Residence Poems

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

Package From Beyond The Walls Of This City

Package From Beyond The Walls Of This City long poem

As I walked back to my house, i heard a stranger that passed me by mumbling numbly to himself about why a sidewalk will never unfold itself near the end of a routine and then become a fretwork of shadows.

Poems containing references to : Residence

Declaration of love

Declaration of love short poem

It’s no secret, The love you had for me. Go ahead admit it! I need to hear it, I’ll forget, But in this moment, I wish for you to say it. Had a couple of rough years, latest challenge, I’m

Unknown Depth

Unknown Depth long poem

Searing in sunlight and dense in humid breath that uncomfortable nether-ground we ancesterally dashed across to escape the swift and sharp toothed now is a show of umbrellas and baking skin joy of wading into the delicious cool feeling sand

The Imp And The Fairy Princess

The Imp And The Fairy Princess long poem

There once was an imp whose appearance was vain, his behavior was foolish, even his speech and imposing mannerisms were maimed! From those eastern cannibalistic lands afar he and his kind had once been blessed, indentured to serve the superlative

Birthday Fire

Birthday Fire short poem

My daughter’s face appearing in charcoal, her sunshine smile bursting from the black. Creativity soothes me like a drug, anticipating the heartfelt thanks I do not deserve. I will seem special, a façade, a falsehood, a temporary reprieve. The heightened

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A Die Hard Mission

A Die Hard Mission short poem

A man with an ambition Is on a die hard mission. One man with a vision Can accomplish any mission. Go on a mission After each and every vision. Fulfill your missions WITHOUT ANY INHIBITIONS. Ask for a commission After

Another Creation *

Another Creation * short poem

Detaches, a part of me. To find some space. Time cracks a dark matter with unknown speed, colliding to release the invisible. Chilled particles land on distant psyche. I will give you blue rains. It hurts when I think between

A Ray Of Sunshine

A Ray Of Sunshine long poem

A ray of golden sunshine reaching in through my kitchen window. As I sit at my handmade round oak table in the pre dawn. Reminiscing. I sense a warm touch on the back of my left hand. Opening my eyes,

For My Dying Rose

For My Dying Rose short poem

For My Dying Rose To Be , Water Contaminates, So You Won’t Grow Too See The Wonders Of What You Were Going To Be Are No Longer , Must I Hang My Head Low Like That Of Your Demise Or

Falsehood

Falsehood short poem

In one’s life journey People that comes are many. No one is that which stays with thee Even shadows leave at the light’s scream. Everyone’s under a fictitious cloud Intriguing fancies speak aloud Death awarded at trust’s expense ‘Cause falsehood

Enchanted Moon

Enchanted Moon short poem

Splendor of the moon, Rising from the horizon, Makes me surrender, To its magnificence. The enchanted moonbeams, Entice the waves, Kissing the seashore, Form ripples in water. Tides of love swell the waves, The moonlight spreading across, Illusions of a

Here I’m An Alien

Here Im An Alien short poem

The box clatters with every sway of the automobile, My tummy feels like metals crushing together, freezing my teeth, The glasses shaking nonstop, feels like hell, Everywhere we step is a death trap, dodging several holes, The chauffeur, all red

Shall We

Shall We short poem

When we stepped into this supreme air Just to feel each other’s touch and see Down into my eyes you made darkness so fair With your young springs old passionate tree Those moving streams with a priestlike task And your

Fly Away

Fly Away long poem

Sometimes my mind flies away, leaving my body behind. I look around the room, I’m so confused. Who are these people? Why am I here? It’s a bit too late, because they can’t relate. What’s happening to me? Why do

Poison

Poison short poem

Give me a cup laced with poison, little cobra’s kiss graveyard……………. she is sleeping under the tree……. remembering the days of togetherness, kisses deep with a candle, unending……………… desire me, trap me…….surround me let me face my destiny…. cannot escape as

Can I?

Can I? short poem

Can I be, a seed that is left in the wild? Probably to sprout or just be as it is And not sprout. Can I be, a dewdrop on a wild flower? Left to be drunk by a bee or

The Fateful Voyage

The Fateful Voyage long poem

I was a teen at that time. The man was from my town; Had gone to the sea forty times; Was almost dead when found, And didn’t live longer than a day. Don’t know what happened that night. But, it

Be Brave

Be Brave long poem

Rain shattering, sunlight beaming capturing loneliness, wonders in the sea of tender love Close your eyes and think about the quiet moment and the quiet years. Pray for forgiveness Pray for strength, pray for love Pray for courage Awaken desire

We Are The Nothing

We Are The Nothing short poem

We are the others, the never wills, the nothingness of death. We are nothing, you are less; spineless, useless, worthless, blessed. Burn it to the ground and ground it down; I love falling apart in your arms. Everyone is going

Gaze

Gaze short poem

The morning sun lay bare its annoyance, Somewhere behind the ponderous smearing of clouds, While I took refuge under a thatched abandonment, To the surprise of some relieved onlooking crowd. When light couldn’t befit to restore contrast Between dawn and

Aura

Aura long poem

Written by: Mario Vitale Shades of pine grafted in again resign Shattered pine in elm certain grove alone My meadow had a thorn certain credit The factual harm of its heartless swarm Featured within in the created design with pine

The Winner And The Loser

The Winner And The Loser short poem

The winner and the loser Those who cheat with love to always win and make a slave of the loser Sooner or later lose everything in a bet and never again will be a player And the loser is always

Feathers To Spare

Feathers To Spare elegy

Like a moth to a burning flame, I keep getting burnt One feather at a time. I wonder how many more I can burn. Ask me my favourite colour And I’ll tell you It’s the colour of cinder just before

Life

Life short poem

Like a sunrise Like a sunset Life is just an imagination We live the moment We remember the good ones, We try forgetting the sad ones As life begins, in the memories of others We die as the memories fade

Winter

Winter short poem

Winter, winter! come and go- we are tired of the snow! we are tired of the cold, of the silver instead of gold! we are tired of snowflakes, of what it brings them and of what it takes! we are

The First Encounter

The First Encounter short poem

On a chill dewy morning When thin fragments of mist Kidnapped the sun….and Its rays struggled to peep into this world …they saw… Our eyes playing hide and seek… By the river side … You peeped into my heart… And

The Time Is 10.23 Pm

The Time Is 10.23 Pm long poem

The time is 10.23 pm The time is 10.23 pm; I thought I would tell you the time. I realise you will want to have this time again, But there simply is not the time. I do not have an

Reality Of A Poet

Reality Of A Poet long poem

With full zoom to start day afresh I occupied my revolving chair in front of the computer screen and switched on the Internet to begin yet another day of oozing out random thoughts that have accumulated in my mind over

Solitary Love

Solitary Love prose poem

I’ll love you completely. Not only with words. Or as my second or third. But a priceless jewel. You’ll be my only girl. I’ll keep my promise, ‘n I’ll show the world. You were all I wanted. My perfect woman.

Memento Mori

Memento Mori long poem

Here rests an anonymous Memory, In the pall of shadows of a wintery night, Half-cold and slither Lone keys jingled in my jacket pocket, And black caps to disguise my fear streaked silhouette, In the pall of shadows of a

To Be Me

To Be Me short poem

I stood in the sea and watched it wash over me I felt very clean and wet as a wet man could be I sat on the beach and it was warm in the sun shining on me I went

Fountain

Fountain short poem

Revolting inwardly the fountain chokes. New year amputates the fingers of a whole man. History repeats a parallel. He sets the house on fire. Sky withdraws the light till the queen of darkness sleeps before the future unfolds. Smell of

The Good Fight

The Good Fight short poem

Into the bowels of my being I go, searching for who I am. Far out into the
 Universe
 I search, as far
 as the eye can see. So many questions
 I have, but true answers
 a rare commodity. Frustrations mount,

Crazy…right?

Crazy...right? ballad

that time pain called all to seldom all to strange in seasons, reasons of our vain rain seemed as insane. do not ring my dreams while I sleep why step lightly you may awaken nightmares as I stalk time, my

Dreamers Dream

Dreamers Dream elegy

Dreamers differ in dream they dream, From heart to eyes they speak of dreams, Dreams of love, words and strings they dream. A little boy dreams of bright sky, To see his dreams flying high like kites, A dreamer dreams

My Only Answer

My Only Answer short poem

The goddess of poem is calling me I take a pencil and some papers I make up my hair with the flowers of words and I wear the necklace of rhymes my hands are shaiking and my heart is beating

Walking Through The Sea

Walking Through The Sea short poem

When the antagonist speaks with oozing vileness, the glib atrocity is hard to grip. The obvious monstrousness lays unhidden and he walks through the hellish waters walks through a malicious sea. Gravitates towards the unfathomable depth, succumbs to the irresistible

Because I Am Addicted To You

Because I Am Addicted To You prose poem

Long ago When you mesmerized me by your delightful breathtaking figure I realized first time how close I was to scenic beauty I was infatuated with you by intoxicating smell of your body You would always carry mellowness in your

From Front

From Front short poem

It burrows deeper in the covert recess of pain, shunning violence of light: the epicenter of Armageddon, giving collective death to providence in a proxy war. The collasal gossip rests on the river of ashes, deflects the incredible starved children