Perseverance Poems

Perseverance poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of perseverance poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on perseverance are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Perseverance

Perseverance short poem

When we met at love point in the last spring To make our amazing dreams come true Together we made promises never to separate And vowed to our everlasting relationship We painted our dreams with wonderful colors Never to forget

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The Game

The Game short poem

If the game were to have what we wanted All the time, with each impulse, and when With the waits infinitesimal heartbeats So you get what you want, with no pain Without leaping, or jumping, or running Without straining, or

Inner Strength

Inner Strength short poem

Her face was a canvas for his fists. Her mind, a sponge to absorb his taunts. Her heart, a dart board to field his barbs. But her face was aglow with a radiance Secure in the fact that she had

To Not See The Love

To Not See The Love long poem

Not seeing the love of another who loves you is only but a way to justify your own hate Like the heart that only sees when there is pleasure and not the love in hard work alike But when there

Be Calm Be Quiet

Be Calm Be Quiet short poem

I came home happy, very delight and much overjoyed, With true hopes that might come true but before shattered. For one I was so excited but I went on path God led, My dreams were like clothes when dried in

Namaste

Namaste prose poem

I was always overwhelmed at the thought of learning yoga….. Not that there is a possibility of me becoming a yogi, Or snub all mundane things I love, and brag! The sight of people in tights and and tops, the

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WELL (INT)ENDED!

WELL (INT)ENDED! long poem

FITS AND STARTS For a cold winter’s day When you’re, maybe, all sad and forlorn, Here’s a tale, Which, to many, may not be known. It may not be a mystery, it may not evoke fear, But it shall make

Flow

Flow short poem

How can White define the Spread of days, Speed, a haze, The blank slate, Looks barren. The pause button seems too long- Can perseverance deter patience? Maybe, the force of resistance, Has been guillotined, To the blow of flow. Time,

My Curriculum Vitae

My Curriculum Vitae long poem

Flicking through the paper an advert caught my eye, I hesitated slightly as I almost read right by, “Space Cadets required all across the nation” The job was made for me so I sent off my application. “Experience required” I

The Odyssey Of Hill Woman

The Odyssey Of Hill Woman prose poem

For ages, her life has been A journey of endless strife Most of the times unrecognised Generation after generation Beautiful as a part of nature itself In whose lap she is born and brought up She grows up to attain

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds long poem

A sleight of the hand, a melodramatic move; Fate plays its final hand, A royal flush established, a victorious counter-move. Or was it simply you, in tandem with candor? Your misdemeanor forgotten, Simply an existential demeanor? How do you plead,

Power salute to Nelson Mandela

Power salute to Nelson Mandela short poem

One man against A mountain— Steep And, inhospitable! A man called Nelson Mandela— And, a mountain called The Pretoria regime! He was determined Like the proverbial spider… He was not one To give up! His crusade against Injustice Landed him

Beauty And The Beast

Beauty And The Beast short poem

I’ll teach you how to read How soft the pages feel underneath your rough fingertips I’ll teach you how to play the violin, How music reveals what’s been hidden for years I’ll teach you how to braid your hair To

Lonely Planet

Lonely Planet long poem

Travelling with along, stout dark man In the burstling city thoroughfare Talking incessantly about immediate enjoyment Of unnatural genre was of good old days, When we found ourselves shopping Delusion in cramped dimly lit economic pub Where the roaring music

Lonely Planet: Part Three

Lonely Planet: Part Three long poem

11 There is living after death, there is death before life, Ordinary living which is in scrambles of destituteness, Destituteness of idealism, of knowledge meaningful, of utter candidness. Dull realities of weeds, weeds of rampant ignorance, averment Of void words,

My Hustle

My Hustle long poem

Staring in the mirror searching for hope Feeling only doubt and a complete lack of control My soul reaching out looking for a way out of this hole Even on this path, my dreams are so difficult to grab a

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Just A Bullet..

Just A Bullet.. short poem

It was just a bullet A bullet which changed everything Which made the land wet Wet with tears Thousand , million tears Which immediately Scarred thousand hearts Filled them with tireless grieving , A deep scar, A haunting memory ,

What Is To Age?

What Is To Age? short poem

Age is the only expand, Where joy-sorrow go hand in hand, Joy of moving towards the new, Sorrow of leaving behind a few Awakening of morbid senses, Those laze passive in tenses. Dying off of that innocence, That once is

Use Your Imagination

Use Your Imagination short poem

Dull, dark, dank and desolate, Standing amidst the crowd of all things ignored. It mulls over the utter uselessness of being bestowed, Upon the creatures that so nonchalantly wave it off. What purpose does it serve, what fortune does it

Look to Behold

Look to Behold short poem

A look to behold A passion to fulfill A life to live An obligation to creed love, loss and the futility of it all… Buckle up still, while you can meandering valley of sorrowful loath sunrise of purpose and lost

It’s Me!

Its Me! ballad

Its the time which changed you And your love abide For my mistakes I know That you’ve been so aside I don’t know it’s just you or not But my heart has always cried For I don’t know what has

Who Are Ye’

Who Are Ye long poem

(Recollections: Circa, 1999) Every time when I’d thought of ye My heart wondered – who are ye May be, ye: That first rain drop falling on a parched land That flower which blossoms in a barren soil That first vision

Predatory

Predatory short poem

Surge of rage in domes of violence skins the history, becomes a frozen embryo of genetic markers, shimmers in society, race and native shirts. Enters into the creation of a saga accomplished by advancing poppies; there was no connection to

Sunset

Sunset short poem

Oh how the sun played peek-a-boo with my eyes, as I walked down the path betwixt the trees early one eve. In the blink of my eye, she peeped out, and winked, giving me a taste of her bright smile.

Rocket Love

Rocket Love short poem

Sky’s the limit as dreams expand. Tonight let’s touch the sky. Surpassing the clouds that hinder our view. Hold on to me as the minutes work overtime. Rushing into the infinity of every touch. Our sigh stains the orbit of

Burning star

Burning star short poem

I am the burning star the beacon you have been looking for I will show you the way, every day and I will never complain just burn all day, every day give away my light so that you can see

Perfect Imperfection

Perfect Imperfection short poem

Do not be afraid to make mistakes everyone does but worry about what is and not what was. mistakes make us different makes us stand out mistakes are part of life. it’s what life is about don’t let your mistakes

Only Connect

Only Connect short poem

The sting of the wind On this cold spring day Reminds me of my Ancestors who rode This same wind As they trudged to work On early shift. This connection, now, is In my blood Deep in what I mean

Tea Peekaboo

Tea Peekaboo short poem

Images of you flash by like a fabliau- as I sit here holding on to thoughts of you. You are a bireme of emotions gone per diem! Trying to catch you is like grasping steam ! Moments fly by before

Dream

Dream short poem

Sometime small, sometime big But dream is dream Sometime it makes us happy, sometime it scares us But dream is dream Look it, feel it, and fulfill it Live for your dream and let dream live for you Long life

Trinity

Trinity short poem

Even the sleeping genes learn from their crashes with needles in eyes. A candid house chooses to fade after thinning of a blessing. Legacy of a heretic lives, dragging down the cracked joints of a frozen mirror. The wild lips

To My Thirteen Year Old

To My Thirteen Year Old short poem

Dear Nikkie, Today, you are on the threshold of a wondrous world A world that will be fascinating, fun and lots of discoveries You are stepping out of your baby clothes And entering the almost adult world You may be

What Harm Is There In A Thorn?

What Harm Is There In A Thorn? long poem

Racism is a poisoned thorn that is imbedded in the heart of America. At first glance, it appears the thorn is merely a sliver creating a small amount of—discomfort but not really a wound worth considering after all, it will

Where Thou Are

Where Thou Are ode

Where thou are My creator and my god from the moment you knew I am never a second you unthought me my tantrums; you smiled my attitudes; you redirected you knew me better than me your love boundless selfless yet….

Devoted To The Man Upstairs

Devoted To The Man Upstairs short poem

He exists beyond my senses my body is drawn to corners sometimes spaces blocked by load-bearing walls yet most often to windows at early morning hours when the building opposite is barely illuminated forbidding as a cliff face or a

Pain Or Rain?

Pain Or Rain? short poem

That was the first beautiful rain in my life. I saw her in the drizzling rain. My heart pounded within my wet clothes. She never came again; Except the rain that comes regularly. That was the last beautiful rain in

The Land of Livelihood

The Land of Livelihood short poem

It is dancing on waves, Like my mind of thoughts, For survival, Let me reach, At thy beautiful land, Nolhivaram, my land of Livelihood. Thy son, a skylark of Maldivian atolls, Never in touch of earth. Praying thee always, Making

Sesquipedalia verba

Sesquipedalia verba prose poem

At first I mistook you for my own shadow under the shroud Of the horizon, in a pale early morning, when a burst of misty blue Words –spilling out of your eyes –made me wake up:        

Hidden Tears

Hidden Tears short poem

Don’t look at my smiles and cheerful face Because I have hidden tears underneath The hypocrisy of world made a base To dip down in the ocean and to see beneath Wonderful people are from wonderful race My enemies are

The Discovery Love Poem!

The Discovery Love Poem! long poem

I have made mistakes in my history It is nothing personal I am a black woman. However, I remember to do the right thing When those mistakes reflect back to me. I remember my pains more When I try to

Mother Of Pearl

Mother Of Pearl long poem

You may not know my name But we are friends just the same You have watched over me While in my sleep You have watched over me While in thought so deep You’ve been with me from The day I