Psychedelia Poems

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

Timeshaker

Timeshaker short poem

Those ruins of tomorrow Could they make me hollow? On the wings of hope this day, Swinging from the blue skies… the flight of despair stuck in the cries. Teased by the winds, Pushed by the blinds, Waking up to

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Before Life Begins

Before Life Begins short poem

My heart isn’t as strong. But my love is for him. It beats day by day, Until the valleys turn gold, underneath the sun’s glorious rays. I’ll sit in the grass. And I’ll look up at the sky. As I

Confusion

Confusion short poem

A small child, in this harsh ruthless world Attempted to flee, fought to survive, dreamed to live. Ignoring all pains, cleansing all injuries Shedding off all weaknesses, it rises up yet again Faces the heartless pretensions everyday Cries within itself,

The Melding

The Melding prose poem

Watch the people. They are changing right in front of our eyes. Slowly, incrementally, they’re evolving becoming something else, something more, something different. A new paradigm is emerging. Not to many years ago people walked down the street looking straight

Wait, Shall We?

Wait, Shall We? short poem

Wait for the clock to strike time wait for the right time to set it right no one can see where you are headed no one really cares as well it is your life, your choice, your path remember time

Aunts and Moms and Cats and more….

Aunts and Moms and Cats and more.... short poem

Pigs that grunt With runts who run Horses that neigh Eating curd and whey! Elephants that trumpet Gobbling croissants and crumpets Sparrows that tweet Offering a melodious treat! Monkeys that chatter With plantains on a platter Parrots that screech While

Woeful Wait

Woeful Wait short poem

Back in those old days, a wife awaits her husband on a stormy night, hoping for his safe return. .. Waiting for her love, an enigmatic sailor. In vain gowns and a luscious healthy pallor! The porch, radiant in jewels

Fireflies in a Jar

Fireflies in a Jar short poem

With fireflies in a jar, I treaded along the path, Strewn with silver streaked flowers, Under the starlit sky. The moon hid its face , Behind the cloudy sheers, And beckoned to the trees, To sing a soothing lullaby. A

Fulfilment

Fulfilment short poem

The moment of loneliness The feeling of devastation The losing of hopes, all hopes.. The instance I felt cast away, purposeless.. There..! I see you, heading towards me, Like a light that destroys darkness And you light up my soul

The Wars

The Wars short poem

It is. An explosive denial of an infinite firmness of round orbs. Why were you taking off your shirt to show the scars? it stirs a sequestered allegation. The glare was on my days and your nights. The suicide bomber

Soul Fighter

Soul Fighter short poem

It is all about having courage.. To continue your steps with all your luggage! Knowing of no support and absence of grip.. The floor is lubricated and bravery is not to slip! Challenges are limitless, and all are ready to

Backyard Poetry Club

Backyard Poetry Club prose poem

A motley group had made an affiliation of sorts It sprouted and mushroomed in our back lane And there was born a poetry club with no name Passion it was for the verses written in Urdu That linked them beyond

Tempest In My Coffee Cup

Tempest In My Coffee Cup prose poem

YOUR COFFEE MUG still sits where you left it, half-empty, atop your favorite porcelain, brim smudged with a curious combination of dried froth and pink lipstick. It’s my little testimony, you know, to a life well led and a union

I Don’t Need No Money

I Dont Need No Money short poem

for SIA Is it an absurdity? To say you don’t need no money How can you survive? It’s easy – – – – – Just trust, have faith Things will come to you, be amazed at the abundance Enjoy reminisce,

Give Me

Give Me short poem

They were burned alive. Most cherished to me, betraying the functionality of a system, interstitial asphyxiation took place. In the garb of a garlanded saint a gun booms. The death is rolled from tongue to tongue, flying limbs get strung

36 Years

36 Years short poem

When the facts and figures did not add up When the bank account was empty, and also the cup When I was tired, weary, and worn, feeling all washed up From Illinois to Wisconsin, from Mississippi to California You have

The Liverpool Pigeons

The Liverpool Pigeons ode

Mrs Murphy stares blankly out through the backyard door The pigeon coop stands open since her children went to war Pals and chums filled the streets from Old Swan to the Albert docks The sons of the Liverbird leaving in

Old Man Zombie

Old Man Zombie long poem

couples run naked then plunge into the vast sea laughter ensues… through the duration of the night a flock of birds with intense sounds In the distance the still silence then an old man appears gets into his boat and

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

Life – A Bubble In The Flowing River

Life   A Bubble In The Flowing River short poem

Life and Death are like the Birth and Bonding of a flowing River While on Birth we sure cry We fear when on death Advancing of our Age is akin to the blowing in size of the bubble in water

Satisfaction !?

Satisfaction !? long poem

A carrot, you’re nibbling, yes the carrot they give a radish painted red, but not very deep deceiving ourselves we’re enduring the taste. Lets pursue the real before it extincts. This is the life, live it man. This is the

A Belated Cc Das Kapital Wicked Candle Box Event For Karl Marx

A Belated Cc Das Kapital Wicked Candle Box Event For Karl Marx long poem

Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany       to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx, sans the third of nine children       (and second oldest heir)       Karl Marx thinking begot incendiary sparks, asper his two most controversial publications       titled The

Regeneration

Regeneration prose poem

The bright red sun blisters my dreams When I wake softly like a fragile flower unfolding for water to take to grow Learn as my memories of flying high into the sky above the deep blue sea Rivers rapid flowing

Wine Of Love

Wine Of Love short poem

Love is like an aroma of flowers, Stimulating the senses, Waking the ravenous hunger, Of an insatiable thirst for, Unhurried passion. A love lies beneath, That’s a light from within, With glowing embers of passion, Hearts racing in unison, Emotions

Years

Years short poem

Time well spent Years together Learning Growing As our time comes to an end I look back on past years I remember our happiest moments Before we move on Four years Of time And memories To be brought with me

Collateral

Collateral short poem

When the curtain falls, the puzzled instinct inherits the confusion of clouds. The beleaguered moon goes into a rage. Hungry vultures start a wait for the fall of a titan, stimulating the sun to exhibit the trove of the golden

Chessboard

Chessboard short poem

dark matters are floating like bowls made of leaves spilling hunger, make me upset, figures moving like ghosts wrenching out the fish plates from rails, nothing will move now except the eyebrows of stone faces, bodhisattvas sitting in scorching sun,

Jesus, Hope For The World

Jesus, Hope For The World short poem

Jesus, hope for the world Hope for the ones who are Tired and fearful and looking For rest Jesus, glorious and ruling With love and with peace for A world that seeking the God who will redeem and Bring comfort

Submission

Submission prose poem

oh, my an editorial board when I first sat down today to write poetry I imagined a whole other world love was on my mind the world was new and I made the most of it so I ask you-

Margery Pilkington-brown

Margery Pilkington brown long poem

The ugliest woman that ever was born was called Margery Pilkington-Brown. If a monkey was born half as ugly as that they would certainly have it put down. Her head was as bald as a billiard ball, yet the hair

Wonder

Wonder short poem

Though a trillion coloured droplets just refract to cause an arc And though atmospheric pressure can explain Aurora’s spark And the moon and sun’s alignment can account for sudden dark Still you wonder….. While a flock of birds’ formation is

Dreams

Dreams prose poem

Even the sweetest darling dreams At times act as terrible antagonists And scare me to death Like the phantoms haunt a deserted castle Oh my God !….Please help me…huhuhu…. Am I not akin to a deserted castle? The castle where

Kissing Gods

Kissing Gods short poem

When we slept through our naked loops, there was a silent call. Moon was out walking on the street peeping through the glass window, the crossed legs. Trees were meshed up in dark. Do you know the impropriety of leaves,

Blueberry Ardor

Blueberry Ardor long poem

salted with landmines a cordite whiff scents the dry breeze clumps of bushes and rich brown soil dotted with dull white glints of fractured bone a place where animals used to browse this is the place to pray furthest away

You are water

You are water short poem

With your hair loose, when you cry your heart out, I say, ‘my love, you are a water fall’. you say, ’yes, I am’. with swaying hips, when you walk down the streets, I say, ‘my love, you are a

New Four Quartets (year 2015)

New Four Quartets  (year 2015) long poem

Are angelic neurons fleshing inside a trans-Inquisition tavern? Another kind of speaking, pontificating globe? Can we feel the burning and sexing of the four seasons with the four elements, recycling earth, water, air, fire, to produce the quintessence of your

Bucket List

Bucket List short poem

I seen it in a movie once, the person made a list, All the the things he wants to do and all the things he missed, It really got me thinking what my list would be, I wondered what hope

The Chicago Cure

The Chicago Cure short poem

They came tired and torn, weary and worn They came male and female, straight and gay They came high and hooked, homeless and hungry They came addicted to alcohol, drugs, and crime They came for one last try, for freedom

Introspection

Introspection short poem

Why do I feel this searing pain That seems my very heat inflames And in the depths of silence hush It feels my soul with weight is crushed Yes, my mind does wonder far And seems my sanity does mar

Gaia’s Paradox

Gaia’s Paradox long poem

Metallic spacecrafts cloud the sky Griffins, Dragons and Fairies spread their wings and fly Mermaids come on the back of Dolphins singing their sacred song of Precedent Well I wouldn’t of believed it either if I hadn’t of seen it