Ridicule Poems

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

Destiny’s Ridicule

Destiny’s Ridicule short poem

We met out of the blue crossing paths with no clue and with just one “hello” everything has burst into colorful hue. I wonder why I felt it butterflies and heart-in-mouth moments Those secret smiles and blushes fooling my sanity

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Home

Home short poem

A house is not a home If not safe and warm, A place of protection where one’s cherished, shares opinions and feelings without fear of ridicule. Is a sanctuary from outside forces. A home holds secrets, Freedom from politics, it’s

The Homeless Man

The Homeless Man short poem

A man stood by the roadside his shame he endeavored to hide for being homeless injured his pride. He held a cardboard sign in his hand. It said he’d do whatever the task would demand. He would work for food

Corruption

Corruption sonnet poems

The world’s new code of conduct Misusing of office protocols to suit one’s taste Stocking stolen billions in banks and calling it your hard earned money A sweet temptation destroys people’s integrity is it’s goal Causing poverty as you milk

One Poem From Mud Poetry

One Poem From Mud Poetry elegy

Strangers from incident, lies for distance, pitfalls of living infrequent, Rushes of sympathy pass over like fever sweat. In concurrent motion the wolves swarm on the lifeless carcass. Impending emotions fill the hole in my stomach, my chest continues to

Fri-e-n-d

Fri e n d short poem

With hustle and bustle, they start with a rule. One named as mighty satire and other the great ridicule. Both expose human foolishness in a mess One has a gorgeous deriding voice while other sounds less. Ridicule have a caustic

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Youth – Part 2

Youth – Part 2 short poem

Life’s all phases are boredom Except the youth – the handsome. The only stage full of chasm Is none than of Soldier’s column. Here we are full of sound strum Which separate us from scum. Our experience is a bit

Don’t

Dont short poem

Maybe we romanticized hurt and pain because we were always taught that the moon and the sun were meant to be together despite being so far apart and we too desire to be so magnificent that all the broken people

I Am Gone ?

I Am Gone ? short poem

I am gone ? Life is a joke So let’s die in smoke suffocation Death laughs as I write I try to vent my frustration The life I once spoke Is a car crash of no organization I am gone

The Life Song

The Life Song sonnet poems

In life, love, imagination, and belief, In soul, heart, mind, and death, My whole, solemn, and spiritual relief Is the song worshipped by my every breath. The melody played by the passion of my heart Can be heard from miles

At Sixty

At Sixty long poem

AT SIXTY I approached SIXTY I started behaving FUNKY I thought life will be MESSY I feared my brain to be EMPTY I started thinking life will be SHODDY I was deep into WORRY I dreaded the fateful DAY I

Darkness

Darkness short poem

It was dark Around my house Around the Valley Around the place Why was it Was it because of night Was it because of blackout Was it because of new moon None of these But because I was blind Suddenly

A Faithful Friend

A Faithful Friend long poem

How can i thank A most faithful friend Who by my side Has always been Who’s never judged Nor left my side Everyday together But left at night This friend whose name I never knew Who never spoke This friend

Who am I?

Who am I? short poem

I am someone who is as simple as ABC; yet as complicated as physics,chemistry The mere praises of people never thrill me; but the ones who love me for what I am does I like smiling at the butterflies dancing

Dark

Dark short poem

It is dark in here, I can feel the sunshine And hear the birds. It is dark in here, The laughter of people The sound of traffic. It is dark in here, A door is open, there’s a breeze, I

Scarlet Swing

Scarlet Swing short poem

A sweet child, an innocent creature Or sheep skin hiding a terrible monster Her true nature none knew She was loved by too few Crimson drops dotted the floor Tracing her path out of the door Barefoot in the grass,

He Walks In Fire

He Walks In Fire short poem

He walks in fire, Fire breathing all hidden passions In intense fashion, Moves him like a particle riding on mad waves. Boiling blood being too humid Pouring words of moist wants. Exasperated heart tempering with scenting dewdrops That cool uncalled

Here Flies Snow, An Idyll Interlude.

Here Flies Snow, An Idyll Interlude. short poem

(With a cup of coffee in my hand, looking out the large window, there could be no other thought on my mind, but to write on this beautiful vision) The dainty flurries, swiftly flooding the skies… Snowy pearls, golly what

House Of Sin

House Of Sin long poem

A grand old mansion on a hill The stately manor stands there still In the darkness of the night Throughout the window came a light On the veranda I did creep To glowing window for a peek To filthy pane

Wo(men Insecurity)

Wo(men Insecurity) short poem

When I walk out in broad daylight, I am immediately handed with “Stand up and fight” brochures, persuaded to download the Vithyou app, begged to join self defense classes to combat the raging thirst, of uninhibited audacious beasts. I am

Depression

Depression short poem

Damned thoughts keeping me confined Enter inside lets see what you can find Plenty of negativity always haunts my mind Repressed memories about mistakes Emotions I can’t express because of the stakes Sexual thoughts roam amuck with no breaks Starting

Chasing A Rainbow

Chasing A Rainbow long poem

On a cloudy rainy day, In a maroon shirt Off white trousers, Tightly fit, She was chasing a rainbow, And the clouds were laughing, But she was not afraid, A rainbow was in her hands, A rainbow of dreams, In

The Narcissist’s Lament

The Narcissists Lament short poem

The pain in my brain and eyes, Is nothing compared to the torture of hearing your incessant cries. Nor me having to invent lies to hear your swooning sighs. How depraved I must be to repent this on a keyboard Rather than your holy

Stick In The Mud

Stick In The Mud long poem

you hear voices through the veins of unearthed societal rampage a whole host of angels driving us forward filtered through the solace of my mind the tempter deals in the fade to black notion of reality we swerve to release

Dear Sweet Child

Dear Sweet Child long poem

When the sun is on top, know that the warmth will always touch your skin. The stars that often hang in the skies even when it’s daylight, they’re all your guardian angels. The moon that you often talk to when

Fragrance Of Love

Fragrance Of Love short poem

I will encounter all barriers I will cross all the horizons I don’t require any carriers For taking fire from the sun Love is that force which enforces All the time it reinforces When your lips just endorse Then opens

Commentaries — From April 4, 2014

Commentaries     From April 4, 2014 prose poem

though moo cho yars older, i (bovine cuddly name = hay4four at aol dot com), could feign 2b a frat house bro by undergoing a facial augmentation – despite lacking dough unlike the multimillionaires here in lower merion, where a

One world?

One world? short poem

One physical world has as many manifestations as there are minds, for each mind sees the world and infers its own interpretations. We both live in this One world but your world seems entirely different from mine. My world is

Knowledgeable

Knowledgeable short poem

I am UNaware that Knowledge is so deep that it can’t be measured I thought the little knowledge that I gained is as huge as the universe I felt none could match my intelligence I believed that I can make

A Massive Withdrawl

A Massive Withdrawl short poem

The moon was coming up in cross-dressing style from he to she. Smoking in pensive mood; itching to be ready for last farewell. The evil makes you feel good, to prove the unrestricted love between the two. A slight criticism

Dawn is not far

Dawn is not far short poem

Dawn is not far, I can feel the first rays of light Though not see them yet The wind is cold as it should be… Dampness of dew is all around me I can almost hear the birds chirping Dawn

The Words Get Longer

The Words Get Longer short poem

The longer I listen the longer it intrigues The very sound of my voice never disagrees The longer I walk the better my knees The very movement and vigour keeps me physically pleased The longer I concentrate the longer my

There’s A Beast Dwelling Inside

There’s A Beast Dwelling Inside short poem

She loves so many things Her shoes, her bags Her cars, her rings To whom she shows the most admiration Is known to the world. Her one and only reflection. Don’t be mistreated She is a beauty But awfully conceited

Indigo Dye

Indigo Dye short poem

I love fast I love strong I love like a red hot flame branding my flesh with your name I love quick I love long I love like a deep ocean’s storm climbing with waves to your form I love

Life-2

Life 2 short poem

The chords of life Are in His hand. No one knows when Where and how Comes its end? We are just like Puppets in His hands Can do nothing To meet our ends. Like a flower Delicate we are Blooming

Wasteland

Wasteland short poem

Corpses floating in the river A child slowing dying at the roadside Watching men unload massive sacks of rice She pleaded and cried Gunshots heard in the night Screams for mercy unheard The smell of death filled the air Lifeless

Playful smile

Playful smile short poem

When fellows can’t do, the personification helps you, for life isn’t bound only to beings, lessons of life can’t be taught, but to be learnt merely by seeing, the ups and downs in my life, I brave it all with

Perfect Myself

Perfect Myself short poem

I am who I am Nothing else just myself No concentration, no dillutions Just only the way I am.. You may think me as illusion But I exist in real I am who I am For those out who wish

Remember

Remember short poem

As my happy thoughts of past days suddenly appear, They seem to grow sad as they become clear. I recall my memories as a cheer, But now they seem to fog up like a tear. I want to go back,

Evening Musings of a Working Woman

Evening Musings of a Working Woman short poem

How many days did I take to pick this pen up!!! Meaning to write in solitude, for company – a coffee cup I sat intending to write something worthy and the machine gave a mild thud, reminding me of the