Revolt Poems

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

Revolt Of A Sutra

Revolt Of A Sutra short poem

Spooked by a two headed snake, a double of a living person squirms. A moral crisis comes out of a cage. The private space is violated and bloodbath of robins start- to understand the unrest. Antimatter will keep the mystery

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Roar!

Roar! long poem

Dear O dear! How you have not sunk your fangs Deep into the steely arms of the tyrant – he laughs at you! How your teeth have eroded and are now blunt and brittle – They can barely crush bones

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Abhorrence

Abhorrence prose poem

The room was dark, creepy, full of dirt, in which I sat with absolutely no mirth. The door creaked open, and in he came, with a flame in his eyes, a flame not of love, but a flame that I

Life Sans Light

Life Sans Light short poem

Life sans light They are sitting in a remote dark room to relax without switching on light. For they want a real light that brings peace and solace in their laborious humdrum life. They toil from dawn to dusk without

Past failure’s dine.

Past failures dine. prose poem

When things happen the way we do not want them to, especially when we have alternative ways for a better result, a few of us tend to go against the present time with our own ideology. A few stand up

Golden Valley

Golden Valley short poem

Blackened silence was holding the reflectivity, reality was on the run. Exile was complete. Dark secrets, standing on head remained buried in your chest absorbing all colors of sun. A night remembers the friends who went over the hills one

I Fell Random

I Fell Random short poem

I am a freak sitting by a creek, listening to the meek plan a revolt. We are weak, we will sink, and we will drink what we are told. Peel back illusion, reel in confusion, do not accept manipulated intrusion.

Tsunami – A Catastrophe Stroy

Tsunami   A Catastrophe Stroy short poem

The sea so calm, beautiful and bright, Ah! So bondy lovely sight! The assuage wave lashing on the shores, Fishermen eject on their daily chores, But who knew that such a morn would come When the sea would become an

Anchored Briefly

Anchored Briefly short poem

While melting-down he was going to cheat the death. So be it, bribing the inevitable. In search of me, you and self, life was coming to an end. Standing on sharp edge he wanted to go back to beginning of

Why

Why short poem

For a messenger of lies I lay down the script. A kick starts the game. I am the only visitor to the gallery. Kamasutra suicide displayed was a way of expression of a revolt against honour killing of your own

A Peep Within

A Peep Within short poem

I woke up clutching the dreams in deluge of tears. Night had a brackish taste, the other side of moon was dark. One by one the stars were dying ideas were no longer candles in gale. The final thought of

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Artist

Artist short poem

I eke out, darling, I eke out I am ill and poor as you are On the gold and under the membrane You took everything, the angel and the devil There are things, Things I hide from my friends Things

Red Hot Lover

Red Hot Lover long poem

Oh only in my wildest dreams Did I ever dream of someone as Hot as you, only in my dreams has Anyone ever made me so wet and Feel so damn good, little did I know Yesterday the dream would

The Other Side Of The Coin

The Other Side Of The Coin short poem

It’s a toss, head or tail but you never know, She shows the head and buries the tail but still you can’t tell, She seems right but what of her other side? Who is there to share the other side

A New Day

A New Day short poem

Did you see the sun this morning As it slowly woke up the sleepy sky? Did you hear the birds sweet serenade As they quickly flutter by? Did you feel the cool kisses of the breeze On it’s was to

Burning star

Burning star short poem

I am the burning star the beacon you have been looking for I will show you the way, every day and I will never complain just burn all day, every day give away my light so that you can see

Ford’s Theater, April 15th, 1865,

Fords Theater, April 15th, 1865, ode

Petersen House, Washington, D.C. (i admit to own a passion for the Civil War in general, and the life and death of the sixteenth president in particular). between a hard spot of whiskey and draughts of arrack nonetheless (without doubt),

Poet

Poet prose poem

I’ve fallen in love with the poet In all its dimensions rippling across the pool of time, incarnate in its everything the rosy cheeked and wet lipped girl rattling existential verse over the clamor of a twelve car train, barreling

The Land of Livelihood

The Land of Livelihood short poem

It is dancing on waves, Like my mind of thoughts, For survival, Let me reach, At thy beautiful land, Nolhivaram, my land of Livelihood. Thy son, a skylark of Maldivian atolls, Never in touch of earth. Praying thee always, Making

Testimony Of The Broken

Testimony Of The Broken long poem

When we’re born, we’re born into darkness. Only seeking earthly desires, seeking to be fulfilled by temporary things. But then, You began that walk of life with me. Everywhere I looked with my young eyes, You were always there right

Deep Down

Deep Down short poem

I don’t know how it would be Down there deep inside a womb. Probably dark, probably warm, Probably wet There amidst all the hustle and bustle A ball, consisting of water and flesh Starts to grow Unknown, Unnoticed, Unaware Swimming

Kleptomania Fingers

Kleptomania Fingers long poem

They sit on high chairs Where they wear most expensive clothes Their shoes were pointed and shining They speak like parrots and walk like peacocks They made promises which they will never fulfil They live in a hell of paradise

Fidelity

Fidelity short poem

It sneaks up from behind, Distance closes in, Like an unseeing hand I know where I have been Tangled hair and ash Salty sweet night and day Dusty journeys and wind I know where I lay This misty space fills

Gate Keepers Of The Land Of The Free

Gate Keepers Of The Land Of The Free long poem

 From what I have seen America is a well-oiled machine  Our military Always ready to fight Together with so much might Leaving their homes night after night Saying goodbye believing it’s not your last sight Living in a whole With rations and

An Alternate Day

An Alternate Day prose poem

The flower blossoms, the raindrops touch the petals, rainbow hugs the sky, wind blows in rhythm, the divine souls dance on the earth, the sky claps at all…. when the ice of sentiments melts in between me and you you

You, My Angel!

You, My Angel! short poem

“Don’t whisper something in my ear, So sweet your voice be, that I’ll collapse, Together we be, just you and I, till eternity, No worry, no care about the time lapse. Don’t you appear in the bowl of my eye,

To A Trojan Horse

To A Trojan Horse long poem

Adieu the happy year, Run, run the Trojan horse Towards the servile marriage bed With all inglorious splendor. The deadly weeds of unhappy moments If ever entice you as dew fresh grass, If the supposed Helen with supposed charms Riding

Bougainvillea

Bougainvillea prose poem

A cascade of vibrant pink Flowing through thorny boughs Not just a vine, not just a bush But a perfect treat for the eyes Blossoming freely round the year As a real all-time pleasure Be it the scorching summer blaze

Dawn Breaks

Dawn Breaks short poem

When the dawn does break, The earth it is asleep, The sun stretches its shadows, Along empty streets they creep. The tweeting of the birds, The shrill sound of their song, The twittering and the chattering, They talk the whole

Longing

Longing short poem

I ask you to bring many things When you plan to visit me I search for those expectantly Forgetting the speech of your eyes And miss your presence The glowing rainbows and the blue sky You created in my room

Goblins

Goblins short poem

Goblins have lived in our trees for years They have green eyes, and great big ears They come out on a summer night And swing from the branches in the pale moonlight They walk in the trees, and talk goblin

In The Zone

In The Zone short poem

whispers… through the dark deranged portals you evoke fear filled with angelic fervor on it’s textual base yet we dig much deep then ever before cries in the dark will light the spark of what we need to know still

On My Death

On My Death short poem

When I die, Bury me in those pages, Which failed to become My identity, my stages. Let me lie close To those verses, Those prose, Which never truly dealt With the emotions I felt. In my death Let me be

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

Stevie B

Stevie B long poem

Although those many years have passed Having every bit of reason to grasp The true message in his songs Seen him twice in Hartford, Ct That brother made a dent in my true memory as a young G Spring love

Lists

Lists short poem

Lists of listlessness Lay piled Along with linen Waiting to be washed, dried and ironed. And I just did. Found my list clean And crisp without creases Just plain white paper For my scribbled squiggly dreams painted in varied hues.

Sonnet Ten

Sonnet Ten sonnet poems

What is the gain to have a humble maid As a dweller of this heart adventurous? That every moment fondly craves to raid Untrodden meadows of her mind and trespass. The meagre passion, say I thee, then bores The lovers’

Listening And Loving

Listening And Loving short poem

As you ponder what I think, ask me if you dare Pause and come to me, and see that I really do care Many think that I am a mystery; others stand and stare Those who heartily believe, and love

I Love You

I Love You short poem

I wonder what I can do To tell you how much I want you To let you know how important you are to me If I could dance for the empress And mingle with the beauty pageants Just to tell

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

Love Sonnet 44

Love Sonnet 44 sonnet poems

Breathes there my love, lovely as nymph of sea, Her cheeks rosy as skies of Summer morn, While sunsets glow as long as dusk would stay, She would radiate, long after stars are born; When nights are overcast, devoid of