Rebellious Poems

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

When People Say

When People Say short poem

When people say that you don’t care What they really mean is you don’t agree To all that they want you to be That you have unashamedly left The squares and pegs on the high shelf To do exactly what

Enough Is Enough

Enough Is Enough long poem

Just say no to corrupt politicians, lying and cheating with their secret missions. Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye then stealing its lolly and watching it cry. Just say no to the corrupt EU, actually achieving what Hitler failed

Rebel In Plain Sight

Rebel In Plain Sight short poem

Let your wings flutter for a while, you may walk,run or crawl but not to give a cry Shimmering stars will flirt with the young night but you may resist to hide in plain sight. The constant clutter of your

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Just Freedom

Just Freedom long poem

When lips seek lips to quench a thirst of passion… Freedom slackens a knot in its belly and gasps!!! When limbs entangle in an embrace of abandon freedom.. comprehension gets drowned in the deluge of an emotional erotic Freedom between

Persistence

Persistence short poem

It never seems the right time. Watching night pursue the day. That one light spread across a blanket. That one rebellious soul that sees all but never says a word. You shy away, but still I chase. Wandering about until

To Tame Me

To Tame Me short poem

They sent me to straighten my morals, I was a difficult little girl, And my parents were tired of me. “A devil’s child she is! A liar! A thief! Disgusting!” So, after many scoldings and bashful nights. They sent me

The Geometry Of Love

The Geometry Of Love long poem

Love squared by Love rounding each edge, geometrizing each ends equalizing its alphabets, circling its triangles. Infinitesimally surrounding transitory planes and lanes within our pyramidal silences, giving new lines and directions, intersections of re-constructions compasses and conjunctures within rebellious Mathematics

Braids

Braids prose poem

(1) A golden braid is not a braid. It is, at times, a shower of delights dropping from a golden star. At times, it is a front stage at whose background I can recollect the neighing of white horses. At

Take Me As I Am

Take Me As I Am short poem

You say I’m rebellious. That it’s just a phase. But please listen to me when I tell you, that’s not the case. Some say I’m despicable, that I’ve lost my morals, but I’m not the only one, that their words

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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

The Best Christmas

The Best Christmas short poem

I had so much fun to be with you! You were wearing shirts in all color blue. We threw crumpled paper like we’re six graders, We ran and shouted like those elephant wailers. Remembering 18th when we played those wooden

Le Liberte eclairant le monde

Le Liberte eclairant le monde short poem

A global army flowing white, of Love, of blazing swords afire of shining shields they, hand in hand, puissant and indomitable let what she pictures, typifies, facing the world on high, her flame of love and liberty, put fallacies to

Step Away

Step Away short poem

Modernity. Technology. Racing head long helter-skelter into the future. Like a runaway train speeding out of control. Historic societal norms breaking apart. What to think, what to believe losing resonance. Explosion of information barraging our senses. Overload. Current institutions clueless

Paddy Fields

Paddy Fields short poem

Paddy fields as far as the eyes can see Stretches of green touching the horizon Farmers in straw hats busy as bees And buffaloes, such loyal workers at every turn Cycling into the breeze, along a well-worn path Greeting ‘How

Ridiculous

Ridiculous long poem

Ridiculous, ridiculum, ridiculi, Everything that lives must suffer and die. Ridiculous, ridiculum, ridiculi, You can’t live forever so why even try. Don’t give it away though, Don’t let them take it from you either. Don’t really even mind going, Just

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

A Crack In The Self

A Crack In The Self short poem

A most formidable foe this self is Rarely its guard lowered for long For when it does in the light comes And the dark is dispelled by the sun In that moment I see the truth in me Shining bright

“diva” My Bird

diva My Bird short poem

I met a bird, flying low in the sky, deep drowned in tears, arranging food for her little birdie. I fell in love with the bird, gave her a name “Diva” My Birdie. We sang the song of life, bestowed

Windows

Windows short poem

An outlet to the magic world Through which we see wonder We see what we oblige to see You like , it doesn’t matter. Passing by the road is a gal As if come from nowhere A bunch of roses

Faith

Faith short poem

Have faith in your capability, you will see impossible turning into possible… Have faith in your strength, you will find all weakness turning into strongness… Have faith in your mind, you will see all unsolved puzzles turning into answers… Have

Forever

Forever short poem

I don’t know when Like the silence of night He entered my heart He entered my life I realised my feelings When I started missing him In each moment of my life His thought was the first thing in the

Your Lie

Your Lie short poem

“You’re my sister,” you say. Whenever things get tough, we’ll always have each other. “I’ll always be here,” you say. “Thank you. It goes both ways,” I say when I believe what you are saying. Because the truth is, I

Nature

Nature ode

Nature is a mother’s womb wherein purest of souls lie within. Souls of trees, souls of flowers and soul of humming bee that moves around in the park. All it does tell is the way to give and aspires to

I Want A Tuesday Kind Of Love

I Want A Tuesday Kind Of Love prose poem

I want a Tuesday kind of love. The sort of thing that involves little dreaming and scheming; the sort of thing that comes paired with too-strong coffee and too-loud songbirds and the drone of the news at 6 a.m. or

Had Been

Had Been short poem

The most wanted moon was writhing in black sky, after a star fell for a pebble. The nymph had become a golden nugget in east. Sun was rising. Guilt of burning the sea was writ large on the face of

Tenants

Tenants short poem

Vast are the tenants within each their own heart What hold lays within infants permanent wail The true occupant of earned tenure Such early tendrils of wisp cling so dear May these imperfect ears answer such pure cries Extend welcome

Neeeiiigggh!

Neeeiiigggh! short poem

For long have I been a rover For long have I walked alone; Hiked a hundred highways of life I’m yet to find a home…. Still, sometimes, I have reason to be happy You see Once in a while, along

Comes And Goes

Comes And Goes short poem

Does it come? Does it leave? If it comes, why doesn’t it leave? Can you see, what it seems. But if you know what it really is. Why don’t you tell me and let me see that it really is

Rich And Colorful

Rich And Colorful short poem

The canvas in front of me is painted shimmering green and bright orange It looks kinda joyful very different from the usual black and grey Maybe life has more colors than the greys in my brain Or maybe what is

High School Remembered

High School Remembered long poem

We were marbles in a concave pan different sizes different trajectories congregating in clumps and caravans until the formation shattered we slid to the edge or the center almost unable to control ourselves but certainly in a hurry motivations and

The Only Question

The Only Question short poem

It wasn’t that she was weak-willed She was just jaded of being stout-hearted Blue of breathing on aspirations Blue of breathing on unreal affirmations Emptiness inside her Makes her feel so forlorn The only question is – If pain demands

Sleepless

Sleepless short poem

Woken up at two, by a pesky little dream, I have been standing by the window, Waiting for my sleep. The neon lights burn ugly holes In the black velvet of the night, A thirsty lapwing flies around Cursing aloud

Love Sonnet 60

Love Sonnet 60 sonnet poems

I live in dreams, waiting for time to come, That bud I spied would open up someday, What had been days or scant minutes for some, Became those lonely centuries to me; As sun would tarry long before it dims,

Gratitude

Gratitude prose poem

Gratitude –the noblest of emotions springs up from the core of heart sometimes expressed instantly Through palpable signs A grateful smile A warm hand shake Or a ‘Thank you ‘ note that says it all BUT Often too shy or

Your Only One

Your Only One short poem

Please make me the one Your lucky one and not anyone’s Thy lifetime best friend and not just a friend Your forever companion in every situation Thy forever cheerleader because you’re my champion. I want to be the one Who

Who Am I?

Who Am I? short poem

Out of the odd don’t know why, A voice within me asked, “Who am I?” Answered each question with ease till date But today within me is an endless debate. Am I the good girl all see? Or that crazy

Memory Walk

Memory Walk short poem

Wanted to visit old lanes for a mocking bird. A luminous proxy wanted to play a game. Treachery flees from the trees and settles on the white wings of flying swans. No logarithm will stop to watch the invisible numbers

The Girl With A Book

The Girl With A Book short poem

She dashes just in time for the final boarding call Because airport book shops should never be missed She adores browsing second-hand book stores They smell of memories… like a long-forgotten kiss Bookmarks are more than mere page pointers They

Broken

Broken short poem

Broken from the inside out Pieces of my heart run through my veins Hurt and disappointment have broken my heart. I try to fit the pieces back together, as they no longer fit. I hide the hurt with a fake

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia prose poem

There goes a blazing trail of lightning across the deep indigo, starless, Australian night sky. I am momentarily startled by the dissonance of the rumbling thunder, playing drums in my ears. Driving past the long, steep road lined with bottlebrush