Priority Poems

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

Priority In Life

Priority In Life short poem

Aspires every one for prosperity Some slog to achieve it on priority Some dreams to get it on charity One giving priority will forego life’s beauty One taking it easy will enjoy life’s serenity The successful one will die as

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What Is Love?

What Is Love? short poem

I never knew the meaning of Love; Until I met you my dove. The moment I saw and heard you; I feel for you. You treated me as a friend; I treated you more than a friend. Finally, the day

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

I Am Free

I Am Free prose poem

Through the perils of human bondage, through the strife of life’s journey, Entrapped and enmeshed in the tangled web of human existence, I scream at the top of my lungs- I AM FREE. Walking the path of life Embedded with

POW Camp 161

POW Camp 161 long poem

It was where I learned to read, and write, and count; I counted the days. It was where I realised carrying a cello was harder than playing it. It was where I engraved my name on the playground wall, beneath

We want peace

We want peace short poem

It is our duty to struggle for the return of our land It is our duty to cooperate and be one hand It is our duty to spread peace in our nation And stop the violence and avoid the separation

Resilience

Resilience short poem

When you have nothing left. It is imminent that you create your own peace of mind with every direction. Take some time out and evaluate. Reevaluate. Make peace with the things which we control, and the things we cannot. In

Orphan

Orphan long poem

I Go crying to my Mom to get her attention and solace even when there is a slight scratch on my body I shout at my siblings if they neglect me I get angry with Dad when he forget to

The Truth

The Truth short poem

Truth is the most bitter word which people can’t recognise in this real world. Truth is we just say society is cruel but we forgot we are the one who make it brutal truth is we just say nobody help

I Am Not Changed

I Am Not Changed short poem

Every moment, my thought was you The focus of our precious pleasure life, I am not changed, not out of your way I am the same as the “one day” May be I am out of mind sometimes Yet, At

Here’s to Your New Year

Heres to Your New Year short poem

Another year has past and gone, Tomorrow will bring a new year’s dawn, This year to come has so much potential, But you making the choice is totally essential. For without choice you will not do All of the things

Unique

Unique short poem

Mother can take care of her umpteen children single handidly Umpteen children struggle to take care of their mother collectively Mother can’t differentiate between herself and her children Children feel mother as one of the part of the family Mother’s

Harsh Reality

Harsh Reality short poem

In spite of knowing Life is short , in reality we behave as if our life stretches to eternity Our routine life activities snatches away thought that one day those routine will have to come to end to become a

Poor Ruhani

Poor Ruhani long poem

She was a normal girl with dreams and ambitions, Used to find happiness in God’s every creation, She was happily living with her small family, Never she had thought of being a part of such tragedy…. Suddenly she got missing

Introspection

Introspection short poem

When we are Hungry our stomach cries for food and we grab the food to eat while When Beggar is hungry He begs for food but we snub him out to satisfy our hungry stomach When our stomach is full

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My Child

My Child long poem

I am here for you, my child I beg you to not fret. for we are here in any time of need. Whether it be during the long and sleepless nights, or the mornings where nothing ever happens. You need

She

She short poem

None is Mysterious Than her, Keeps coming Forward To save Her greatest foes Life and honour! Can anyone Tell Who can be A puzzle Bigger than her? It was She Who enticed Adam To pluck The forbidden fruit And enjoy

Gypsy

Gypsy short poem

My gypsy soul, my gypsy soul, oh we are on the move once more. To hidden valleys and secret places, to hear the ocean’s almighty roar. I long gave up in denying the yearning of opening my wings to soar.

All About Life

All About Life short poem

life is a beautiful and precious gift given by god, That gives us a chance to live as we like. Sometimes it make us feel like teeny-weeny pot. Though we are unsuccessful, But we try our best to be successful.

Nature

Nature short poem

It does not take Long for Nature to Reveal her other Face. Does not take Long for a Gentle breeze to Turn into a Raging hurricane; Does not take Long for the Distant lightning to Strike with million volts; Does

Manchester England May 22nd 2017

Manchester England May 22nd 2017 elegy

Explosions rocked Manchester Arena after finale of Ariana Grande concert where just moment before avid fans of this idol did cavort and flirt shattering poignant moments, when one than another attendant did amidst helter skelter yell and blurt now treasured

Conferred Guilt

Conferred Guilt short poem

A felled tear reflects the rainbow. I wait for the night. Moon had promised an audience. Yes, I will sit beside the moon, will tell the woes of earth, uncomplaining: the heat, the dust, the life needles and expressionless faces

Herring Bone Sunrise

Herring Bone Sunrise short poem

Beyond the early morning mist, caressing the mountainous eastern skyline, an exquisite sunrise is being created. Pastel pink fluffy clouds streaked with gray in the formation of a massive herring. A true display of wilderness serenity. Clouds shifting in the

Overpowering

Overpowering short poem

Oh and after all this time I’ve known you it never did cross my mind that you could be the one for me, was it Jupiter or was it Venus that has opened the door to love now after all

A Woman In Guitar

A Woman In Guitar short poem

She is a woman in guitar playing song like a star. She sings like an angel, a princess in a castle. She’s only not a stranger — indeed — she’s a rocker. She has a lovely face a wise woman

Unwrap Yourself

Unwrap Yourself prose poem

Have you wandered off the beaten path and blamed someone other than yourself? Or could it be that you never walked the path of others, because you were alone and left. Did someone hurt you when you ran from the

I Reside In You

I Reside In You short poem

I live in the pulse of the universe, I connect through the nerves of the dark matter, I may be invisible to you, but I reside in you. In eros you find me, In thanatos you deprive me, In changing

The Drummer

The Drummer ode

The stadium goes dark and a hush falls- you can hear a pin drop; The sounds of pins dropping, Maybe it’s the patter of raindrops Or is it running feet- Oh, the anticipation! It’s a drumroll for the artist, As

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

The Bus

The Bus short poem

At times when the heart darts out before the words, And love spills over before dames all svelte and amused, By swooning to songs that blared ever so loud on the ears That even she could hear, Standing next to

The Political God

The Political God short poem

It’s me, your god, your fate decider- The leader, the power, I am all that enslaves fire! I am a god, and I am a man! I am the death and I possess this earthly fan! It’s me, your lord,

Shade

Shade short poem

I dreamt myself a ghost woken Of a morning by frigid rain pitiless, needling, painful, unknown From my indistinct fore-life My domain an irregular bowl A well bottom a warm, still Kingdom to float swampy vapors Possessing to the precipice,

My Sanctuary

My Sanctuary short poem

Slowly I walked into the coolness of the woods Serene quietness punctuated by the calls of the birds Scampering of squirrels amidst the moving shadows Cast by the leafy canopy of boughs and leaves As clouds play hide and seek

Mater Moi (Mother)

Mater Moi (Mother) short poem ode

Farthest you have gone but in thoughts remain Time alleviates sorrow loss hardest to explain With undying devotion you raised me just fine Telling what was right not cross over thin line Placidity of disposition far reaching foresight Helped me

Simply Mendacious

Simply Mendacious short poem

Somewhere between being expressive and fictitious I got lost. Never did it cross my mind such drama for nuance, Maybe am not that adroit; but lately you’ve been so vexatious, Delving into an endless rest- for a tinge of flattery

The Artist

The Artist short poem

When the broken records play The grooves of profound agony, they may Watch the peace they built The piece squelched to silt. When forgotten verses cried out all the pain And the tears saw the fort fell apart To the

Bright Side

Bright Side short poem

Bemoan the fate as you will the emptiness would still eat you away futility of existence and facade of importance the glitter of attention and tears of oblivion loath of loneliness and fear of attention no one can feel you,

O You Man – The Monster

O You Man   The Monster short poem

O you men, The monsters, You were sent for protection, For God’s beautiful creation, You were sent to safeguard, The chastity and honour, You were sent to love, The beauty and perfection, Of Eves’ daughter, But, The adrenaline which provided

Purple Moon

Purple Moon short poem

Flowers that stay in bloom A clock turning in a silent room Walls make barriers cocoon Raging waters soul consume Fighting warrior killed so soon Physical entity mind atune Falling leaves autumn tomb grey sky smell sweet perfume purple dandilion

To my husband, with love

To my husband, with love short poem

Each moment that I spend in waiting Counting each second, thinking of you Every moment of love that you framed in my life Every special thing you did for me Each hug, every song you sang to me Each word