Completion Poems

Poems on completion that talk about the sense of achievement and joy. This list of completion poems portrays soulful thoughts where poets are floating in the happiness of a job well done. Completion gives a meaning to life and opens avenues to new dreams. These poems are sure to remind you of your struggles and achievements.

The Incomplete Woman

The Incomplete Woman long poem

Sitting on the bed your legs stretched, on your shoulder so lovingly you kept my head, holding my face with your palms you kissed me on my forehead, embracing me in your arms you kissed me on both my eyes,

Left Behind?

Left Behind? sonnet poems

Just because your turn has not come, Doesn’t mean there is no future. Even though everyday feels wearisome, You haven’t seen the bigger picture. Don’t compare your race with another, Everyone has a different finish. Switching tracks, shoes, trying to

The Day Of Delight (Part-2)

The Day Of Delight (Part 2) short poem

This is my life, and I am watching the sky sitting on in this earth beside a lake, with a vacant mood; I think it’s the best time to feel the blessedness of this earth. A busy one can’t have

Way of life

Way of life prose poem

The mother knows compassion and grants permission the father accepts responsibility and manifests reality the child is born and experiences god directly the adolescent unfortunately forgets its connection to the divine the teacher shares self-evident truths and growth occurs the

Finishing Well

Finishing Well short poem

Some men’s ships stall upon the sea for lack of sails For far too many times, I have seen great men derailed For far too long, I have heard the sound of David’s lament O, how the mighty have fallen

Essence

Essence long poem

Dawn of the monsoons it was, Heaven was already proclaiming its aphorism, Seemed to me as if god was performing an act of chastism. With a cup of tea near the window pane, The past reeling in front of my

Poems containing references to : Completion

Why I Write?

Why I Write? ode

Ask Van Gogh why he painted; A lunatic left at his own devices His grey mind sucking colors from the world into a canvas. Each rub leading to liberation from the known world The thick paste transforming a canvas; Into

Shall we dance

Shall we dance ballad

Hindsight of the past 3 years, Reveal the growth of a new face. The first instance of accidental “touch”- Perhaps Fate knocking on our doors. There onwards, The pages of my journal Were crusted with memoirs That stirred the soul.

Victim Of Mankind

Victim Of Mankind short poem

Summer passed, winter arrived , Short steps turned into long strides , Insects prepare for hibernation, Serenic beauty is nature’s projection , Mother puts her child to sleep, South Africa just won cricket match with clean sweep , Bells ring

Love

Love short poem

Love carries a natural gust. Always fulfils souls’ thirst. Sees nothing but completion, Brings forth, that is hidden. Oh! It does, it does… Love knows no limits. It exists beyond infinite. It obeys no rules. It never makes one a

Life’s Tiles

Lifes Tiles prose poem

Paper shredding,streaming down like a waterfall at the side. Flowers begin to appear from the spring line. Mountains rise up from beneath the surface, no water at the bottom which will quench the path inside. Foaming with the hotness of

Broken Pieces

Broken Pieces short poem

We are broken pieces, Pieces of art, Sometimes joined At the odd cracks, Hoping for completion. Sometimes we are glued To a piece so intricately Carved, so well we gel An illusion to dwell, An illusion to live, Until that

Re Union

Re Union prose poem

Human relations are complex in nature Relationships may sway extremes from in separable to invisible It takes years to understand and feel comfortable with each other It takes a moment to destroy the love and faith that was built over

Now That You Are Not There

Now That You Are Not There short poem

The growing insecurity , Increasing perplexity , The constant fear , With all those glares, The lost equilibrium ,of a balanced mind, Was it how this was destined? A bygone en-tropic side , With redundant mind , A Frivolous mannequin,

Fountain Of Happiness

Fountain Of Happiness long poem

Poem Dedicated To My Father Late Moinuddin Hasan–An Ideal Teacher- BEFORE TEACHERS’ DAY Moinuddin was his name,eloquent, which means— One who is an aide to faith and for that weens He lost his father when only six months and mother,

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To Let Go But Not Give Up

To Let Go But Not Give Up prose poem

Do I let go Or do I hold on? My heart says hold on My mind says let go He’s not for you He doesn’t care He’s heartless He’s cold and he doesn’t love you But my heart is feebly

July 18th- 2015

July 18th  2015 prose poem

365 days ago my life was forever changed. 12 quick months. 1 unbelievable year. He has a soul of fire and a mouth of destruction. He put me on a ride through hell and at the same time, a journey

Conglomeration Of Two Souls

Conglomeration Of Two Souls short poem

Oh My Love, though we are individually two our hearts have mingled to become one I have nothing more in my possession to surrender to you as you have snatched away both my body and soul making me a non

Let Me Die Alone In Deep

Let Me Die Alone In Deep short poem

Let me die alone in deep, Perhaps, I may take a breath, Don’t see me with hate and hope, Perhaps, I may live. Since, thee don’t know my pains, So, have not a jot of rains, I have a lot

Cacoon

Cacoon short poem

Birth Ties Premature Youth Vibrancy Naivete Vulnerability Pitfall Hollow Time Stale Pitiful Resentful Anger More energy Strong Powerful Adrenaline flowing Positive Joy Arrogance Dive Splash Affect Dive again Again Again Bam!!! Rock bottom Alone Knowledge anew Non arrogance Hollow Time

A Nation In Motion

A Nation In Motion long poem

There‘s no power strong enough to halt this motion Thus, the universe, hinged upon a transient axis in her cosmos plane, spin and revolves in an infinite motion But not moving forward, thus days and years were born All substances

Beautiful Lie

Beautiful Lie short poem

You drew me in and kiss me Your hand reached out and grasp me. The other clutching my hair, You touch me with utmost care. I close my eyes and feel your lips. They were sweet with soft, gentle nips.

Something Happened

Something Happened short poem

Something happened I was just looking in your eyes Then a tear-drop fell to my surprise My heart ached watching your lonely cries I knew then I could not say something that replies My angel fell out of the heavenly

Hunting

Hunting short poem

Last night the harbourer tracked the stag to his resting place, and at sunrise made a close inspection of the perimeter of the wood, to ensure he had not escaped. When the Master heard this, and was satisfied, he ordered

Moon Struck…

Moon Struck... short poem

I have put the darkness behind the burning flesh. This world was not very open. Stoically I lift the nameless grief and take a leap in the blind shaft. Morality had always been in contrast with enormous guilt. The adventure

Broken Only To Mend

Broken Only To Mend prose poem

I picked my broken body off the ground, put ice on my broken smile, I choked back my tears without a sound, yet I loved you ALL the while. I clung to each of your word to every single promise,

Can’t Wait No More

Cant Wait No More short poem

There came a day when time stood still I had no clue why my loneliness grew was searching for that void to fill when I stumbled upon a picture of you A virtual meet and greet we shared Mysterious you,

The Drive

The Drive short poem

Lift a finger if you care, Hold me closer if you dare. You ask me why I’m going on this venture, I’m going to find a reason to live. Driving through an open sea, Two different ways in front of

Never loved

Never loved short poem

She feels like Chandramukhi a woman who never was loved but only used by many to realise their dreams May be that was her fate to be a rung of a ladder to the unknown passersby coming to quench their

Masquerade

Masquerade long poem

Well and as the music plays and everybody Dances to Mozart inside, I stand out here On the terrace all alone, outside. All alone except for the owls, the moon and the stars I might feel left out and down

Sleeper in the Casket

Sleeper in the Casket short poem

The deceased has 2 cusps of lid Not quite drawn down over the eyes – I wonder if they are peering askant Into the afterlife! Pale rouge belies The flaccid cheeks; pertinaciously hid The 90+ years he once was ambulant

Behind The Beauty

Behind The Beauty short poem

Beauty! The quality of being pleasing The experience of “beauty” often involves an interpretation of some entity as being in balance and harmony with nature, which may lead to feelings of attraction and emotional well-being. Behind the beauty Is the

Halls Of Gray

Halls Of Gray long poem

I walk these halls all day and night, I do not frown nor shed a tear. It took all of my inner might, To strike down that which I did fear. I was afraid to take a chance, And ask

Undecided

Undecided short poem

She wanted the attentions He needed a companion Through their journey in life Fate made them cross path Between them, grew much feelings The infatuation, carried alongside their friendship His affection for her was indescribable  Her indifference for compassion was

Dreams

Dreams short poem

I wake up from my dreams. Standing in front of the mirror, I watch my sad face. my watery eyes call for u, my heart aches. I teach myself to smile. Not so small, not too big, I wear this

Beyond

Beyond short poem

Have you ever been on the brink of madness, one step away from losing your mind? Have you ever been so close to chaos, things that made sense got left behind? Don’t look up to him for answers. question the

Mind Travel

Mind Travel prose poem

Are you willing to travel further than the end of your seat? Then let us begin our journey into the unknown parts of your mind that words can repeat I give to you a pebble to make it real for

The Warmest Place

The Warmest Place short poem

The warmest place is where the heart stays Where sweet memories abide This house of old, creaking timber and leaking roof Where in the courtyard stands my trusty friend Its boughs swaying in the path of the north wind And

The Greatest Love

The Greatest Love short poem

They say love is blind, love is fake, they say it’s a thin line between love and hate, some love is real, some love we make, some love is weak, some love is great, is love a feeling or just

Calculator

Calculator short poem

Gone are the days When we used to be Selfless— When we used to Help others Without expecting Anything in return! Today, We no longer Help others Out of sheer Love And concern! We dish out favours to them And,