Prettier Poems

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

Mirror

Mirror short poem

“Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all?” Everybody ask me the same and expect me to answer your name. But I’m truthful sorry I ain’t helpful. I show what I see please don’t buzz me.

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Flight 1122

Flight 1122 prose poem

Departing Sacramento, Ca. just past 7:00 AM PT on a nice Saturday morning, we headed for Chicago. All is going well as we take off, as the pilot soon announces that we will ascend up to 39,000 feet. I am

Painful Love

Painful Love ballad

All I feel is sorrow. Without your love I am sure there will be no tomorrow. Your love seems to only bring me pain. It is like a stinging rain. You lie and cheat. All I feel is utter defeat.

Friends And Foe

Friends And Foe long poem

Hey you, just a dot in the sky, I know how big you are, there, I know distance is the foe, you fear, Divided by light years, Trust me, diminished infinitesimally, You look prettier. We all have foes and friends,

An Urchin Love

An Urchin Love long poem

With an empty pocket, and an attitude He strolls down the streets…… With an empty heart, an empath he is Swings by swindlers, a philanthropist, Little lunatic street urchin he is……. When night falls Kevin watches upon others Like fathers

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

Again I Realized

Again I Realized prose poem

Ah! woke up again and I realized, her baby is prettier than her eyes, and looks picture perfect with her hubby in! Then why do I still feel her eyes, staring? and her tender voice clearer than ever! her beauty

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Pale Bastard

Pale Bastard long poem

Come back, Pa, I need your cash The hunger pangs make me wanna chow the natives You shoulda raised me poor, given me something of my own You grow into the castle forecast upon you And I will never have

Connived

Connived short poem

Weaving fine fibres of unripe beliefs, from a fire base, a blue bird scrambles, shading the stone valley. There was no thrift for the cadavers. The burnt relics were eating away the greens of tearful eyes. Sun was slugging again.

Home

Home short poem

I know you not by colour of your skin shape of your face feel of your flesh our souls have made homes in one another across passages hidden from space older than time we meet and find harbourage

Routine Life

Routine Life short poem

Life appears routine during normal times routine changes to celebrations on festivals routine may turn into agony on death routine may suddenly appear monstrous on set backs routine may feel soothing on day of disturbances routine may look un harmful

I Miss You

I Miss You short poem

I miss you so much it hurts, my love I miss you with every fibre of my being I miss you like there is no tomorrow, my dove I miss you fervently, it’s all my loving. I miss you with

Response

Response short poem

The myopic tongues of tall trees, going downhill to find the roots of four-letter words of dead, unspoken, but sung in dark. They had come out of the skin. River was flowing on emotional track, with heavy eyelids. Father said,

Longships

Longships short poem

Casting off the shores, bound for faraway lands. Setting sail on dark seas, uncertain, unknown the travails that await. Crew steeled for adventure exploration fame glory. No turning back. Humanity departing. Longships rising, slow gracefully plumes of power moving beyond

Love, Wisdom, And Peace

Love, Wisdom, And Peace long poem

How wonderfully great it is to be human, This phenomenal thinking godlike specie, With the potential to explore the universe Yet with intentions of being mostly sleazy. Living in a garden of land, water, and sky, A living vessel so

Where’s My Mother?

Wheres My Mother? long poem

Greetings dear mother from your dear little son looking to act out of his mirror; got longer since you went invisible, yet I am positive you are alongside. I got issues concerned with the copiousness and scarceness of stuffs That

The Difficulty Of A Memory

The Difficulty Of A Memory short poem

One difficulty still haunting him That time could not absolve Was the invisible sense that would come over him Deep in the night when suddenly, forced awake From exhaustion, he’d remember the war A village, a road, or maybe the

True Companionship

True Companionship short poem

I am a cliff offshore with rocky coat & soft core not so far off but spanned by deep sea neither special nor rare but made of dead debris Wish to inhabitate But the sea is inhibiting I’ll cobble to

To Mum

To Mum short poem

If time is a healer when will it become easier? I long for your presence I want you here with me I sense you spirit but cannot see The day that you left this world behind A piece of my

Forgiven

Forgiven long poem

Can you hear me inside your mind crying out for comfort Can you hear me screaming, crying, beating my fists Can you hear me inside your mind desperate for a voice Can you hear me, Can you hear me !

World Peace At Stake

World Peace At Stake short poem

People are celebration friendly Celebrate when life shortens too Dancing, swinging and singing Saying happy birthday to you. People are celebration friendly Celebrate at the end of each year Romping, waltzing and caroling Wishing you happy new year. People know

April

April short poem

Dried leaves flutter across retina Spring gusts pop stop move along crawl catch scurry scurry duck walk jump twirl hold lifted up and up flying returning Blur burned image receding winged body’s sudden arc up impossible to see details vibrating

Evening Musings of a Working Woman

Evening Musings of a Working Woman short poem

How many days did I take to pick this pen up!!! Meaning to write in solitude, for company – a coffee cup I sat intending to write something worthy and the machine gave a mild thud, reminding me of the

The Battle Within Me

The Battle Within Me prose poem

Maybe it was just the hand that I was dealt. Never had luck trying to figure life out. I’m doing my best to be the best man I can be. But there’s something evil that dwells deep inside of me.

Guiding Light – My Teacher

Guiding Light   My Teacher long poem

Confused , lost , bloodshot eyes , A wanderer insomniac driven premise , Supreme anxiety , thumping palpitations, Pointless life dictated inhibitions , I Came at your doorstep, A depressed human being , A lifeless soul, Devoid of objectives ,

So Scandalous

So Scandalous long poem

Don’t take your faded floral Out the front door Your dirty laundry From this ship to that shore Don’t tell your lovers’ quarrel To the neighbor next door It’s a pity there are people who prey on The personal problems

Wish

Wish short poem

My useless body, looks outside the window. Sees the pleasant nature, comes a wish to run across the velvet grass. The lovely rain makes me jealous, of children splashing in the puddles. Once I want to wander, explore the fragrant

Stuntion

Stuntion short poem

Stuntion Stuntion I made you a girl with plenty of emotions You always asked for my attention Hurting you wasn’t my intention When you start to know me I changed like a season I know you are mad and I’m

My All Time “favorite”

My All Time favorite short poem

So many tethering smiles around, They are none compared to what I once found; Your love to me was like a Gatorade, As I considered you as my all time favorite. It was a magic that I experienced once, As

Catalyst

Catalyst short poem

If not for that pitcher of ugly beer, We’d never have been in love. You for once would never have Made sense of my drunken chatter. Nor I found your stubble anything to Die for, considering how they prick My

Blame

Blame short poem

I am the wave blowing through you; Blame it on me, or blame it on you. Blame it on something I can’t prove, like I love you. Here we are staring at the sky, Watching our lives pass us by.

Longing For You

Longing For You short poem

My heart longs for your consoling words. My ears longs to hear your footstep. My nose longs for your smell.. My skin longs for your touch. My head longs to lie in solace of your arms. My eyes are weary

In You Lives My Country

In You Lives My Country short poem

I am seeing my reflection, In your pure innocent eyes, You grin ear to ear, Taking in my surprise! You garland me with your arms, I wrap you in mine, My clouded self forgotten, I relish our big hug time!

Drought

Drought ballad

Our love came in the absence of rain. The avocado growers struggled while we grew with the rising temperature. 92, 97, 113 degrees fahrenheit… Not hot enough. We hid in dried out pools. We showered together to save water. We

They Were Happiness.

They Were Happiness. short poem

Their smiles were endearing, amongst the grays of life; Like a pinch of salt, Beauty sprayed their hall! They all laughed & laughed & laughed with their bellies arched, How capturing it must have been so many hearts pumping clean.

Incorporated

Incorporated short poem

Helter skelter in vain he tries. The guilt, the angst he ever denies. A chimp in a suit will he realize? Lost and jaded any surprise?

Night

Night long poem

When I lay my head down to sleep, I can feel your loneliness calling me; can you feel my pain calling to you? The emotional mess of what I’ve become, seemingly unaware drifting along in your own world of perfect

Ah, It’s A Mom’s Way

Ah, Its A Moms Way short poem

Unrequited love is heartache Was what an eight year old had Taken home and told his mom While quizzed about the movie He had gone along with his elder cousins Being the best friend she was and Always been, clasped

Poetry

Poetry short poem

The flesh was putting up a brave dialogue. I was willing to play the game. Stunned, shocked, pleasantly sore basking in heat of silk throat, I asked the needles to go ahead and stitch the wounds without loss of blood.

Thought 4

Thought 4 long poem

Winter fogs are delving over city Like birds of prey with breathless cold Each drop moistens your lips Passing shivering kisses like beloved. The last afternoon sun that brought comforting warm Meekly knocking at the door of grey sky, Her