Regeneration Poems

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

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

Regeneration

Regeneration short poem

Why it should happen the parting of ways? Between the will to arrive and the goal? Between the unlearning and contempt, lies a tale. Terror. Petrifying fear ………., doggedly I was defending the door. Inspite of the terrible blows I

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Spring Time Revelries

Spring  Time Revelries prose poem

Hail to you o gracious guest The most awaited and cherished Alighting majestically onto the earth With splendid ceremony of a real king Whose eventful advent does signal A fast retreat of the winter chill That has been rather unkind

The Roadside Tree

The Roadside Tree prose poem

Passing by that deserted road one autumn evening My eyes caught sight of a forlorn tree All dried up without a single green leaf It looked pathetic and a picture of grief Lost , as if in the memories of

Poems containing references to : Regeneration

I Am God’s Creation- A Soul!

I Am Gods Creation  A Soul! prose poem

“I AM GOD’S CREATION – A SOUL” Can anyone tell, “Who am I?” What am I doing on this Mother Earth? I wish, someone could answer this question of mine! Can anyone tell, “where did I spring from?” And for

In The Wrong Place

In The Wrong Place short poem

Sinuous roots stretch scrawny limbs, Seeking security in a forbidding terrain. Tentative fingers probing for purchase, Momentarily anchor, creep and grasp again. Mindless ambition, an instinctive will, Drives a path to solar sustenance. Revitalising rays multiply cells, Promoting uninvited regeneration.

Neptune

Neptune short poem

Spiritual regeneration and universal intelligence Neptune in the 9th hour invokes lucid dreams and third eye visions of intuitiveness oh Lapis Lazuli in the shadow of a frosted moon I become omniscient like the great horned owl to Samhains’ coming

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I Will Be Happy (no Matter What)

I Will Be Happy (no Matter What) long poem

Well sometimes I feel like running away I tell myself there’s not much keeping me Here anyhow but then I hear a voice saying I love you baby so want you stay, please Stay…well and I always do but this

Grey

Grey long poem

I’m all about the extremes But not in this case Don’t give me no black or white I love me a little bit of Grey I don’t really wanna have an opinion I don’t really wanna chose a path I

I Look To You

I Look To You long poem

I look to you in Autumn’s merge with the climax of love for the fragrance of scented leaves in the trees I look to you in the quaint forest all alone with the howling of owls in the distance through

Happiness Made Not Found

Happiness Made Not Found long poem

She dusts her memories with thoughts and prayers for those she left behind. Longing for them like ebb and tide. She spins looms of love laden with smiles and hope And somersaults days into nights tossing her old life into

It’s Possible

Its Possible short poem

It’s possible in Interstellar Our Journey It’s possible in Trillion Galaxies Our Love It’s possible in Stars Our Destiny It’s possible in a World of Fairy Tales Our Paradise It’s possible in Twilight Our Intimacy It’s possible in Infinity Our

The Walk Way

The Walk Way ode

There is so much your mind thinks of all the time, You never know what way is the way to climb. You get set out into emotions you wish wouldn’t bother you but they shade over all the rest, You

He Smiles

He Smiles short poem

He smiles in his sleep And I wonder what he sees Is it angels who on him keep? Or his future he had a peep He smiles in his sleep And I wonder what he hears Is it the lullaby

Transmigration

Transmigration short poem

I must accept the insignificance and solve the puzzle of night. Possessed sunlight always pursues the shadows of words. Philosophy of veils descends on awareness casting silhoutte of differences. Nocturnal sweat of sky overwhelms the grass with dew. I pick

He And She

He And She short poem

He says, In your lovely eyes you have a combination of blue and grey, a pair of strong magnets, and a ton of sunshine smiles. You have gait and posture of a Pine, movements of a classical dancer spontaneity as

Visitors To The Fair

Visitors To The Fair short poem

Someone dropped a gun in the crowd – it clattered like candy garish glare of night-time marquees scent of every onion in the world sautéing adults walking on, a mobile forest of legs intent on getting somewhere doing something a

I don’t know, completely, but I….

I dont know, completely, but I.... long poem

I hate, I hurt, I pain, and I ache so deeply. I feel rage, angst, like a piece of dirt, so much of the time, I’ve also tasted the tenderness of love, I’ve heard the howls of hate, I’ve slept

A Peshawari Mother’s Cry

A Peshawari Mothers Cry short poem

How could it happen? no, not to my son his half eaten sandwich still on the table his glass of milk half empty the bang of his school van door still echoing the towel in his bathroom still wet how

Just Because We’re Over

Just Because We’re Over short poem

JUST BECAUSE WE’RE OVER Doesn’t mean we still can’t Be friends, JUST BECAUSE WE’RE OVER doesn’t mean We can’t still get together And have some fun every Now and then… After all the years we shared Together it would be

Twisted

Twisted short poem

Thoughts amplify intense feelings deep within the soul They twist your stomach into knots, leaves you whining to delights of devilish delusions. An unaltered disposition supremely preposterous based upon familial suppositions induced from repetition. Lingering beyond temptations within confines ludicrously

Wrangell – St. Elias

Wrangell   St. Elias short poem

All night On the neural paths, have rushed – shiny – The shapes of the world, yearning for Scepters of mountains And valleys and rivers of ice And prairies and lakes and forests, endlessly. Yet it would not be the

Bubble

Bubble short poem

we were one when together whole complete eye gazing until the wee hours of the morning no sleep just happy hearts beating together longing to be with him ache in my heart living 10 minutes away but worlds apart both

Silent Passage

Silent Passage short poem

we’d been cooped up by rain at the end of September family and cats. gradually contempt bred until sun and heat returned in respite, grass warming to please all species of toes. cats charged around unruly flower beds, flossing fangs

A Moment

A Moment prose poem

Took a walk with my dog Rosie today. Walked by the orchard on the hill that we go by on our stroll, stopped to look back as I always do. It’s a very pleasant sight regardless of the season. The

Scarola

Scarola prose poem

This precious leafy lettuce green is much less known than others, but beats them all by very far, for all the field it covers; Its greatest use turns out to be, a must for one good salad, and praises for

Forgotten Heartbeats

Forgotten Heartbeats short poem

Winged companions tweet, The most beautiful melody, Of the song in my soul, In the twilight magical hour. Unnoticed and always present, Like a gentle heartbeat, A fragile throb of life, That is beyond my realm. With tiny flapping wings,

The Walls

The Walls short poem

A green smoke was rising to ferret out the elusive pain without body. I went in search of fidgety words to patch up the conflicts of flesh. Bold as Passiflora, Crucifixion was complete. Today a gift of obeyance will arrive.

Past failure’s dine.

Past failures dine. prose poem

When things happen the way we do not want them to, especially when we have alternative ways for a better result, a few of us tend to go against the present time with our own ideology. A few stand up

My Father Behind The Wheel

My Father Behind The Wheel long poem

My room was the old garage attached to the house festooned with posters and dirty underpants my father’s Mercedes was a sacred relic with a flavor of old leather upholstery. It rested in its own building. there must have been

I Dream Of…

I Dream Of... short poem

One passionate life, A desire to fly, All I dream of, Is living in the sky. One passionate dance, One loving kiss, One glorious night, Under the sparkling moon. One healing touch, One unexpected move, All I desire is, Your

Why Today?

Why Today? short poem

Why today? Many ask Why not today? The reply should be For Good things For jovial things For gatherings For Picnics For Meeting a lover You want it today For all other which does not suit you you dont want

Take a Chance

Take a Chance short poem

Walk with determination; Fill your heart with hope, Smooth will be your paved path. Plan before you take action; Remain true to your ethics, And see how easily your dreams of today will be reality tomorrow. Identify the obstacles of

Mountain Stream

Mountain Stream short poem

Hey , you awesome mountain stream ! Dashing out on a playful spree Allow me to join your great journey From the sky high hills to the level of sea Mesmerised by your magical appearance My heart has always sought

Fall

Fall short poem

Gone is the palace Emerald green More vibrant colours Steal the scene Brilliant hues Red and gold Herald a world Harsh and cold Winds of change Whisper through the halls The canopy breaks Flutters, falls Of Summer’s death Do not

Inner Squall

Inner Squall short poem

Standing in this windy night under the sky in its violet light screams of the wind, its sounds blowing everything whatever it found watching the flashes of the sky thunder lightening up so high seeing this climate change violent mode

Nine

Nine short poem

Remembrance, Always reminds, Of days Lived barely. As I drown In memories That don’t exist, My very core Wishes for Them. I live, With these Dreams, I live for them, With them. As the shadows, Come closer, Amid the darkness,

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

Without You

Without You short poem

I often imagine what you’re doing, are you awake and thinking about me? Whenever you close your eyes, Is it my face that you see? Visions of what we used to be, Keep floating around in my mind. You were

The Past, The Present, But What About The Future ?

The Past, The Present, But What About The Future ? short poem

The blood on the streets Homes broken apart Everyone shouting for the help of God The horn is blown And the Civilians and soldiers set their guns and weapons Bullets elevating through the air into the body Children crying in

These Voices

These Voices short poem

These voices in my head they haunt me And taunt me They tell lies To try and tie my emotions down My selfishness tries to get the better of me but I can’t let that be Was sick of people

The Brightened Fire

The Brightened Fire short poem

Tonight sleep was not coming to me. Tears had washed the splinters out of the bruised eyes. It was becoming extremely hard to pulversize the legacy, the tendrils of violence. Wrapped in white shrouds the bodies were laid out on