Remembrances Poems

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

The Lake My Love

The Lake My Love ode

Through the narrow curves, of street, my mind, walked along the evening breeze; I reached Over the banks of a near-by lake, where I Used to sit in my college-days; with sweet Memories of girls, I loved, I remembered, Sitting

Poems containing references to : Remembrances

Daughter

Daughter short poem

Born today on unknown earth I wrapped you up as my own I take you on my lap as precious You’re ignorant child for me You’re God’s gift for me How to make you a woman I think How to

Love Sonnet 176

Love Sonnet 176 sonnet poems

Of sweet moments we make remembrances, Such that by time the love object departs, We will be left to reminisce glances, Of times in which we have indulged our hearts; For hardly last the charm of fleeting things: The hug,

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

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Sunrise

Sunrise short poem

I watch, it shines, golden in its reflections. It rises, bathing all in its splendor. I see it all clearly now. Years of accumulated knowledge. A gift beyond understanding. Days flip over, one after another. Speeding up days seem to

My Soul’s Symphony ..!

My Souls Symphony ..! ode

In the maze of words and tales.. You behold grace .. of a beautiful phrase! Medial of cacophony and melodic sound.. You hold the awe of primodal musical confound ! As dark dusk domes above the temple.. Farthest sound of

Obscurity

Obscurity short poem

Walking through the woods at night Not sure where I’m at The darkness I’m looking into Is overpowering A faint light from the sky Surges shyly through the blackness. But not sufficient for me To see where I am going

Bhakti- A Yoga Of Devotion

Bhakti  A Yoga Of Devotion long poem

How colourful is Bhakti- The yoga of devotion and fidelity It has a blend of various Emotions and relations In the yoga of devotion God can be your parents God can be your friend God can be your lover God

Swallowed by the dark

Swallowed by the dark short poem

Corrupt the desire “to be” has made me so lost my “Querencia” in transit the crack in my soul ( for the light to get in ) has been filled-up with “God knows what” where is my Elysian that I

Dream Of Being In A Trefoil Tunnel

Dream Of Being In A Trefoil Tunnel long poem

A Dream of Being in a Trefoil Tunnel In one out-of-body, space, time and dream, I am a shade swooshing in a trefoil stream- In a tunnel wherein a whoosh up is a glide Round a bend that is a

Divergent Paths

Divergent Paths short poem

Though among the chosen, Judah opted to cross floor, Out of his way Heading to the path of the fallen! In a spectacular way Breaking loose from The tight grip of the fallen, Mary Magdalene braved The ardours track of

When I Am Stranded

When I Am Stranded short poem

When I am stranded, Life’s road seems long, I look for Jesus, my helper He provides friends to encourage, And pray for me, My Saviour helps me giving me Grace to endure And His word to sustain me, Thank you,

Bumblebee

Bumblebee short poem

I wish I was a bumblebee, buzzing around so wild and free. I would yell at everyone I see; Hey you guys look at me. Buzz, buzz, buzz all day long. A stinger the size on my ding-dong. Let some

Pain

Pain short poem

A hurt soul, tortured mind and cold heart an angry spirit, raging flame of pain and thirst to kill a heart breaking, chaotic lover with burning passion a sane killer taking spirits, hearts and souls putting fear in all that

The Reason

The Reason prose poem

When given a deep thought a certain realization hovered over my head. …truly everything happens for a reason, a reason that sometimes may be an unknown illusion, sometimes the things we curse and at times something that overwhelms us to

Change

Change short poem

If you see a change in me It’s not because I want it you see It’s hard to be who I want to be When I’m pushed to the limits you see I’ve had the soul ripped out of me

A Bug Named Jitters

A Bug Named Jitters long poem

Once upon a rug, Crawled an antsy bug. This critter was in a dither. He had a bud named Doug, Who called him Jitters. Doug was a go-getter, While Jitters was a quitter. This bug did not love To act

Words

Words short poem

Do words inspire When spoken in the soft shadows, Of the veiled darkness? Are the lips that utter, The Holy Grail to wholesomeness. When shredded or shrouded In somnolence, Are words, then, A solace? Does silence amplify thoughts? And words,

Predatory

Predatory short poem

Surge of rage in domes of violence skins the history, becomes a frozen embryo of genetic markers, shimmers in society, race and native shirts. Enters into the creation of a saga accomplished by advancing poppies; there was no connection to

A Drunken Sonnet

A Drunken Sonnet sonnet poems

When in my lowest stock of wine and praise, I just content myself with this cheap beer And wish in some hotel I with my raise, In yuletide, enjoying a good cheer; But most I get from work that I

Someday

Someday short poem

someday I won’t be there, to catch you when you fall someday I won’t be there to answer your phone call I won’t be close enough to hold you,when you need me to to make you feel happy, when you

Anchorage

Anchorage short poem

I do not want to take you, either the road ahead, or lovely gyrations on low stage of voicelessness. The swoop of eagle on a little bundle, of chromatic fever: was it unbirdy? The tree of death grows taller than

Love anecdote

Love anecdote short poem

Wisest of the wise always quote Poison for the poison is anecdote Hatred and contempt is to float From one boat to another boat At times a mote takes us- remote This is how humans promote Vices on the chest

The Music Never Stops

The Music Never Stops prose poem

Love stands in the corner at a party it might not have been invited to. Waiting for a boy who is too shy to say that it isn’t the drink he ordered. Or for a girl who is trying her

Agony

Agony short poem

Your presence to us is a predicament So heartless, merciless, egoist and selfish You never care about our feelings You never respect us, but all you care is how much you will manipulate your powers What a distress creature! Your

Terracotta

Terracotta short poem

With fractured hands I lit a pyre of small nudes with pink globes. A moon bleaches me white in a long night. A reprieve was needed from the scorching sun opening a jinx of a metaphor. The poems will take

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

Life as an Old Man’s Déjà Vu

Life as an Old Man’s Déjà Vu short poem

It feels like in some place Else, I’ve been here – now, then And before! I seem to embrace A life of times I know not when; The fall of this evening’s sunset Ripens red recesses in the head; I

Beyond

Beyond short poem

Have you ever been on the brink of madness, one step away from losing your mind? Have you ever been so close to chaos, things that made sense got left behind? Don’t look up to him for answers. question the

Future Signs

Future Signs short poem

arriving to shun that wolf on your blood’s trail, you comb through rubble, tormented: ………………………………………………………………………………………………………… glimpse of fear, fixated at otherness of yellow sin, threatened, panic white, suicide note; now you have come out from your tremors stillborn, sine die

Vanity of life

Vanity of life short poem

The beautiful things of today tomorrow become out-dated. A porsche building in the sixties is now numbered with the shanties. The most recent and unspotted models of choice vehicles may soon be phased out from our cities. Fashions and styles

He Dwells In Her Prison

He Dwells In Her Prison short poem

With a sense of certainty, He looked around, To No one but to himself, as she waited for his response, he said, “Your mind is a prison.” For him, it was the best. It was much better than roaming around

Ghost Of Light House

Ghost Of Light House short poem

I am a nomad of thousand unsettled dreams. a leaning tower of tortoises approaching to my shore to lay their eggs of pain and prickles. a seagull fetched her paranoiac food from my bleeding liver . let me sleep on

I Miss You

I Miss You short poem

I miss you And I look for you among everyone I meet Someone’s smile reminds me of you Someone else’s laughter I hear your voice in someone I feel your scent elsewhere Everyone I meet reminds me of you And

A Riddle Wrapped In An Enigma

A Riddle Wrapped In An Enigma sonnet poems

He did not fathom my words; Or that ensnaring wasn’t meant for birds. I was at my wits end; But his stiff-necked tenacity refused to bend. What’s sauce for the goose wasn’t sauce for the gander; I lacked the candour

Dream Girl

Dream Girl short poem

  Her sparkling Eyes forced me to continue to Live which otherwise I never wanted to Even the sea appears to be thirsty enough to drink the nectar of her beauty Who ever has drawn her sketch has done so

Emily

Emily short poem

Emily was a recluse a quiet introvert she sat alone penning poems wrought with pain and hurt a lady great I do relate I too crave solitude though in her verse she did not curse and mine sometimes are crude

I Am A Blade Of Grass

I Am A Blade Of Grass short poem

I am a blade of grass, Green from inside out, I am a small fragile life. The relentless scorching sun sucks every bit of life from me, The rains drench me from root to leaf; The wild animals crush me

Inara And Drall

Inara And Drall long poem

Once upon a time in a land far away, Lived a little girl who was scared of the day, As evening glow faded she came out at night, Dancing and singing amidst the moonlight. Her name was Inara for she