Richness Poems

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

A Small Time

A Small Time prose poem

When I was a little boy, I used to run up to the end of the earthen road and run back homeward; in my hand an open-lipped astonished fig berry, a few apricot stones and some body-scars. At those days,

Poems containing references to : Richness

Flow

Flow prose poem

… those nights, clear nights when I’m afraid that I’ll cut my flight on the brightest star and the wings of my thoughts will be burned on the pyre of forgetfulness of self before reaching the union of end with

Shared Heaven

Shared Heaven short poem

For the dream slaves the incense has become a moon for the alchemic effect of tear’s stain in erotic war. Ask a mooner, will he bring her to bed for a song to measure the cantus between flight of strings

A Simple Guy

A Simple Guy short poem

I love being simple. Being simple is not a choice. A choice is totally yours. I love a simple woman. A simple woman that can make me smile. Her smile that captures my heart and mind. I will not like

Rich And Poor

Rich And Poor short poem

Penniless, I get up in the morning having eight hours of sound sleep feeling fresh and happy. don’t you feel I am rich in spite of being Poor ? Milliner, I get disturbed sleep the whole night and get up

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Pantheon

Pantheon short poem

After the moon it was an unkempt night. I wanted to kill the narrative and recast the frozen history. A dirt road leads to a new trajectory now, splattered with blood. A double tongued thought brings the ire of screaming

My Girl Chrysalis

My Girl Chrysalis short poem

She had just reached puberty, her name was Chrysalis, her hair was golden, a flower blowing in the wind, her tiny figure never slowed her down, always adventurous, with a laugh that brought forth a smile, that was her one

Never Give Up The Gift, Life

Never Give Up The Gift, Life long poem

Listen, listen to my beating heart It has learnt the expression art Hear, hear my bold manly voice It has learnt the speech to rejoice Look, look at my confident eyes They have learnt adjustment to rise Yes I have

Stones In Crypt

Stones In Crypt short poem

It was midnight moon cruising in the bedroom. I step aside in the depressed window, watch the overwhelming spillover. I listen, then do not listen to alien voices of bipolar beings, speaking Aryan, artfully in cryptic signs crunching the bones.

Mother And Child

Mother And Child prose poem

The deafening cry of the infant and the tiring but resounding smile of the mother herald the arrival of the little cradle to this mystical world of umpteen wonder The creaking sound of the child’s crying,suddenly and abruptly ending, with

Night

Night long poem

When I lay my head down to sleep, I can feel your loneliness calling me; can you feel my pain calling to you? The emotional mess of what I’ve become, seemingly unaware drifting along in your own world of perfect

Listening To The Sea

Listening To The Sea short poem

Rains have made me wet by now Turning dark as the sky reflects Every droplet I take within myself Thirsty of love and oneness When will mankind awaken Not to separate me by boundaries Labeling me and identifying me For

Destruction Of My Heart

Destruction Of My Heart long poem

I sometimes feel that there aren’t enough words to describe what I feel for you as if I need to create meanings for new words so I am able to do justice to what I say to you how I

A ‘Not-So-Pleasant’ Love Song!

A Not So Pleasant Love Song! short poem

Being in love is a funny term An uncomfortable, constant squirm. Life, longing, touch and pain Everything at once, goes in vain You can’t see this, you won’t do that And all of a sudden, what are you looking at?

He comes…

He comes... short poem

He comes in like a buccaneer, tip toed Into her life, conquering her dreams Adding his own sweet hues and mystifying music To her silence, deadly and intrepid She wonders how each thought of his Gives her joy and brings

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

Queen Ii

Queen Ii short poem

Between the highs and lows experienced day to day. You are worth more than your weight in gold. This you should take pride in, The kindness, understanding, and strength that keeps your head elevated. A way to the truth is

Inertia

Inertia prose poem

She stood in the fading sunlight The leaves murmured ,the birds hopped, The marshy land washed her smell The passing wind blew away her tail. She stood in the fading sunlight Awaken by her thoughts ,now and then, She stole

The Solitary Moon

The Solitary Moon long poem

Away up in sky Shining so high She sat all alone On her royal throne Among the stars Like lighted cigars In uncanny solitude Mocking an attitude Glowing down on earth With a smile a gallon worth Guiding those who

Wake Up Sweet Heart

Wake Up Sweet Heart ode

Clad in blue From top to bottom, Sat beside you, Her long drizzling hairs, On your Face, Her lips near to yours, Slowly and subtly says, Wake up Sweet heart. Wake up sweet heart, For the day has come, And

A Sojourn Solitary Traveller

A Sojourn Solitary Traveller short poem

Again, he embarks on this journey, A journey without destination With a slight change; This time, it is alone A sojourn solitary traveller Traversing through the trivialities of life Filled with passion Searching for a quest, A bit of compassion,

A Slaughter House

A Slaughter House short poem

This poem is dedicated to the twenty one Egyptian martyrs who were kidnapped by the (ISIS) in Libya and slaughtered in cold blood. Their mothers were waiting , their families were crying their souls were sighing they were worried about

You Are An Angel Nadia Jamil

You Are An Angel Nadia Jamil short poem

You are a stunning angel in a big bad world of doom-mongers. For all those that want much needed affection, you are always near You walk through hopelessness with your infectious smile While making all those around you, feel cheerful

Moments, Memories And Messages.

Moments, Memories And Messages. short poem

Let’s talk about all that has been unsaid. Shenanigans. Let’s walk to the beyond. I do not want to cross the wall. I just need to see what lies beyond. Are you scared? Your pupils have diluted. And I can

The Decision

The Decision long poem

Standing at the top as she is about to drop People staring the street lights blaring but All I see is red as I look back in dread To the life that I’m leaving my heart is bleeding I have

Tomorrow, Tonight

Tomorrow, Tonight short poem

Tomorrow will the sun shine bright Its warm finger-like breath streaming through my windows Awakening into song birds nestled ‘neath the rafters Tonight will the moon glow as before Sharing its beauty and radiance A shy princess amidst starry glittering

Ziplocked

Ziplocked short poem

Fear grips a family of words. You are going to where you do not want to go. I remain worried about the unknown. The inevitable was flowering on dead palms. Would you exhume the past to find out, what the

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens prose poem

Happiness happens when you least expect it. It can come after a while of being rejected. When you are feeling down, life’s moving kinda slow, happiness can happen from a simple hello. When you admire someone and they say hi.

The Rat

The Rat prose poem

The rat sat on the ledge eating some cheese I said to him ” is it Camembert or Lancashire tell me please” The rat replied “It is creamy and delightful and hits the right keys” I said “do you play

Devaki, Destiny’s Forgotten Daughter

Devaki, Destiny’s Forgotten Daughter prose poem

Tattered clothes that were barely there Her tortured soul was threadbare too. She mirrored our impotent helplessness In the face of destiny’s dire performance As we watched her bizarre life played out. Every time I saw her writhe and squirm,

Lost

Lost long poem

Lost in my needs and wants is more than I can handle. Then I feel a hand warm and gentle. Lost in my sadness and grief. It is all I can do to believe. There has to be more to

The Dog Days

The Dog Days short poem

My master In his tact tied Astute tricks As an alchemist Enacted Enchanting Enslaving me My master Ringed me Caged me Often fidgeted With my softness Tempted Teased me Tamed to his tunes I leapt Danced Licked his feet Let

On A Walk In He Park

On A Walk In He Park short poem

Version 2 changes On A Walk in The Park One day on a walk in the park we ran into an arc of the past with a start You ask how many years have passed more than fifty hold fast

The Eternal Hope!

The Eternal Hope! short poem

Hope is an eternal pill that gives you a fill. Hope casts a spell that makes us feel well. Hope is a bird waiting to be heard. Hope turns bitter if you let it fritter. Hope will repair the wings

Yiruma

Yiruma long poem

Yiruma The piano quietly drifts along, As another beauty quietly drifts from my life… The time is coming to an end, The song; I wish I had the words, To say… Goodbye… But the instrument has nothing written upon the

Suddenly

Suddenly short poem

suddenly I stood still in time I mean the air breathed for me the sky fed me and I quietly absorbed everything that was offered floated in awareness saw what I had not seen ever before felt infinite spaces between

Inside Out

Inside Out short poem

On a cloudy day The grass plants were dancing with the air, laying on the green carpet of grass while travelling within me Pain wave origin from heart Like a deadly storm in a desert The crushing waves of pain

Heterosexuality

Heterosexuality short poem

Were you ready for a virginity test to cross the umbrella of harpoons. A chilled moon will welcome you after slaying the hot sun in the valley of gods. A schism scoops ignominy. Seeing the lights which were not there.

Converts At The Passyunk Square Tavern

Converts At The Passyunk Square Tavern short poem

Jesus appeared in the lounge there was no doubt as to his authenticity and the bartender had left the taps unguarded a second miracle as the former barflies would attest when confronted by Truth there is no need for a

Within Your Glance

Within Your Glance ode

Dedicated to my niece Hiba Awar The Milky Way Shouted hurray!!! The games of life I see you play Let music dance Within your glance Dive beyond my face With a kind embrace Capture the air Move everywhere Near, far