Restitution Poems

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

Exile

Exile long poem

Those verities of secular graft consent to travel, to banish. Snow departs to light; to adorn with pristine bloom the trees rapt and oozing dramatic spoils for the provident birds, with yawning sloughs and water-snakes churning the dead in hotbeds,

Poems containing references to : Restitution

Soul’s Anguish

Souls Anguish long poem

A labyrinth of red washed walls, my heart’s anguish to soar above the clouds. As I trace my scars I think of rose petals. Is my body still asking for restitution? Have I not yet paid the price? My pain

Arrogance

Arrogance short poem

Arrogance foible among fame, flaw in wealthy, kink in nobles, hamartia among powerful. from thought to action arrogance is evinced, from inner mind to outward appearance arrogance rules in them as king. every day-arrogance- manifest itself variously, talk down trait

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Prisoner

Prisoner short poem

Trapped in a box of vicious cycle, paranoid by his inner guilt, the laughter of darkness is agonizing him. No longer he wants to be alive , fighting his never ending nightmare, he lost his sight of hope, fidgeting to

I Will Recover

I Will Recover ballad

Heart broke down to pieces Leaving behind reminiscence searching for those ashes Which now can be seen !! I just loved you to the moon You left my heart with wound The patch that can’t be covered My heart will

Son And Dad

Son And Dad prose poem

He sat outside on the staircase His eyes gazed towards the streetway ‘Come on in son’ his mother said to him, ‘your dad will be working late tonight’ ‘Well, he kissed my forehead strangely this morning’ the son replied ‘And

To Remember You Is My Destiny

To Remember You Is My Destiny short poem

Every thought that comes to my mind, Instructs my mind to think of you. Every night when slumber make me blind, States my eyes to dream of you. Every drop of blood that flows through my heart, Reminds my heart

Nature Speaks

Nature Speaks short poem

The birds chirping, The lions roaring. The flowers blooming, nature speaks of happiness! The sunlight saying ‘Hi’, The moonlight saying ‘Goodnight’, The coldness of air hugging me tight, nature speaks of love! The waves rising, The clouds crying, Rains won’t

Street View

Street View short poem

Standing at the side of the street, I witness the changes through subsequent visits. A glass tower, built some days back, stands tall, Gobbling away space, around the nearby corner shop, that avoids fall. The corner shop was built few

My Grandpa…

My Grandpa... short poem

A Grandfather means so many things… He gave me the power to become a king He gave me life and a freedom for swing He gave me a gift of Santa and tied a string. A source of strength and

November Third, Seattle

November Third, Seattle short poem

The sun won’t appear today Rising elsewhere it kindles flowers In foreign fields; even inspires A crop of melanoma among The fieldhands. But not here. The grey view south is dotted With electric pinpoints and a single Tall cross dim

Best Mistake Ever Made

Best Mistake Ever Made long poem

Are my words hilarious or do they make you feel delirious, but am so serious although sometimes I act mysterious, I feel you in my soul, tonight raise me like Lazarus, from the dead, and am not being superstitious, tonight

The Eternal Optimist

The Eternal Optimist prose poem

Her silhouette against the sun; while I stare at her perfect contour-lying on the beach tear eyed, Rays of sun-shine in the background; her shadow engulfs me with all its might; she smiles, Promises to return to me- I ado

Love Sonnet 123

Love Sonnet 123 sonnet poems

Looking at remnants of the mirth that fled, This survivor riles at the trysting field Where once lovers bask in the joys they spread, Now forever lost, to forever yield; What with the cold winds blowing crisp and cold, No

Rhetoric Introspection

Rhetoric Introspection short poem

I do not know what to regret anymore… that I cannot reach you through our memories, that an insane song cannot touch your soul, or that you reversed yourself on the other side of Life?!… I watched how spring drained

The Urborn

The Urborn short poem

Let it be, a dawn prayer, dripping with fantasy intercepting the strip-search of soul tempting a mad psyche. The sleeping volcano was going to celebrate, put the sign on. Perfectly shineless hands will raise the banner to donate kidneys, eyes

The Beach

The Beach prose poem

The beach stares at the sea.. But what does he really wait for?.. The waves The sea keeps throwing waves at the beach. The beach loves the waves.. Everytime a new wave arrives,she plays with the beach..titilates his sand particles..

March Towards Victory

March Towards Victory prose poem

Sitting back and gazing at the contingencies, That had their existence owing to a lack of effort, A lack of attitude, a lack of passion, The picture seemed so dark then, so dull, When people had given up all hopes,

Waiting

Waiting short poem

Life alone is a desolate reign, feel no remorse, no fear, no pain. Dark lonely days and endless nights with no chance of living, or more pointless fights. My reasons, pure and simple. A growing need with mouths to feed;

Sands Of Time

Sands Of Time short poem

Here and now is the moment to become the tide and time in life over run in moments we are set as a sand in hand sifting in the wetness of a land crumbling sand As drifting minutes bear no

A New Soul

A New Soul short poem

The skies smiled above, The moon peeped through the cracks, Clouds black than usual, A new life arrival waited, A pain so enormous, She bore it courageously, This life had to survive, This life wasn’t hers anymore, But every ones’

Beautiful Her…

Beautiful Her... long poem

Her alarm goes off beside her, A rough start to a rough day, She pulls on the first clothes she sees, And continues on her way. The women on her sidewalk, Seem to have life all worked out, They don’t

Knock

Knock short poem

Like a long forgotten melody wrapped in the mist of time bringing back all the memories good and bad alike you knocked at my door again and sent me reeling into the past long forgotten long lost, long left why

Kashmir-the Woman

Kashmir the Woman prose poem

Kashmir is the innocent beauty of nature It lifted me above all mire dark and dense. Kashmir is the divine smile It gifted me a peace beyond all of my sense. Kashmir is the sorrow It showed me a combined

Birthday

Birthday short poem

The decline of the Seventh of May My world was forever changed Oh I will always remember that day The world revolved slowly on an axis until you came Now father time will not delay despite my pleas Please remain,

She Belongs To The Sea

She Belongs To The Sea ode

I have learned how to swim how could this be? you warned me if I played with water life is no guarantee you attempted to explain, how every time you swim it feels like life has but opened a new

The Day Of Reckoning

The Day Of Reckoning long poem

Today is the day. The clouds roll away. You hear thunder and the eastern sky splits. An angel of the Lord has come asunder. The angle places one foot on land and one foot on sea. Then declares that time

Tornado Tornado

Tornado Tornado short poem

The buff flaunts his elements in a dissenting voice. Don’t go into the lake. There were no survivors. Stop kissing the moon all night. Clouds were moving away for the coronation of the sun. The windowpane was broken. Somebody has

Sense Of Freedom

Sense  Of Freedom ballad

In the morning, nothing: every trace of him effaced, all the field pure white, its surface glittering, the dawn, glancing from its glaze, oblique, relentless, unadorned. It is the silver jubilee year Of a wedding knot tied On a September

Blush Of Purity

Blush Of Purity short poem

White is so pure and powerful, A blemish on it mars The beauty of its radiance, It is beauty of insignificant’s significance, A Blooming tiny flower, Clouds in sensuous blue sky, Foam bubbles in ripples of enticing ocean, A wild

A glimpse at your beauty

A glimpse at your beauty prose poem

Nothing captivates me Other than your intimidating eyes Like they are meant to hypnotize Sometimes mysterious, sometimes cheerful Sometimes hiding the pain behind the moist Yet perfectly beautiful are your angel eyes. Just as if this wasn’t suffice God blessed

Daddy, Daddy

Daddy, Daddy long poem

Can you really tell me who I am supposed to be? And why? Why must you feel the need to change who I am, will it change who we are, if I were to lose every star that currently lies

New Ground

New Ground short poem

Time is a fish bone in your throat you think it’s clear until you swallow your foot was coming along nicely then you stepped wrong not like when you were twenty you’d ignore it and shake off the pain time

What Makes Me Smile

What Makes Me Smile short poem

What makes me smile Makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside Like being wrapped in blankets awhile On a winter’s evening, with a merry fire beside. It could be a sudden downpour On a blistering day Or an innocuous knock

Listen To The Children

Listen To The Children long poem

The penetrating blast of the social disjunction makes it impossible for young people to function it seems as though grown men and women are playing a game of tug-a-war and we the children are the rope they yearn for our

Made For Each Other

Made For Each Other short poem

We meeting each other by chance signalled the romantic feelings to one other and we realised undoubtedly we were made for each other We are sure to be re born many times We are sure to fall in love each

To Be Or Not To Be

To Be Or Not To Be short poem

It’s nights like these when I feel like an irony living within itself radiating love yet feeling unloved. It’s night like these when I can’t recognize what tomorrow holds or recall what yesterday held. I feel like an insect crawling

The Ignored Child

The Ignored Child long poem

You sweet little fairy, Why are you so angry? Why don’t you speak? Why is your rage on the peak? Why don’t you smile? You want my mobile! You flying butterfly, Why do you cry? Don’t waste these pearls, Like

Memories With Numerous Melodies-

Memories With Numerous Melodies  long poem

Few moments of life spent in your arm. Few seconds of weird thoughts caused no harm Few seasons of prolonged fights And a brief glance of beautiful sights, Are what I shall carry as a memory- A memory with numerous

Brew

Brew short poem

you wouldn’t know them except for their orders gliding like dolls hovering, footless, wearing bright dresses that brush the dusty floor the kind a proud mother would pick out then stand behind their chairs distracted trying to tame their cowlicks.