Prologue Poems

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

Tale Of An (un)ending Love

Tale Of An (un)ending Love long poem

Don’t remember when it happened A year ago or a few, But a strange thing has happened And, for me, a very new. It all started with a prologue, As it always does, A prologue very interesting, For the both

Poems containing references to : Prologue

The Troubled Faith

The Troubled Faith short poem

That vertical sink loaded with cargo fraught, with pools of blackened blood burned me. I never arrived at a moot prologue for the journey of dead. The sun turned away in a doubt under a smoked trance of helplessness. Perhaps

The Space Between

The Space Between long poem

the end of a thought is never for its death, but for a new beginning; there is always a meaningful silence, a metamorphosis, I do ever find, between a stop and its succeeding word like that of death into birth

Just Cried

Just Cried short poem

Do not want to foresee; the unknown me. On the tip of tongue a stunted silence with singularity sits. Me and my lantern burn in dark. Thumbs down: the compact seeking in failed state alters the future generation. A reverse

Beginning Begun

Beginning Begun short poem

In a nearby flat a radio whispers, Birdsong begins its chatter in the bushes And giggling lovers tickle the dawn; Rain beats its gentle rhythms on the window, Occasional cars issue hushed rumble escapes And those still awake Wonder about

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Maid

Maid long poem

My better half in life alias wife lay tired & fatigued while toiling at the house chores for days & months I could see her charm gradually dwindling her anger terribly rising by leaps & bounds I got worried and

Replenished

Replenished short poem

Despite the insistence of what is more than one day. Are life challenges worth. They will continue on. With all the twist and turns of your journey. It is the innate compass of guidance placed in all of us. Keep

I V/s We

I V/s We short poem

Cannot decode the signature of fear beneath the huge eyes, serene and calm, darting right and left, like a stricken animal at frenzy. Drift we must; will seldom cross the path. Agony of existence, flying thighs, erect humps, sliding on

Once Upon A Valentine

Once Upon A Valentine long poem

Once upon a lonesome January night love called at my door with a valentine. Blinded with ecstasy I gave up liberty- while on duty nesting for my brood. And so this is how I missed all the clues! One day

A Message For Love

A Message For Love short poem

Love, I ache to hear your voice, sit spell bound in your presence. Be cradled by your embrace, comforted by your arms, Treasured, I await your coming. Will not turn you away, let you down. From that moment on, our

The Wounded Angel

The Wounded Angel short poem

Flying through the clouds of an agitating sky she was landed on the shore of despair. Unknown of the tyrannous rapter the angel became wounded by his erroneous desire. Following the winds of fallacy she got lost among the devils.

Few Scribbles

Few Scribbles short poem

Measure life with eyes all subtleties And find to what length world has changed Since our early childhood; our celestial bonhomie. Happy days dwelt with us in continuity We raced to all pleasure field under careful watch of parents And

Fight

Fight short poem

Sometimes you realise you’re stronger than you thought, In hindsight you can surely see, The person that you are and all but had forgot, Lost sight of the person you could be. No matter in life whatever dragged you down,

Angry Eagle

Angry Eagle short poem

Loyal to the mount and the sky above The Eagle really only wants to soar high On the wings of love Oh but lest he be provoked he can be your Worst enemy or your worst nightmare… He is a

Penned For Him

Penned For Him short poem

I witness the sparkling stars! Amidst the daily wars! The world that had a touch of gloom, Is now gardened only to bloom! My heart filled with morning dew, Never hesitates to embrace something new! I could feel my fantasies

Dear Black Woman

Dear Black Woman long poem

Dear Black Woman You are As Stong as the An African Elephant Yet we’re are supple and elegant. We are persuasive talkers so our words are very Eloquent. Crafted From man’s rib and An earthly element is How God made

Sneaking Gods

Sneaking Gods short poem

Reticent were moon, sky and birds. A pall of gloom spread on the trees. Stoically I rode on the wings of pain, to watch the descending values. A timeless truth separates the charm from lies, and I long for the

A Lovers’ Embrace

A Lovers Embrace short poem

To feel her hand upon your face, her gentle caress like a tingling grace. The heat of her hands as they trace a path. Silken stockings on an exposed calf. To gaze into eyes so deep with desire, your heart

An Ode The The Divine!

An Ode The The Divine! short poem

You curled, cruised, kicked and got her crazy She enjoyed a cocktail of emotions and images all so fuzzy You slumbered after all wailing and weep She comforted you all night trading her sleep You talked miles and miles She

Satanic Verses

Satanic Verses short poem

Caught in devil’s vice I ask you for deliverance the one who is evil one whose vileness knows no bounds the one that is the king of beasts I give thee my soul and ask for eternal bliss cause I

I Can Feel You

I Can Feel You short poem

I can feel it up… Every moment I spend with you… as I close my eyes … I can feel you up… I know you are not around… But you are in my heart.. The moment you were with me…

Quite The Adjective

Quite The Adjective short poem

Welcome to the noun. It was quite the adjective. It was once renowned, almost like a narrative. But those filthy verbs… They took us with conjunctions. It would be superb, if there were no expunctions. Without an interjection, you may

Power Mongers

Power Mongers short poem

Power empowers a man To wear a crown of office A symbol of high status That stuffs man with vitality That differs him from equality. A crown of material value May dwindle as the human body Shrinks as to the

Compassion

Compassion short poem

Compassion, so precious a gift Incomparable to all earthly things So transient and dismally brief Compassion, a myriad of tears Seeing the hungry, desolate and grieving A wish to share their pain and fears Compassion, an opening of the heart

Riku

Riku short poem

All I fear means nothing If I just focus on what defeats the fear itself My fear is the what if Or the I don’t My fear is the things People Places And reality that is out of my reach

Love Sonnet 224

Love Sonnet 224 sonnet poems

It’s Spring! How true that love like buds could bloom? This heart yearns for some tenderness and care So much to hope such magic can resume, There’s none to pose a greater risk to bear; Will now Persephone remember me,

The Thread

The Thread short poem

There is a thread so slender, connecting mother and child together, For eternity it will hold them fast,forever and ever it will last As the days and months and years go by, some things will make you happy, others will

Fear Of Loneliness

Fear Of Loneliness short poem

My sunshine life will shatter, I hope , to you it does matter. Our love was meant for an eternity, A splendid gift, a blissful divinity, However, now some jinx has clouded it with insecurity. Hold me tight till the

Muse And Sorrow

Muse And Sorrow short poem

An uneasy blood cascades in the slender arteries when you, that I wanted to touch disappear into twilight of memory. Always a sense of bereavement. why do I care for you? Time drops like an old coin in the hands

Hope

Hope english poems

When darkness reigns, And the light is quite dim… A small voice says ‘hope’, There is lot more to be seen…! It will neither be the end, Nor will it be the beginning… Unless one is steadfast, To embrace what

Sandpit

Sandpit short poem

It’s the middle of the exam season, I’m walking home from college, The same way I’ve always gone, Going over a few more notes on my phone. On my way, I pass a playground. Right in the middle, I see

I Want To Stay

I Want To Stay short poem

Like the little droplets humming down the shore, and the yellow sparkles moving free to the core, dismayed to unbind the lore since ages, I want to stay amidst the phases. Shrinking and shivering beneath your arms, prime the relevance;

I Am The Flowing River

I Am The Flowing River short poem

You are the city by my side I am the flowing river I have came to you stepping down from mountains I have to mingle in a huge sea Even more huge than you At times I was tied by

Two Little Frogs (part 2).

Two Little Frogs (part 2). long poem

The two little frogs awoke next day feeling very blythe and happy were they After breakfast they decided to go to the river bank. They hopped real slow They wanted to know where the river went as it bubbled along

My Confined Mind

My Confined Mind long poem

Untamed self control my own worst enemy I can be I can not be the poison and the remedy The voices I hear are not in my head I hear the words as if they’ve been said. Horrific thoughts I

Hope Of One Day….

Hope Of One Day.... short poem

That day will also come When happiness will fall everywhere Every one will smile and have fun Grip of God will be in the hearts No one bad and no one cruel Every body will be together here The sun

The Huntress

The Huntress short poem

You were standing alone In a crowded room And going round in my head The same old tune. Eyes of cold sapphire Holding me stark, In the dark despair Of a panther’s stare. Futile attempts To move, to turn The

Single Design

Single Design short poem

Bearded face still looks from the severed head, in timeless gaze after the spitting blast. A nimbus cloud is lobbed on the tormentor to stop burning; the silver urn contains the daisy sick to wean away the enemy of tender

Creeper.. Creepier

Creeper.. Creepier short poem

I was basking in the glorious Sun, when that delicate creeper tapped at my feet and innocently smiled, said it’s called Love. It promised me sweet smelling blossoms everyday, its weightlessness around my body, if I nurtured it with attention

A Window Person

A Window Person short poem

She offers far greater potential than the frame upon which she attaches She is flexible, agreeable, and delights to be covered, opened, or closed She provides a reality far and above her surrounding strong walls If you should decide to