Relief Poems

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

Striving For Relief

Striving For Relief prose poem

We sat there in silence listening to the sound of each others broken heart beat. We did not look each other in the eye at least once. We did not touch. We simply just tasted our tears. We released our

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A Tiny Drop Of Tear

A Tiny Drop Of Tear long poem

A tiny drop of tear Washes away my fear Enlightens my heart with hope Encourages me towards the Lords’ rope Eyes shedding the waters Drops,tip top and the cheeks wet Somewhere,in me,the pain rattles I confuse people with this rain

My Last Breath!

My Last Breath! elegy

I felt the warm strengths of gentle motherly grips How swiftly and quietly my last breath here,slips Exact on time, undelayed Out of reach, Lords’ trade My eyes, terribly widened Chilled layer penetrated my yellow body With few words dying

The Return

The Return short poem

Hours of waiting in sticky, crowded hubs Of watching my back for thieves Of trying not to float away on the seas of boredom Has finally come to this. I’m sitting, soaring, the blue sky underneath Confined to my body’s

The Help Of Poems

The Help Of Poems prose poem

I am not one that uses great emotions I never see to have the notion The anger inside me sometimes starts to bubble And if I let it all out it will get me in trouble My teacher one day

Little Secret

Little Secret short poem

Ssshh. Don’t let anyone hear you. Don’t tell anyone about it. It’ll be our little secret My friends can’t know. Turned into they know we are fucking not that we are together. I’m just not ready yet. Can it be

Poems containing references to : Relief

Life In A Light

Life In A Light long poem

When benevolent rain God showered his furious benevolence … …. life in a light flickered and died a sudden death!!! When scorched Earthlings pinned, prayed and got an ass and a frog married to sate the rain God.. He poured

An Innocent Prisoner’s Life

An Innocent Prisoners Life short poem

An innocent prisoner in the cage, Waits for his age to pass, He writes something on a page, I think those are count of the days, Which he is spending in the cage, When the sun begins to set, He

The Fear Of This Love

The Fear Of This Love ballad

Why can’t I find them, the words? I need them to spill from me like a waterfall spills over a cliff. I need you to hear me, hear all of this dread inside me, hear the twisting of my heart

Fog

Fog short poem

We all have secrets, don’t we? The secrets which unlock our soul, The mirror, It’s a portal, it’s the key, Shows my spirit, Black as coal. But why mist, why do you block? Let me see the scars so deep.

You’re Free But I

Youre Free But I short poem

Love is a nicotine, hurts but, it’s mine. The angry pulse feels like a needle tussle, ain’t no relief, drunk in your memory old monk. Blood rushing in cold, as the moment unfolds, Mind, all numb, noise of the silent

Old Age

Old Age short poem

Wishing a long life for some one dear, may be gesture oozing deep from ones heart The long life may be a boon if the person is hale and healthy If the person is sick and tardy his life is

Self-harm

Self harm prose poem

A cold, lifeless blade was pressed against chilly, tender flesh Slowly, she presses it down, feeling the pressure on her limb Then, there is a sudden relief as the crimson rivers and the inner trash Comes tumbling down, red raindrops

Fear Of The Feather

Fear Of The Feather elegy

Why can’t I find them, the words, I need them to spill from me like a waterfall spills over a cliff. I need you to hear me, hear all of this dread inside me, hear the twisting of my heart

Happiness

Happiness short poem

As I loaf myself on this padded chair I think about all the unpleasant things in my life, I think of those evil days, how my own very existence was endangered. I think of that past and now I heave

The Beauty Around

The Beauty Around short poem

With fruits and flowers bound There stand the mighty trees Bent with the touch of nature And covered with the beauty of love As when upon a trance summer night You are seen as a green of peace Tall oaks

Monsoon Winds

Monsoon Winds short poem

Sprightly, oh! sprightly, the monsoon winds come, With promises of relief. Lightly, oh! lightly, the monsoon winds hum, The ordeal of belief. Hark me, oh! hark me, the monsoon winds roar, Sizzling to strike the earth. Darkly, oh! darkly, the

To Give A Daughter Away

To Give A Daughter Away long poem

A queer experience it is A feeling that defies description An emotion beyond expression Giving a daughter away , you don’t know how to name it . Is it a sense of self appreciation at having performed a parental duty

Guilty Secrets

Guilty Secrets short poem

Alone in a world of darkness, A world of eternal pain, I can’t tell the things I’ve done, It’s happened again and again. I close my eyes and see, The pain that I have caused, I didn’t even stop to

Therapy

Therapy long poem

I’m sitting over here and you’re sitting over there, I always know my “allocated” chair, I have to admit I am sceptical though, I do my best to never let it show. I cringe when I remember the things I’ve

A Day With Stranger

A Day With Stranger short poem

A very unusual day I met a stranger, Got down from car and turned around, Walked to me with eyes filled with sigh of relief and pleasure, His lips whispered slowly with comment Thank GOD! I am a stubborn lady

The ‘shortness’ Of A Lil’ While

The ‘shortness’ Of A Lil’ While long poem

When I first got to meet him Soon after you left him I did not know him But something caught my attention. This something grew stronger Every day was revealing A depth that was building The real-ness was superceding. I

Came The Moths

Came The Moths long poem

The moths came in pitch darkness of that night towards the flickering flame of the candle I lit to cry all night to relive, from pain of stings inflicted by thousands of wasps, the yellow banded ones, wild and ferocious, the

Zaahir: The Quest For The Lost Emerald

Zaahir: The Quest For The Lost Emerald long poem

A frisson, a shiver, a sense of calm Settled on his shoulders as he espied The River of Remembrance, ‘twas a balm To his soul, so weary, he cried “I am saved, I am saved from this dark place I

This Little Heart

This Little Heart long poem

Yesterday as I was walking, talking to myself, thinking, pondering, My head was like a carousel! With a song in my head, As I walked past the field of wild fern, the one I daily walk by, I watched these

The Dangerous Paradise

The Dangerous Paradise long poem

A mythical apocalypse about life in Hell This is the crux of the matter, That the sinners will carry the cross of the master. Though it’s wonderful in hell, What has happened to Hell? is it a relaxable place? To

My World

My World short poem

The path I once tread, seems parched, My favorite trees look bare, bereft of dense skin, The flowers on the trees, now just a colorless papery illusion, And the sky a blazing ugly yellow screen. What happened to my world,

Mystery

Mystery short poem

I am in a place in my life Where there is no going back I am an African, a real black And I can only pray That someday I will look back Irrespective of all I lack And just smile

A Simple Old Man With Righteousness Rife

A Simple Old Man With Righteousness Rife sonnet poems

The simple old man cherished self-determination, For he knew how harsh past subjugation had been; He spent his last days ameliorating his city from within, Restoring harmony by easing friction led to his elation; Hark! The baleful bell of belligerence

Needles and Pines

Needles and Pines short poem

Jesus in the devil’s dress- I call you needles and pines…creature of flesh, no flowers, brown eyes or dyed eyes, I rock you into your foundation tonight, no clouds hover in your heart, a binding of mint moss around, your

Some Moments

Some Moments long poem

Rains- smells Of dampness and chill, mother’s crispies, grandma’s tea Of coming home, all wet and cold, little pools flooding the floor Of dosas on the stove, day-darkness, drying clothes, A thunder bolt from the darkened skies, Wet feathers and

Goodbye

Goodbye short poem

He had only one vision now, as he chained himself not to be set free. He was afraid of living. No, he did not want anything from world, or god. He was not him always. Somebody in him was watching.

Sanguine Fervour

Sanguine Fervour prose poem

You’re welcome in! I’ve seen you…. In my dreams, as in life, echoing the velvet onyx abyss of your soulless heart, And sweetly enshrouded with the eternal stench of history’s charm. The doors, portcullis to my chamber, lay stark wide,

To Be Your Cup Of Coffee

To Be Your Cup Of Coffee short poem

How I envy your cup of coffee, Did you ever know that? The way it relieves your stress, The way it soothes your mind, The way you adore its design, The way you think of it all the time.. I

Society And The Mind’s Eye

Society And The Minds Eye short poem

Dusted and faded, yellowed and cracked Yet overflowing with forgotten life, There are a hundred souls eager to reclaim The mind’s eye from an almost nothing. Quavering beneath the invisible ramparts And the omnipresent tower. Cold to idealism, yet basks

In Memorium– Lest We Should Forget

In Memorium   Lest We Should Forget prose poem

Let us all bow , my countrymen In reverence, and gratitude To the memory of those bravehearts Who stood like an iron wall To defend the sanctity of Parliament The all faith shrine of democracy Despite death dancing around In

Even should Lawrence expiate the pity

Even should Lawrence expiate the pity long poem

Even should Lawrence expiate the pity Describe in metaphor as he will the fig and snake None of this is as anything to this Two centuries later exceeding the equal of the take I mean, what goes through your mind

Give Me Some Poison To Live

Give Me Some Poison To Live short poem

Give me, some poison to live, I had been dead for many years. I burn my hands on a flame, blank space has started talking. I am ill at ease – My lips are not moving. The pellets, the bullets,

The Paradoxes

The Paradoxes short poem

Have you ever felt sorrows merging with smiles In a colorful handkerchief… When tears mingle with wrinkles and you laugh aloud waters streaming your eyes? Have you ever seen agonies blending with pleasures In a swanky space … When all

The Bleeding Heart

The Bleeding Heart short poem

The heart that pains is the one that bleeds Its wounds last for a lifetime to be The more it tries to hide its scars It aches more than the pain before Sealing its doors without an entrance The heart

Diary Of The Turkish Child Bride

Diary Of The Turkish Child Bride long poem

The day I put on the glossy red lip colour And a white dress plump as an umbrella A big sigh of relief let out my own mother Glimmered dribbling teardrops in my eyes Saw I smiles around and heard