Paralyzed Poems

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

Obscurity

Obscurity short poem

Walking through the woods at night Not sure where I’m at The darkness I’m looking into Is overpowering A faint light from the sky Surges shyly through the blackness. But not sufficient for me To see where I am going

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Awareness

Awareness short poem

I can’t see through every lie The only truth I know is dying Isn’t that a sad thing to say But anything is hard to believe When everything isn’t what it seems what I used to know doesn’t matter anymore

Rupestrian

Rupestrian short poem

My happiness ends here , on a Sunday’s evening after the cross atop the church’s steeple becomes cooler after this bright red sunset there will be no more painless, careless,fearless moments the asphalt is empty and dull for my soles,it’s

Piano

Piano long poem

Room full of candles, casting shadows on the French doors, in a gust of wind they swing open and the leaves blow in. In the dead of the night the Piano plays our song, all by itself. Almost scared to

Nature

Nature short poem

The enormous starlit sky was divided- As it was marred by a dark strip of cloud-figure, Suddenly,the heat of stars was receded- The cloud appeared like a wide unlit ribbon upon there. We felt a dark coolness with rushing up

Control Me

Control Me long poem

I am darker than the night, Moving fast as the light. I am stealthy, I am sleek, Skipping above mountain peaks. No human hand can make me. No earthly band can raid me. Built am I to navigate dimensions, Programmed

Hero Of War

Hero Of War long poem

I was brought into this world by the miracle of birth, Just another living thing on the planet we call earth. But as time has gone beside, I was taught that I am more, I’ve been told that I am

Paradox

Paradox prose poem

There is so much vividness in my mind and yet so much confusion . The animations that are racing in my mind just can’t find their way out. All the emotions which are absorbed in my hormones are unable to

A Defeated Man

A Defeated Man short poem

The man that created me is old and defeated His paralyzed and tired body fights not to get discouraged Yet, with his inability to do any activity constantly is reminded That life is not so kind when you are disabled

Flames Of Song

Flames Of Song short poem

Tonight moon will write a poem on my hand about an almond love. I find a breeze. Nightmare: I was caught stealing words from your lips, a lark flies into death, paralyzed by peace! I will have the baby, I

The Circus

The Circus long poem

All I could hear were the deafening roars of the crowd at the show stopping moment, when everything got silent. The smell of something burning reached my nose, but I decided to ignore it. “Fire!” a voice screeched. Get up!

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Love’s Demise

Loves Demise long poem

I woke up, got hit by a rock No wait, feels more like a truck It doesn’t matter I’m broken and my heart is scattered Listen closely friend; LOVE does not matter Those empty promises, shallow vows The memories, the

Norwester

Norwester ode

Silent heat rose from the molten embers of a dying day, The grey asphalt lay sweating in the setting sun of scorching May. A drop falls hither; Eyelids quiver, A soggy breeze from the wild wet west Made my moist

A Little Girl Could Never Be Her Daddy’s Pearl

A Little Girl Could Never Be Her Daddys Pearl short poem

I wonder why a little girl, could never be her daddy’s pearl, She wanted love and care, which to her was never fair, Girl child born was a curse, why was she without nurse, I thought every child born was

Hero Never Whispers,

Hero Never Whispers, short poem

Hero never whispers, makes all clear Before man born were in ancient world lies? They say it wasn’t solid transmission Words been spoken aloud Slow pictures out of focus getting sharp Surrounded stiffness of plenty spikes You live in the

Once Again

Once Again short poem

The rain drops have poured right through my eyes Right again the scars reveals themselves again Shared the broken heart into pieces Wondering the knight might still come Telling the pain it over But pushes hard feeling me I let

Shakespeare And I

Shakespeare And I short poem

I was floating in ethereal sphere When I met my Shakespeare dear, He saw my downcast aspect And said with all respect; “What ails thee, my dear? Thy countenance showeth deep fear, Unburden thy heart to me That I may

Values In Life – 4

Values In Life – 4 short poem

Values are important aid That stop us being swayed. They make life smooth suede By making comfortable trade Between present and past grade. Values are important aid. They remind us right path to wade As we reach destination clichéd. So

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.

Any Way

Any Way short poem

I sat there and watched her run away I took to the needle this way I sat there laughing but I didn’t run I just stayed I just sat in the sun and mentally stole myself far away I had

Pacemaker

Pacemaker short poem

Hunger comes back like a dagger on face. With iris and fingerprints. Live, fluttering butterflies, stuck on lampshades. Wrecked, frozen, the ending of seeming. Men in cages. They were diluting the culture. Chlorophyll siphoned off. No color, no sprouts. The

A Belated Cc Das Kapital Wicked Candle Box Event For Karl Marx

A Belated Cc Das Kapital Wicked Candle Box Event For Karl Marx long poem

Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany       to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx, sans the third of nine children       (and second oldest heir)       Karl Marx thinking begot incendiary sparks, asper his two most controversial publications       titled The

Nasty World

Nasty World ballad

The innocent and lovely creatures are crying, crying bitterly every moment, For their beauty is their curse; One can not listen to the cry, As it is disgracefully buried by the devils in the inaccessible depth of the secret world,

Can I?

Can I? short poem

Can I be, a seed that is left in the wild? Probably to sprout or just be as it is And not sprout. Can I be, a dewdrop on a wild flower? Left to be drunk by a bee or

Kathleen

Kathleen short poem

Ohh my sweet beautiful kathleen, You just don’t know how much to me ya truly mean. Your sweetness akin to a fine wine, A love like yours so true and divine. When you say “I love you” it makes me

Letting Go

Letting Go long poem

This world has left you hurt, Your heart bruised and battered. Love was quickly taken away, like you never mattered. It’s hard to trust, it’s hard to love The anger and rage in you grew. To think back on all

A Haiku Poem

A Haiku Poem prose poem

Bright rainbow appears sensuous sky turns orange delightful climate Wind steals dreams of leaves my fingers touch her soft cheeks love making season allure of darkness silence is delectable universe resting amazing sun set sparrow gets back to nidus darkness

Remembrance

Remembrance short poem

A tribal fear was lurking, behind a surge of emotion. The sun was looking black. A sexual abuse of a quaint flower aborts the fruit. This year we will go hungry. A nascent seed stripped on road- cries for water.

Dare

Dare short poem

Once revered, Wealth and power, Lifestyles of glamour, Before time devoured, The pretty palisades, A vision of success, Once you moved up, You felt truly blessed. A dare and a whisper, The great moral leap, Every accomplishment cheaper, The world

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body ode

I apologize the Sun did not rise my side of the Earth. Else I would have invited you into my house And we would have drunk white wine with ice by the fire place. Know you not the absence of

Natural Beauty

Natural Beauty short poem

Beauty is what you realise in nature , Begins to love every creature. Grassy field that grows in meadow, Things that are tactlessly bestowed. Radiance of sun that lights your day, Go out and brighten your way. Blossom flowers that

Momma’s Poetry

Mommas Poetry short poem

Momma! I am your poem. From that mountain hole Too many pains left And from the island of the vexation A little pleasure on the journey twinkle They made  a missiles I was fabricated just below your heart  And I am

The World Unseen

The World Unseen short poem

Well there are many, many portals and gateways from this world of the living to the WORLD UNSEEN where demons and ghosts walk among us not only in the night but in the daytime too… Could be they’ve attached themselves

Forgotten Chairs Along Lake Arthur

Forgotten Chairs Along Lake Arthur long poem

I see them each day on my way to global politics 201 years worn, moss filled with cracks along the armrests I can remember one day seeing, two lovers in those chairs surely their intent, to facilitate the couples conversation

More Than Love

More Than Love prose poem

Life is not what I know Me, alone You, far away. Having you inside It’s not enough I do think so! I need you by my side I need back my life The one with you I know You, not

Pink roll comb

Pink roll comb short poem

I still have it your favourite pink roll comb with the smooth bristles and colourful buds on edge entangled with your hair which I never removed. It’s here. Hope to meet you someday and find your hair messy that moment

Dreams And Persistence

Dreams And Persistence long poem

In the steadiest motion few dainty butterflies Rose in the air, gave your eyes a big surprise You, enchanted, rubbed your hands to prepare For the hunt, your clever preys were but unaware Of the plans that in your cunning

The Sea Soaked She And The Sun

The Sea Soaked She And The Sun ode

Away from the crowd She whispered her tale. To the cresting waves, To the frothy foam, To the flying seagulls, They knew her soul. They were waiting for her To wash her heart. She left the remains, She was carrying

Is this love?

Is this love? short poem

In my heart, now lives a butterfly, flitting from flower to flower, drunk with nectar. Is this love? In my heart, now lives a bull, with fiery eyes, with feverish horns, thirsting for blood. Is this love? In my heart,

My Island Home

My Island Home short poem

Sea breeze salty and warm Dark clouds brewing up a storm Sea spray all over my face Worries long gone, without a trace Homeward bound on a ferry Childhood memories I carry Now the island is in sight Heart beating