

The Song Of The Caged Bird prose poem

Listen closely. Do you hear it? Do you hear the song of the caged bird? Listen harder. Listen to her yearning. Listen to her cries from being locked away for years on end. She wants to be set free. She

Umbrella

Umbrella short poem

Raindrops are falling from the skies, Tears are smiling like so dumb of lies. Play with me in this rainy day! We’ll run like kids in a one sunny day! Waters are rushing on your feet. Cover your head and

By The Grace Of God

By The Grace Of God short poem

I thank you Lord for being in your hands, I thank you Lord for being part of your plan. I am on my own but I am not alone because it’s by your Grace that I can keep my pace.

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

Baby On Board

Baby On Board short poem

Dear Husband… We had just started our lives together Hopes to pick & dreams to gather Confused I saw my correctness suffer Irritated your freedom found a dictator; Changing ourselves for better & worse We were just learning to tighten

Caravan Of Moonlight

Caravan Of Moonlight short poem

She walks the mystic shoreline Tides and seagulls Clouds lift the curtain of pain Rain and fog gone like decades I find her waiting for my dreams Dreams of fire to warm my lonely world Unfurled hearts with eyes bright

Headlines For A Grim Thursday

Headlines For A Grim Thursday long poem

The Koreans are trading artillery shots a few more young lives shredded all those safe old crows remaking nests eyes so dark you can’t see them when they shift focus you think they’re watching your hands until you feel a