Pennstate Poems

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

By Any Means Nate Parker

By Any Means Nate Parker short poem

Through fear they act in lies Within hate they see rage But sadly when a truth surfaces to find land The devils burn the island Us as beings do our best to find shore When in another world it is

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If I Were Young Again

If I Were Young Again short poem

Piecemeal summer dies long winter spreads it’s blanket again. For ten years I have lived in exile, locked in this rickety cabin, shoulders jostled up against open Alberta sky. If I were young again, I’d sing of coolness of high

Entity

Entity short poem

One look at me is all they need To assume and to believe There’s not enough of me The flaw is obvious, “you’re so short”, they all agree! It’s such a glaring defect that little else counts. The deception is

This Is Just Another Day

This Is Just Another Day short poem

This is just another day Of my torment cherubs play Not to forget in all dismay Each night I dream of you I lay Something twisted in the way Guardian angel fights in disarray My horse I ride to cross

Help For This Day

Help For This Day short poem

When difficulties find their way The mind must reach beyond this day. Search beyond the horizon’s bounds. The mind can travel to new finds. Another day writes what it may. Sunshine drives the clouds away. The sunset will seal it

A Nation Divided

A Nation Divided long poem

A nation divided Under God with liberty and justice For all The line is clear Black as night Clear as day Party over blood Party over logic Party over love Some are humans Others muslim Some are humans Others black

Some Things

Some Things short poem

some things are not like other things late afternoon sun on snow a color different from all other colors intimation of warmth sprinkled on the essence of its opposite the fundamental substance of cold my shadow pointing east as I

Gaze

Gaze short poem

The morning sun lay bare its annoyance, Somewhere behind the ponderous smearing of clouds, While I took refuge under a thatched abandonment, To the surprise of some relieved onlooking crowd. When light couldn’t befit to restore contrast Between dawn and

Aham Asmi… *

Aham Asmi... * short poem

Night melts into tears, day sums up the pain. A fear stalks the flute, and darkness falls on the drapes. I was lake, and I was sun. I held you on to my breast. give me your fangs, and give

Self Inflicted Wounds

Self Inflicted Wounds short poem

Earlier I was looking at your picture with amazement How could I have been so lucky to have been your mother? To gently guide you through the years there could have been no other. Looking into your eyes, is like

All That Is Left Of Me

All That Is Left Of Me long poem

All that is left of me Is an aching soul. A psalm of the sunset Ready to decay. All that is left of me Is a modern whore. A manipulative God covering the way. All that is left of me

I’ve contemplated sonnets long enough

I’ve contemplated sonnets long enough sonnet poems

I’ve contemplated sonnets long enough, And now I think I ought to have a stab; I’m not that sure about romantic stuff, But general this and that seems rather fab. Wordsworth’s general sonnets aren’t my thing, Although he’s written some

Walking Through

Walking Through prose poem

I walked the roads, and followed every path When at last there was no more I ventured still to pass With hands outstretched and dreams held tight I walked the path into the night I found my way and prayed

Penchant Of A Pensive Poetess

Penchant Of A Pensive Poetess elegy

Relieve me of this cruel Subterranean passion Or douse dispiriting reason Cast out the angst Heart distressed Regain your soothing rhythm Return to me Resilience Revoke this grim oppression Please recall Lost resolve Compel its requisition Don’t consign me to

The Red Poppies

The Red Poppies prose poem

Let the poppies be a sole reminder of those who went before us. ‘Lest we forget.’ On this special Remembrance Day, a day to celebrate those battlefield fights. In Remembrance of a soldier that give all from his heart, fighting

The Question

The Question short poem

Is it all worth it? The question asked through the ages. Even sages had no answer for me. “You have the answer within your head” They said. I delved deep into my mind, my life, finding strife thus far. Had

Panacea

Panacea long poem

To render oil from a snake you first must find a snake buying one from a store is no good to have one place in your hands is no good these frauds illegitimize the oil it can be tasted and

Make A Difference

Make A Difference short poem

So many dreams we have as we grow. As we hear the horns of our life begin to blow. Have we run out of time? Can we do something and shine? We live in a world where everyone rushes through.

The Narcissistic Mother

The Narcissistic Mother long poem

Mother always called me the devil child She said I was loud, destructive and wild Parents told sister I was bad and she didn’t ever have to play with me Much time alone was no fun, however for friends I

Back in Tōhoku

Back in Tōhoku sonnet poems

The BBC Philharmonic played Nimrod, Enigma Variations, and explained this is for your loved ones, we remember: and the music was like a great, great wave. A musician said – looking on their faces, it was important to keep yourself

We Are The Ancients

We Are The Ancients prose poem

The Fermi Paradox: Where is everyone? The Universe is nearly 14 billion years old say those in the know. Enough time to populate our galaxy they say! But is this really so? The elements in our bodies were created in

He Grew Darker !

He Grew Darker ! short poem

The screams became louder, and he grew darker. Money which we call a sign of progress took its way through under table, The day rape victim was ashamed of herself, humanity went unstable. But let’s not focus about us because

Desire

Desire short poem

I urge you, pry the quiet crimson open under the dying embers of the blood orange sky. Ragged words expelled in a breathless arrhythmic pause, coating the ridges of our raw and urgent tongues. We must intertwine, lip upon lip,

Words

Words short poem

You are all around me, From wake to sleep Holding each inch of my life Deciding, how my day be And letting me play with you A hardest thing, I’ve ever known You rule my friends and enemies, If I

First Shower Of Monsoon

First Shower Of Monsoon prose poem

When first shower of monsoon Touched the emotions Of my innocent heart Its strings began to ring Drops of rain began to open The windows of my heart And with its tender touch Heart began to pour out Pearls of

Superficial Change

Superficial Change short poem

Once, I thought to change the world But, today I am looking around me The world is changing me like the superficial sea. There are lots of men but their masks in the face More or less Critical to trace

Tears

Tears long poem

Water with an immense depth… In eyes which haven’t slept… Adds to the beauty of a joy…. When trickles down substituting a smile Wonderful is a rejoice….. Carries in it precious pearls…. Mixed emotions in it always swirl… intensity can

Tainted Feather

Tainted Feather short poem

Let me brace some blows, Of lonely breeze and snows, freeze me blue and cold, Wonders die as flower unfolds. Let me stitch some wounds, fly with my wings of hope, hopes that sail the boat are now dead across

Oppressed And Alone

Oppressed And Alone short poem

My boo boo what have we become, I’m so depressed an all alone. I’m desperate and somewhat oppressed, What’s a man to do when he’s distressed. Try to touch you but to no avail, All my efforts are quickly unrailed.

*The Dead Tiger

*The Dead Tiger short poem

the hunt begins after sunset under cracked moon, blindfolded clouds start visiting volitionlessly: the nesting eagles, I choose this bitter absurdity of large wings under the sun, where they will announce the shade, a lonely patch of life, of signature

The Lonely Road

The Lonely Road ballad

I walked the street which I found to be lonely On the mid I came to know that I was one and only I traveled the path which was away from sorrow But on the Mid I noticed that the

Chess

Chess short poem

The money and the power, like hand in glove, ruling the world from ivory towers, above. Like pawns on a chessboard we follow commands, coolly manipulated by cold corporate minds. They reap the harvest that they bought with our souls,

Forevermore

Forevermore short poem

Through tears and fights, through smiles, I knew everything Would be alright. Through love and hate, through betrayal and debate, For you I would always have faith. We are friends I got your back you got mine, I’ll help you

Together In Love

Together In Love short poem

I tried to avoid you I tried to ignore you But I felt bad I wanted to know you I wanted you to stay And I was glad Time passed, days went by Life was with highs and lows But

False Paradise

False Paradise short poem

If time is gold, I rank among the rich, Much time I have, nobody bothers me, No school, no chores, all leisure without hitch, Untied with work, from obligations, free; Think you, that seems unwise, A life given to play;

Young Father’s Kiss

Young Father’s Kiss short poem

You’re my sweet endearing child Fragile and lovely to stare at You gave me a reason to live Smiles and hopes were brought in to me. Every day is a new enjoyable chapter Looking forward to be the best father

Before I Change

Before I Change short poem

Before I go back into this sickening world, before I see people doing things that they never wished. Before I know people are not busy as they seem to be. Before I forget the true colours of my heart. Before

Eyeful Bliss

Eyeful Bliss sonnet poems

What is it that speaks, before lips can say, Caress and feel, before the hands can touch, Stabs without daggers, without swords can slay, And betrays a love, that has grown so much? It bares the soul, and manifests sorrow,

Lost Meanings

Lost Meanings short poem

In mangled bodies and severed limbs, the blood gives up its claim. A twisted window blocks the landscape of silvered faces. Nobody talks with the moon. Night burns, the fat floats on the dead mouthings. Death has the foulest taste.

Gates Of Aleppo

Gates Of Aleppo prose poem

(1) At ‘Bab Al-nairab gate’,(1)on a pile of wet smoke, I meet a sackcloth, a muddy bear fur and two women; one holds by her amputated palm the tail of ‘Sayf Aldawla’s(2) robe, the other sings a rocky song. The