Photograph Poems

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

The Photograph

The Photograph elegy

Linked arms, looking into the future, my daughters, In jim-jams, bought from Sunday markets, Off the Thame Road, and your beautiful young faces. This picture of a world I no longer have, imbued With all the scattered sadnesses of time,

Photograph

Photograph short poem

An aged photograph of a relative with her cherished daughter, sitting by a calm, placid lake on a sweet sparkling spring day. Wonder, joy, and amusement filled both of their unblemished, youthful faces – A family beginning its nascent, hopeful

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Poems containing references to : Photograph

A Little Flower

A Little Flower short poem

A little flower is an expression, Of love and art, Unique tiny creation, Capturing every heart. Beautiful and magical, Uplifting wonderfully, In a small bouquet, A moment of untold joy. Every little flower has music, In its soul, Inviting harmony,

An Ode To A Photographer

An Ode To A Photographer ode

A photograph is a whisper, Of an untold story, One that is deeper, Than just an emotion. It is a beautiful mirror, Reflecting candid moments, With a unique wistfulness, That captivates your heart. It is sometimes a lovely portrait, Of

A School Shirt

A School Shirt short poem

A school shirt is a memoir; a relic. I left mine several years back tainted underneath the gray box, painted. Written on it were friends’ farewell notes some from lovers some rubbish anecdotes. Tattered was its pocket Ripped were the

Trees don’t become birds

Trees don’t become birds long poem

An Ode to Madurai People ask me, why do my teardrops fall so heavily on the sand? Why does my laughter not roll as the laughter of children, not roll as the pebbles down the river bed? Tell them. Tell

Today

Today elegy

I smiled today I smiled today, when I saw the cobweb above the door I once pointed to one there after you had cleaned and dusted You told me you didn’t have your glasses on that “look up”. I saw

The Photo Frame

The Photo Frame short poem

It was a photograph, as old as Their marriage, of both of them. His face radiating her fulsome bliss, Now eroded, tarnished and frayed At the edges, slowly, yet surely. Trying to tear him out of mind, She turned over

Then Came One O’clock

Then Came One O’clock prose poem

It was a tall and white door with the knob at the level of my heart. I knocked discreetly to enter in audience at the cross spiders tamer. A fat and redhead man, chewing his whiskers minutely. I was wet

A Woman’s Fear

A Womans Fear long poem

Deathly silence enveloped the vicinity As tears welled in every eye Stirred every heart,soul and mind That photograph and that beautiful face Thrown out of existence By inexplicable desire and malevolence Now cast a ghostly radiance In the light of

Shoeless And Unresticted!

Shoeless And Unresticted! prose poem

Became a Stribu model barefooted. One of many but an ordinary person. Wore a shirt I bought from Walmart. A denim shorts from Jcp. My teenage daughter was humiliated. I felt great, forgot my illness, heartaches. Stood proud clothed in

Looking Glass

Looking Glass short poem

Seeing me in full in the looking-glass Is a stranger with new and senior tasks Not recognizable to me are the long gone years of the past Now with loss of hair and exaggerated features not recognizable to me or

Jigsaw

Jigsaw long poem

Children laughing when at play, bright sun rising to greet the day Sweet cream added in my morning coffee, horses munching hay A rusty nut that just breaks free, an ancient majestic noble tree Wind at my back true point

The Cherry Tree

The Cherry Tree long poem

There was a Cherry Tree, In our house at Number Three; It was a variety from Singapore, Presented by a friend, now no more. On the western side of our house, To be away from the straying cows; It was

Morzine

Morzine short poem

1916. Rossetti and Taberlet. Those are the first two names we read on the memorial, The captured soldier breaking for freedom, stood silently upon the delicately quiet letters that form lost names. There for decades, in sleepy Morzine. The thick

The Past

The Past long poem

It all started when my mother left me, I started to feel empty. Days passed by, weeks slowly fading months began hating me emotionally. Years and even decades swept suddenly, My mind said to stop this agony. I started to

Angel Forever

Angel Forever short poem

I wonder… When I look at an empty street… When I look at an empty home… When I look at your empty chair… In a war, how can everything be fair? I look at our young son, He’s just started

The Long March – November 2013 New People

The Long March   November 2013 New People ode

This is an ode to the press. I write a lot of these leading up to publications I care about. This one was unique, I sketched on some boxes, used some spray paint and some sharpies. In the space above

My Best Friend

My Best Friend short poem

Best friends are angels sent from above, They deserve every bit of your true love. This relationship is beautiful and wise, Rendering to life a spirit that never dies. What will happen in the end? To a life that has

Silent Days

Silent Days short poem

A moment of silence is what I want For all those pieces of art Which were left unseen A Poem, a Game a Song or Film A lively thought or a lifeless dream A photograph taken on that rainy day

I Am Legend

I Am Legend long poem

I am legend like will smith Die hard like Bruce Willis With a beautiful body like Anna Nicole smith A warrior hardened like Mr and Mrs Smith One of a kind in my mind like the matrix Smith Sit back

The Lively Classroom

The Lively Classroom sonnet poems

Every lesson, whether drama or art There’s always laughter from us that will part Something funny must have been passed around We’ll try to stay quiet, but still make sound The teacher stops, to either smile or frown They look

Behind A Door

Behind A Door prose poem

The circus of life runs behind a door. We sway in trapeze, fall on a safety net, balance the cycle of events and drive a car in closed globe. In real world the show always runs in a tent, cash

Masses Of The Heart

Masses Of The Heart long poem

Lately we’ve done some growing up. Without you I feel little different now. The insect that whispered in my ear is no more. No more going through turmoil now. Loving hurt each and every time. It’s the only thing I

Violin Teacher – My First Valentine

Violin Teacher   My First Valentine short poem

Before the silence, she was nowhere, Beyond the walls I was unaware. Breaking the silence, She showed up with a violin. Rhythm in walk, Childish in talk. Flowing hair, And lagoons in eyes. Her fingers compose, Lashes dance. I was

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Respect

Respect long poem

Respect has no face, no color, no race, It should be given to everyone by everyone. Respect should not require one to divert from their own morals and values, It should not depend on your amount of income or the

That Day

That Day short poem

When you wanted to give him the best of all this world could ever give, He crumbled all your trust and promises, With your eyes facing down to earth, You decided to live. From the day he left you, With

You All Are So Stubborn

You All Are So Stubborn short poem

Haven’t I told you my eyes, To refrain yourself from searching for her everyday? You captured every laugh and every smiles with each blink, Still strive to have a glimpse! Haven’t you heard me my ears, When I told you

A Hybrid Of Man

A Hybrid Of Man short poem

Confessional truth is not my aggressive ego, it is my fault. The resolution of my conflicts with time, the smell of the broken limbs, my head in hoisted fever, my eyes searching for a cloud. The ultimate otherness, of an

Why It So Happens That

Why It So Happens That short poem

When morose cloud mourns why it showers heavy rains it sheds tears of melancholy to me why it hurts and pains when the uncle sun is furious why it excretes red fireballs its heat scorches all creators every one prays

Me And My Baby

Me And My Baby short poem

Down from Helsinki Late night walks on The beach of the Gulf Of Bothnia Sea, Me And My Baby, although the Sky is starless and there Is a strong breeze from Out of the south coming Quickly, we are lost

Drugs and Liars on a Friday night

Drugs and Liars on a Friday night short poem

I waste away with your drugs. You tried to hold me as I just gave up. I cried last night. You wiped my tears. I still block you out because of the fear. The cracks in my soul won’t be

Let Me Go Into Snow

Let Me Go Into Snow short poem

Audacity to live with your demons, putting up a fake love belief, who was the time, of that dark night? Distinctly alive to what I was not just putting up the shades of death into nothingness of peace in war.

Faith And Confusion

Faith And Confusion short poem

Confused, In a dilemma, To Write or not To take lead or not To express or not To expose or not Confused, In a dilemma, To enter or not To come out or not To show or not To explain

Be Quiet

Be Quiet short poem

You be quiet Lest you may feel sad When a passenger is robbed When a lady is accosted When a car dashes on pavement When bike riders snatch jewels When a car is stolen When an accident takes place If

Clarity

Clarity ode

Through the veil of mist and uncertainty your smile split the haze, and between its part I saw a truth that shook the chains of my creation to a crumble. What was my reality became the unwanted memory of a

Unwanted

Unwanted long poem

She came into this world with a healthy loud cry. She was so very excited but, things looked awry. There were no happy smiles to greet her arrival., She had no clue, she had caused such upheaval. She was not

The Help Of Poems

The Help Of Poems prose poem

I am not one that uses great emotions I never see to have the notion The anger inside me sometimes starts to bubble And if I let it all out it will get me in trouble My teacher one day

Before You Came

Before You Came long poem

Before you came thing were just what they were: The road precisely a road, the herizon fixed, The limit of what could be seen, A glass of wine was no more than a glass of wne. With you the world

Atlantis

Atlantis long poem

Walking through the rainbow garden Of marble walls and fountains of gold I still wear the blue crystal you gave Me 10 years ago and sometimes I can Still hear your music when the right Wind blows, stranded in paradise