Restoration Poems

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

The Garden

The Garden prose poem

Just before I went strolling through Eden in the early morning dew, The owner of a most beautiful garden gave me a list of things to do First on the list were all types of animals that I was suppose

The Widow

The Widow prose poem

Dawn did arrive and brought soft light across a sand-filled shore, but no one knew the sadness that the widow there did bore. The young new widow with bare feet and loneliness at heart, walked slowly down the sandy beach

Poems containing references to : Restoration

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

Bucket List

Bucket List short poem

I seen it in a movie once, the person made a list, All the the things he wants to do and all the things he missed, It really got me thinking what my list would be, I wondered what hope

Uncle Grim

Uncle Grim short poem

Interesting. I see you have arrived. Amnesty! You say? Misinterpretation, you claim? This is no mistake, my new dear friend Hell is upon you and is about to end Ever wonder why, you here were sent? Clearly, you have not

Ebola, the African Plague

Ebola, the African Plague long poem

It is not every tear that glitters, Neither is every curse tied to positive tides, But it is only the positive tides that glitter. It is not every damnation that flees, It is not every succumbing dream that prevails, Neither,

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Life

Life short poem

Life is a mixture of laughter and sorrows, Sometimes it shrinks and it grows, Sometimes it brings happiness and sometimes tears, But at the end it makes you free from fears. Life will give you reasons to smile, Or it

What Am I?

What Am I? short poem

Standing in the calm after the chaos, I could still hear the echo, And I knew not what to do with myself, Starring at a loss, Of what I did not know, I thought- How deep should I delve? I

Poetry And Poet

Poetry And Poet prose poem

Poetry is not an intelligent Arrangement of words or rhymes But an articulation of heart An articulation of emotion An articulation of the subtle feelings That can never be expressed by a prose Poetry is associated with more heart Than

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

Dedication

Dedication short poem

He stands so tall, and shining bright We marvel at the sight Of one who teaches, sound and true. Who longs for love for me and you From God. Who else could give this gift? This feeling that will surely

A Strange Relation

A Strange Relation short poem

It’s a strange relation that we share, Strangest of them, but we dare To look at each other in the eyes And tell our hearts all those lies. But we have no promises to keep, No selfish meanings to reap.

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 Beauty Of A Letter.

The Beauty Of A Letter. short poem

In the art of letter writing, is a hand that writes it, pouring out the heart, through a sea of beautiful feelings, surrendering the soul. It is like an intricately woven lace of intense emotions, across the flowery page, that

Glorified Discreetly

Glorified Discreetly short poem

Living on margin he was deceived again. A grasshopper was perched on door shedding green pigment. Granary was empty and he was, worried about the health of nation. Glare and splendor always hurt his eyes. In the name of prosperity,

Brick

Brick short poem

To build a wall Of a broken heart By an empathy hope To make a home In a world To live in together With freedom of rooms If it is needed Giving a space For unity in diversity When humanity

Once In A While

Once In A While short poem

It’s good to leave your comfort zone Once or more in a while And travel to unknown lands To have a feel of life out there. It’s awesome visiting new places Meeting people of varied cultures Hear queer, unfamiliar languages

For The Marble Rocks I Sing

For The Marble Rocks I Sing ode

A Majestic stretch of marble lambasted the sky above, While the river Narmada revered and whirled flow below A sight so lovely beholding overpowers mind and soul For this mighty sandstone wonder many ages old Where Nature’s artisan carved lofty

The Quit

The Quit long poem

‘Twas the month before Christmas, I was feeling quite pleased 16 days since I smoked, 16 days since I wheezed The ashtrays were stashed, my lighter long gone The cravings more tolerable, not nearly as strong I reminded myself. “don’t

Down

Down long poem

Twilight town A black gown Gray eyes with a blue sky but a slight frown Brown hair. Greasy as if colored by a crayon The crown fell down. It can’t be found. A loss of hope A tree with a

Storming Out During Blackberry Season

Storming Out During Blackberry Season long poem

somewhere out on the island after a bitter flight one of those roads where they let the timber stand stuck to the blind undulations in the landscape peaks and troughs more or less permanent just an empty place for wildlife

Dreams- A Living Transformation

Dreams  A Living Transformation prose poem

When the night was full of terrors, As a child what you had encountered in your sleep with the demons or devils, Or the beautifully adorned prince or princesses, The superheroes and the fantasies and yet some more- “Dreams” ,

Hail Motherland-Vande Matram !

Hail Motherland Vande Matram ! short poem

” The ancient sages solicited from Almighty to be born again ‘here’, The Buddha got ‘Buddhahood’ Only in serene landscape of ‘here’, The ‘world-conqueror’ ‘for all the world’ Returned as ‘Self-conqueror’ only from ‘here’, Many ‘Sufis’ find their ‘Khanqah’ Seeking

M E N

M E N short poem

I haven’t had a quiet life In-fact it’s been quite busy When I think back to how it was It sends me kinda dizzy I have had a lot of men Of which I can recall I could name most

What Says Echo?

What Says Echo? prose poem

(1) What echo says in his revert? It says, I have no dwelling; not at furrowed paths or nooks or crooks, not at mountain peaks or in shadow vales, not at bottoms of pets, not in mouse-holes, or in cloaks

The way

The way prose poem

The wind rushes through the fields I am but an object that sees and feels The landscape changes as weather does the deals I want to sail on clouds that blow by like Catherine wheels The light across the long

Suck Nectar From Petals Of My Red Lips

Suck Nectar From Petals Of My Red Lips short poem

My steamy and red lips are craving for your hot kiss you kiss them with warm breathe and let them land on my lips where colorful horizon exists you kiss them very softly very gently Like a crazy and mad

The Mermaid Loves The Love

The Mermaid Loves The Love long poem

A dawn is approaching, an aurora is smiling, The morning star on the blue stage, With her wet eyes, drops tears that are boiling, But the dew earth gets is free of her rage, Her soul is happy but the

Mutation

Mutation long poem

In the womb of a test tube the male conjugates with the female, to germinate the genesis of a genus In a petri dish under the optics of a microscope a genetic engineer denudes and rapes the genus with a

Xenophobia

Xenophobia short poem

Each city is a hyperbole there is no homogeneity, it is not the sum of its parts or a royal being surround by courtiers, rather a convention, a name and usually not the name it began with a viral negotiation

Time Flies

Time Flies long poem

Time flies, gentlemen I know! Those days of pleasure and satisfaction Those moments of mischief and appreciation Those times of puberty and perseverance All those hours have gone But remain in the mind, to be remembered tomorrow. Those days of

Untitled

Untitled short poem

My aura shining around me enlightened by what’s inside me A diamond who needed polished got it, my eyes unblinded Thoughts and acts realignment dark nights I was found in Cages I was confined in but wisdom help me survive

Ancient Love Story

Ancient Love Story prose poem

At a liquid time flowing between two visions, Before we imprisoned our breaths inside cages of a calendar, Before bird feathers fell down into inkwells, Before we covered our dead with an elegy and a confusion written on papyrus leaves

The Smoke He Left Behind

The Smoke He Left Behind short poem

Running, sown with tears of betrayal, a young woman fell helplessly across the tree which lay in the pathway she slowly pushed herself to sit up and to use her sleeve to dry her tears. why did I ever choose

Who Am I ?

Who Am I ? short poem

When I look into the mirror I see an unknown person There ain’t a gleeful smile Happiness evades him for a while The eyes were happy sometime ago A different person I used to know A satiated soul, was on

The Reason

The Reason short poem

The conflicts that run within are the reason you weren’t in, the mess that I make is the reason I could not take the breath I couldn’t catch is the reason to why you were so attached last night,the truth

Red, gold and green

Red, gold and green short poem

Big red light won’t you turn green for me please? You burn high up, oh don’t you pity these knees? I have a girl waiting across your tall stance Just a little further beyond your angry glance. Dear old policeman,

The Gifted And The Cursed

The Gifted And The Cursed short poem

If I starve you eat If I pour you drink If I am naked you are warm If I am hurt you are safe If I cry you smile If I am honored you are blessed If I am wounded

Is This The End Of Evolution ?

Is This The End Of Evolution ? short poem

Modern human took billion of years to evolve The Homo Sapiens that we are called We were the last of apes standing would we be standing for long We took pride in inventions We took pride in our artificial creations

Love

Love short poem

Black is strong Black is pure Black believes Black portraits her beauty love by all Black she is she was the one that said wasn’t it love, you said changes a man’s state send him yearning weeping yet laughin’ wasn’t