Punctual Poems

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

Time…a Watchman

Time…a Watchman short poem

Never being late, Never being fast, Never being slept, performs a watchman’s task, Keeps its sharp eyes on everybody, Works hour can’t be stop by anybody, I usually ask myself, doesn’t he feel tired? He replied; if it would be

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Time & Life

Time & Life long poem

Time runs faster than life, and life is nothing but time stretched into months years and so on; We, only we think, times moves fast or slow, actually, it is life whose movement determines its flow. in life, good times

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With Mr. Jones (collaborations—’11)

With Mr. Jones (collaborations—11) short poem

(Line for line… tit for tat.) 1. My house is kind of small —but bigger than my kitchen And in my kitchen there’s a lamp —that’s bigger than my fist Please don’t touch the dog’s food bowl —only I touch

Eternal Togetherness

Eternal Togetherness short poem

There stands the moon For us as a boon, When down on this Earth Distances take birth. Different things around, Physically far on ground, But the same moon the eyes show That let’s the togetherness grow. Clouds in and often

One Poem From Mud Poetry

One Poem From Mud Poetry elegy

Strangers from incident, lies for distance, pitfalls of living infrequent, Rushes of sympathy pass over like fever sweat. In concurrent motion the wolves swarm on the lifeless carcass. Impending emotions fill the hole in my stomach, my chest continues to

I Of Thee Storm

I Of Thee Storm short poem

I live to kill the storm from the inside out, some may choose to walk Through it but I surrender myself to the fact that in order to make the Storm itself vanish, I must become it, in reality I

The Sunshine

The Sunshine short poem

Dad, you are like the sun to me, A sure thing, always there. Beaming light and warmth on my life. Whatever is good in me today, I owe to your wisdom, your patience, your strength, your love. You are my

Emotionally Blind

Emotionally Blind short poem

When you wake up. Is it worth it. Facing another day. Feeling nothing but psychological pain. Feeling like no one cares about you. Thinking that your life is worthless. Feeling that your insignificant. Knowing you have freinds but feeling alone.

Run Run Run

Run Run Run prose poem

I used to think when I was young that I could be anyone I used to look up to my father who used to work harder than some I used to think you could solve everything with a fight till

You Say

You Say short poem

You want me to hurt like a lion hurts its prey before devouring it, you say you don’t, but you do. You want me to bleed, like the paint dripping from a painter’s brush heavy and thick, You say you

Can’t Stand Your Absence

Can’t Stand Your Absence short poem

I don’t want to feel your presence ‘Coz I can’t stand your absence You have been my dream You have been my beam I stand tall by your side ‘coz I knew you want me to. But you make me

Me On Both Side Of The River

Me On Both Side Of The River long poem

Everything seems to be silent but my ears not, although world sleep but my mind’s not. Memory once rejoiced like a sun’s heat now turns winter cold, before isolation was a luxury to me but now it’s not. What happens

Nightbird

Nightbird short poem

Room full of candles, crystals and paintings Well and this one is my little masterpiece… Deja vu in my silver and black I am pulled Back in a flash like lightning from out of the Midnight blue to a certain

Because Of A Name

Because Of A Name short poem

His middle names Hussein First names barack, by the way The president of the united states And here he lives, born and raised But people like to complain About his “undeserving fame” All because of that Muslim name? What a

You Tinkle In Me

You Tinkle In Me short poem

From the day you have started tinkling in my heart From that day my heart refused to take another start On one seat sitting together and one love cart In this play to take a part and then depart I

Ode To Red

Ode To Red ode

I’m not quite sure of where I should start, but you must know you are on my mind, Even though a few years have now gone by, wonderful memories still burn bright. Peaceful long walks along your beach or, an

If You Need A Friend

If You Need A Friend short poem

He looks like he could use a friend Every time I see him he always looks in A sad, sad way. Well I try to talk to him but the kinda Hard to talk to. How do I tell him

Avelyn Poo

Avelyn Poo short poem

Sweet little avelyn poo, O how I enjoy seeing you. So sweet and loving too Flowing ginger hair like her momma Pretty Brown eyes so capturing Growing and learning more everyday Climbing and talking more then yesterday Little mini mouse

The Lone Survivor

The Lone Survivor sonnet poems

The sound of bugles dins louder at last, The cavalry must be approaching near, Thank God that here, no more did cannons blast, When seen from yonder banks as smoke would clear; And not a stir from all the dead

Think

Think short poem

Think not You are Genius Genius are those who don’t think Think you do , when you don’t know when you know ,no need to think Thinking may enhance thoughts But thoughts need no thinking Always learn from what others

Bringing Down

Bringing Down short poem

The road breaks here. Give me something to heal the fractured earth. Angels are too much for me, the gash turns inward ripping apart eternal vigil. They head into the burning books and then explode themselves on wet sands, generating

A Visit From A Ghost

A Visit From A Ghost ballad

I entered their Kingdom, Where once I did sing them, To sleep As they lie in their beds. Their eyes slowly closing, Their heads softly nosing, The pillows That lie ‘neath their heads. I saw their chests rising, And felt

Into The Rain

Into The Rain short poem

Everytime I see the rain, I remember our joys, laughters, and tears, Our sadness, sorrows and pain. Our joy of laughing outside, While our sorrows crying inside. At the pouring rain, we laugh and cry, We run and run under

The Beggar

The Beggar short poem

Does she have to bleed through her eyes? Does she have to cover the scars on her thighs? Does no one notice her dislocated shoulders? Does no one see her shiver as the weather turns colder? Do you look at

It Approaches

It Approaches prose poem

As the singularity draws near, I look on with trepidation. What lies beyond i do not know. A technological marvel some say, Nirvana it will be. Others say a dystopian future awaits. No one knows for sure! I think back

Yours Only

Yours Only short poem

A city prepares to die. What is the real time now for blemishing the skin of a man? In your violet eyes I will find a moon for an encounter. An alien wall comes up between us.We cannot shed the

For The First Time

For The First Time short poem

Walking down the lane, on a lifeless night, I saw a light coming from behind, Was it the moon? I asked myself NO It was you, the angel who helped me when I was doomed. The sky was calm and

Windows

Windows short poem

Sky wept when you hanged the young truth from a tree. A shadow falls on the hill for a savior. A winged flaw becomes a legend for the sake of a sword. A nameless letter betrays the will of a

Mud On My Hands

Mud On My Hands short poem

Green eyes in the crevices of rocks will not let the fossil weep for innocent sun. A mayfly floats like a dry leaf on water, in the circuit of sharks. I offer not my robotic arm, insulting the jaws in

Your Shadow Fade Away Into The Stars

Your Shadow Fade Away Into The Stars prose poem

A difference in the style of the work More lines maybe less in an ordinary word. Still learning and grasping at my views like sounding like a thunder storm in early summer. A sun is shining like an image of

Dream Bigger

Dream Bigger short poem

with my scrupulous eyes, my bone was so feeble, like I have never been, I try to gather them up. maybe when I slept… someone come and removed them, replaced my strength with you, dreaming I was so disturbed my

The Dream

The Dream prose poem

I was walking on the beach I saw her approaching me all alone I stood silent when she stared at me I was bewildered when she smiled at me I was speechless when she said “hello” to me I was dumbstruck

Pallbearer

Pallbearer short poem

If you come to me, I will show you my cupboard…….. photographs, paintings of old days, dead butterfly, dried snake skin, old is never gold, pain and anger…… broken leaves, dust around dead grasshopper, dead caterpillar, owl and mice. moon

Cobain Rises

Cobain Rises long poem

A poet of the troubled soul A life on who the devil took his toll A happy bouncing bundle of joy Who turned into an angry stepson boy Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? And always will until the

Beyond Their Virtue

Beyond Their Virtue short poem

It was the day , when I saw the marginalized attired brains and the barbarity of the Indian society . I was sitting on a seat , when he climbed up the bus , a young man , around his

Storm Of Doubts…

Storm Of Doubts... long poem

There’s a hurricane roaring outside and a storm brewing in my heart; so may emotions in so little time, first push you aside then call you mine. Doubts racing across my mind clouding my usual common sense. Give me time

The Reality

The Reality short poem

The topic of discussion on Life and death appears futile When we are unaware how we came into the world Why should we be aware when we will be moving out of this world What we know is we are

Despondent

Despondent short poem

Have you ever felt lost lost beyond hope beyond comprehension beyond care when you don’t want to be found when hope becomes blasphemy and something tells you “this is how it will be, always” Have you ever been in company

Imaginary Friend

Imaginary Friend short poem

I’ve got a friend that only I can see He sneaks around and sometimes helps me He might turn on the light then turn it off again But I think, to him, its all just a game. I often retreat