Pleasures Poems

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

Simple Pleasures

Simple Pleasures short poem

Cuddled under a warm, toasty quilt, Chewing on a bag of gummy bears with no guilt. Making the perfect mud cake, Watching the sunlight glisten off a lake. Letting myself go insane, To fight all things mundane. Cooking a delightful

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Pura Vida 2012 For Michaela And The Peace Corps

Pura Vida 2012 For Michaela And The Peace Corps prose poem

Running, running through the crowded San Isidro de El General town square, awash in punishing heat and light, and you just miss your bus, the only bus home, now 55 Kilometers stare you in the face. You buy a torta,

Words

Words short poem

Let my words pour out from my mind In many shapes or shapeless shapes I don’t care what they look like or how they would perform I just need them to be there for me So I can see and

Days

Days short poem

There are no profound thoughts Lurking in wait Biding a moment Of introspection Analysis and conclusion Life’s pages are lived On a daily wage Of bearable work Endurable enjoyment Surmountable aftertaste Of egoistic flights Contained for the day By compliance

Poems containing references to : Pleasures

Justice

Justice long poem

Justice – Injustice, white and black, One is a blessing, the other is fake. Injustice is a deadly snake, Justice is like a beautiful lake. Justice nourishes the roots of society, Injustice lives in an immediate priority. Justice is the

Beautiful Mist

Beautiful Mist short poem

Surrounded with the Beautiful Mist, My heart knows, this is life – a gist. No matter how foggy it seems, My soul desires to take the Leap. Faith and Liberation prevails, Only the charismatic peace it exhales. In front of

Invoking The Rain Gods

Invoking The Rain Gods prose poem

Come month of May And the sultry summer is here With all its fire and fury In full swing . Like an unwanted guest It arrives with no invitation And continues staying unduly Despite the hosts’ displeasure . Equipped with

Snakes In The Garden

Snakes In The Garden short poem

I have a lush green garden full of Charming snakes, Their frightful sight can give heart attacks. Though in appearance attractive and sleek, Their dominance can make your life very bleak. My garden attracts them to fulfil their greed, They

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

Walking On The Road Ahead

Walking On The Road Ahead prose poem

They call it On to the quest of mysterious life; I have unlocked many treasures. Each one has its own story, Each one has its own say. Some gave me pleasures immense; Others chased the journey of woods intense. They

Greatest Treasure

Greatest Treasure short poem

It’s not the wealth Which could give you pleasures. That would be worldly. It’s not a job Which could make you satisfied, That would be just a living. People come and go. Some hold dear to heart, Rest are worth

Beware Dear Girl Children!

Beware Dear Girl Children! short poem

Be ware of those hungry eyes and greedy hands of the neighboring uncles, distant brothers, teachers and unknown grandpas!! Your innocent hearts do not know the secret pleasures of these seeming elders in respectable guise. Their dark desire coils feverishly

The Seeker

The Seeker short poem

Walking around, with an emptiness that rends our heart and soul. In pursuit of possessions and achievements. sporting a vast and deep hole, which we strive to ignore. Until it holds us by our throats, we can avoid it no

The Brine

The Brine short poem

Injured body full of pain Being broken soul in vain Lusty cheeks and glowing peaks Being refugee when one seeks Shelter under the curly hair Of a beauty is not fair Life is not kiss of a miss It is

Lying Eye Sea

Lying Eye Sea short poem

I’m lost in your eyes Like a ship lost at sea Your lips must be a compass Because they’re guiding me To the treasure Better than gold I wonder how this will unfold I wonder how you will unfold To

Parapluie

Parapluie short poem

Her favorite French word despite She hated the devices themselves Gutless spiders, she’d say, all legs Appetites for unwary heads, lop them off. As a compromise she didn’t own any hats Just a few holdover rain bonnets A pair of

Her love for Africa.

Her love for Africa. long poem

Her Love for Africa! A sun rises in the morning because a new day has begun, And in that day much is expected to achieve. From every field worked on, a harvest is expected. Likewise for each day we live

Signature

Signature short poem

Sky, draw my starry signature For a consenting wish to be alone To be alone, to be alone with my soul Till the Moon lately shown in all my enabling thoughts. Pleasant hours’ dimming glories Are weaving Earth’s new stories

Things We Lost In The Rain (brain Storm)

Things We Lost In The Rain (brain Storm) short poem

I know I have to hurry to catch the morning train although I train my mind to forget, I still feel the pain of the things we lost in the rain. You know you don’t have to worry about the

Rajputs Go To War

Rajputs Go To War long poem

‘O Rana¹’ The odds are heavy The match is five to one Or may be more Our enemies united For our annihilation And knock like Ocean waves At our doorsteps Surrounded From all sides We are With no help coming

The Eyes Of Heaven

The Eyes Of Heaven prose poem

Every time has a beginning and the laws of the universe are binding that’s why your soul grows weary, the curse, if you are not law abiding, seeing things blurry and of course, staring into the distance during that divine

What Makes You Truly Happy?

What Makes You Truly Happy? long poem

What makes you really happy? Happiness is so subjective to what is in our hearts That some say it is going to see the Great Canyons or a necklace made of pearls Yet to others it is driving a Lamborghini

Ruling Class Superiority

Ruling Class Superiority short poem

The nobles’ officials sigh, When the storm starts in the sky, For soon or later, It will be too late to blow the horn, All wealth and pleasures they enjoy, Puts them at the mercy of the peasant minority, For

The Imp And The Fairy Princess

The Imp And The Fairy Princess long poem

There once was an imp whose appearance was vain, his behavior was foolish, even his speech and imposing mannerisms were maimed! From those eastern cannibalistic lands afar he and his kind had once been blessed, indentured to serve the superlative

Be Not That Breeze

Be Not That Breeze prose poem

Are you the gentle breeze that, Wafting timidly o’er the arid lands, Bring with it the bounteous seeds Of life, scattering them far and wide Over barren plains and greying crags, Altering the countenance of what we Perceived originally to

Our Room

Our Room prose poem

Pondering yonder sitting alone in littered room, stuff piled as if to hide our despair in stains on the carpet. the night we got so drunk spilling red wine on the floor like the blood that ran from my knuckles

The Winner And The Loser

The Winner And The Loser short poem

The winner and the loser Those who cheat with love to always win and make a slave of the loser Sooner or later lose everything in a bet and never again will be a player And the loser is always

About Love….

About Love.... long poem

Love is neither optional, nor happens by choice. It just happens, you either accept or deny, Love can be at first sight or start at a goodbye plight, Feelings arise, touching the skies, A choice to act on them or

Moonlight

Moonlight short poem

Sat outside beneath a starry sky, with a favourite glass of wine With the silver glow of moonlight, oblivious of time Your hand is held in mine, the special intimacy of touch Just sharing conversation, times like this I love

Journey To Another Landscape

Journey To Another Landscape long poem

I was left behind in the real world With all its possible embodiments The ends of which are purely ideological And only relevant when necessary Even so, being has its comforts Namely that I live within my skin A personified

Journey To Another Landscape

Journey To Another Landscape long poem

I was left behind in the real world With all its possible embodiments The ends of which are purely ideological And only relevant when necessary Even so, being has its comforts Namely that I live within my skin A personified

My Room

My Room short poem

My room, My refuge An inspirer, a pacifier A companion in all my moods A critic, a counselor For all I do and seek A haven during troubled times A fortress for my soul to keep It holds my pleasures and

Kauravarti’s Curse- A Piece Of Life

Kauravartis Curse  A Piece Of Life short poem

A woman approached king Asoka post the Kalinga war and lamented -“you have taken away my husband, brother and son – what reason do i have now to live for” – this influenced him I am one of those not

On The Rocks

On The Rocks short poem

I’ve blown some rocks and now I’m chillin’, An’ around my head my thoughts are swillin’, It’s a warmin’ cool without a doubt, So good when lighten’d up an’ mellow’d out. In dear drugs I find solace, not cheap friends!

Third Hand

Third Hand prose poem

I see a coincidence, A special coincidence: A center of a circle, An infinitely meeting scale That is visibly invisible And a distance too nearby to reach And a working of an unseen gyre that lets us in And puts

Beloved

Beloved ode

They say forget thy beloved, My heart knows not anyone else, Death separates body from breath, Men forsake their God for earthly pleasures, Clouds hide the morning sun, Darkness conceals evil deeds, But this heart, can’t breathe not without you,

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday short poem

The trees grown before her house in morning forms Behind which clear sun with mild effulgence As if wishing my dear beloved HAPPY BIRTHDAY. The plants from which the same flowering trees encircling odours Had taken first roots on unknown

Lead Me

Lead Me short poem

From the concrete jungle of materialistic pleasures, From the frenzy of amassing futile treasures, From the constant fear of losing or winning, From the endless cycle of falling and sinning, From the darkness of blinding fame, From the mindless, cut

Dream

Dream short poem

What I cannot do in real, I can do that in my dream … All my thoughts fill with life All my thoughts flow like a stream… My fears decease I can do anything in my dream I can talk

A Better World

A Better World prose poem

The world is changing fast and with it the way people relate to one another The manner in which people love their significant others is not to bother Unless there is an ulterior motive like pleasure, wealth or fame to

Do You Remember?

Do You Remember? short poem

Do you remember when you were young: When they sold us a future in which everyone Would have more time for leisure and Life’s simple pleasures? I do. I remember how ‘progress’ was sold as the shift Toward treasured Modernity’s