Sale Poems

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

Dreams For Sale

Dreams For Sale short poem

There, out there In the street corners On the sidewalks And hung, dangling Are dreams! Cute and adorable Hot, yet fishy Dazzling, but foxy There, too many In the exquisite malls Draped on elegant idols Bewitching every heart Enticing dreams!

Girls Are Not For Sale

Girls Are Not For Sale prose poem

It’s a tale of the daughter of India! A tale of a young girl so pale Being brutally raped and killed by a ferocious male. She began her day with a fine sunshine, And ended her day with an inhuman

Fear For Sale

Fear For Sale sonnet poems

When young folks still in college try to find The hottest and best paying growth career But they’ve no conscience, and a clever mind, The experts would suggest they monger fear. You find folk’s fears, then focus on a few:

Ol’ Blighty (not For Sale)

Ol Blighty (not For Sale) short poem

Now that Armistice has passed One Hundred Years this time I wonder what those boys would think If today, they were alive? Through all their years of valour Experiences and pain To fight for King and Country I hope it’s

Love On Sale

Love On Sale short poem

Will you come to the love shop with me and buy me some love? Sell me your jet black heart and I’ll leave you a note, You know the world can be yours if you’d just let me know, Well

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Highest Bidder

Highest Bidder short poem

Once upon a sinful past, temptation to trade the soul. Riches beyond that can be perceived andcvulnerable with lust for control. What is a soul if not old, mine is shiny and new and a souls cost, a pretty penny

Poems containing references to : Sale

Worms

Worms short poem

Hello! Chester here… Missing you so, A bookworm am I, Oh, yesss, today just sliding by… With spectacles on my nose, I do both poetry and prose. Want to hear more about me … And my family…? So awfully lovely

Tenerife

Tenerife short poem

Two lovers by the ragged strand once trod the sooty sand; slender maid with raven hair, fisher boy of bronze; the dazzling sun a gold doubloon, the moon a silver coin. From rocks, ink-black as witches’ cats, they saw the

A Sad Reality…

A Sad Reality... short poem

It was just her fifth birthday, When she learnt to search for truth, And she questioned everything she learned, From then, right through her youth. She asked who had decided, Only boys could play in dirt, But her mother said

History Was Walking

History Was Walking short poem

Death in meadow on leaves, under the sky. History was walking over the bodies of those who were in service to move the wheels of sorrow. The horror sinks slowly. They were killed without war. Unpaid debts of life, conflicts

Carnal Indecency

Carnal Indecency sonnet poems

If you weren’t a lie I’d eat you whole, Maybe wisen up to the days you stole, But your consciousness is dripping south, So sit up straight and spit the fiction from your mouth, You’re so effortless to behold and

Another Name

Another Name short poem

When postponed, death had no meaning. It was lying in ambush. Journey was imperfect without a termination. Behind the dust was another desire. Another thumb on the trigger starts shooting through the bubble of moon. Every bone springs to jump

Message Written Off

Message Written Off short poem

I need Any need to stitch an acid, bare designed, in endoplasm, when moon was walking like a full-breasted bride? The synthetic feat was neat and clinical, yet I want to turn back and talk about something which heals the

Demolishing Identities

Demolishing Identities short poem

Looks like as if they are on sale ; With recessed faces which look pale, Pray for them to come out of depression ; But they look lost in suppression, Seems like they are trapped in cages ; They are

Obsessıon

Obsessıon short poem

Would not place any price-tag on me. Like a mannequin dug out from a pit goes for sale. Abhor the duplicity. Want to walk straight – without the golden thong. The city goes in flames in a circle. A new

About Love….

About Love.... long poem

Love is neither optional, nor happens by choice. It just happens, you either accept or deny, Love can be at first sight or start at a goodbye plight, Feelings arise, touching the skies, A choice to act on them or

Napoleon’s Nostalgia

Napoleons Nostalgia short poem

Corsica, oh my Corsica, Corsica of a thousand charms. Corsica of whose fragrance I can distinguish from France. I delight in your coat of arms, with an image the replica of an emancipated man. You were my childhood paradise, in

*impact

*impact short poem

Turns me on I will write a poem. Delirious moon had picked me up from under the skin. The safety pin was broken, now a crowd will disrobe me. Everytime when my pain makes you cry oranges are not meant

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia prose poem

There goes a blazing trail of lightning across the deep indigo, starless, Australian night sky. I am momentarily startled by the dissonance of the rumbling thunder, playing drums in my ears. Driving past the long, steep road lined with bottlebrush

My Heart’s Heart

My Hearts Heart short poem

My heart took deep seat. Relaxing in the comfort of plush cushion. Neck twisted, head tucked comfortably in the nook of the chair. A glass of water sitting on the edge of the coffee table next to the remote control. T.V Turned

Man And Machine

Man And Machine short poem

Vehicle we run , to lesson our strain strain we feel when vehicle gives trouble trouble we take but blame the vehicle for its brake down Breakdown we experience when vehicle is set for major repair Major repair we get

Dying Screams

Dying Screams short poem

Shall we go like innocents with heavy breathing in the pool of blood to find the inner-connectivity of a boldly beautiful death? In the open pit of an ancient gold mine? There was a loss of hidden dance, in the

Shopping List

Shopping List short poem

Marble pillars grace castle throne rooms Marbled veins like blood stopped abruptly Pillars with natural lines Not intaglio So elegant, so delicate Like a dahlia But so strong So steady Perhaps the gods created marble To look so effortless, but

April First

April First short poem

The thief helped the blind man up his front steps caressed his elbow and asked about lucky numbers and did he dream about more than one thing – was there smell and touch and sound, how could he tell if

Take From Me

Take From Me short poem

All that I have nothing is for sale. I am not a tree, not the Earth, not a thing that understands itself. Every day – a miracle beginning and ending in darkness dependent on sub- miracle biomechanical eyelids. and eyes

Feelings at the Mart

Feelings at the Mart short poem

Why is it so difficult to convince The Heart, That feelings nowadays are sold at The Mart. Ventured into The Mart, in hand The Heart, And In tow, a shopping cart. Trust was on sale in a neat pack, Came

Balloons

Balloons long poem

1 When I was a little boy I watched a balloon wiggle itself free and spiral upwards towards where I thought might be Heaven. I don’t recall the circumstance— whether it was a birthday party or the circus, or the

Destined To Be Orphan

Destined To Be Orphan prose poem

A Newly born infant was ruthlessly abandoned on the street to face the vagaries of nature and fend for itself by its ruthless parents A good Samaritan took sympathy on the abandoned toddler and adopted the child and nourished the

Marginality

Marginality prose poem

Marginality// By: Fareed Ghanem **** (1) When eyes rain on beautiful steps along a novel’s paths, while you stay out of the text, know that you are put in the margins; when you boil like sleepless volcano, just to furnish

Me, An Old House

Me, An Old House short poem

Demolishers descend upon me with chisel and crowbars strike me where I am vulnerable most they look at me with glee deciding which part of me is juiciest out come my doors and windows which lineup with SALE labelled on

Bites

Bites short poem

One wardrobe malfunction was a blast, a kill; undressing imagination. I was ready for an ambush. Like boa’s grip, entwined, strangulating, hardly breathing. I am in blue water like a humpback whale; do not go for the revenge. It was

Dare

Dare short poem

Once revered, Wealth and power, Lifestyles of glamour, Before time devoured, The pretty palisades, A vision of success, Once you moved up, You felt truly blessed. A dare and a whisper, The great moral leap, Every accomplishment cheaper, The world

Sold Out

Sold Out short poem

Since I saw you, I’ve had this hope live in me. That everything that isn’t needed be gone. The details of sales papers, shopping carts. The ease of temptation. Standing still. To fill my cart full of things I don’t

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Ajar

Ajar short poem

Within your universe lies All the light in my eyes When I heard your voice I broke Caught between life and pain The delicate fabric of my dreams Ripped apart Dripping hot patchouli oil A thousand tiny shards Ajar Encapsulated

All My Own Work

All My Own Work short poem

I never know my children, once delivered they’re yours. Nurture and protect them, absolve them of all flaws. I am just a donor, casting seeds upon the leaves. Your perception filters any growers from the weeds. I present these gifts

I Want Nothing

I Want Nothing short poem

A stunning hurl of androids on command, pulled by empty space when a talking primate decides the course of universe. A non-existent living from moment to moment prepares a moon man to jump into religion for salvation. The wedding of

My Dear Teacher

My Dear Teacher short poem

My Teacher A lovely figure with fair face Rhythmically steps into the class. Melodiously flow the words From the parted red lips Are sweet to my ardent ears Flutters my heart Thrills my sensation Wins her heart There I am

The Stars Are Breaking

The Stars Are Breaking long poem

Have I been born of a curse; Rehearse The station just burst, A hole through it first; So it is like to be at the mercy, of this jury decided on perjury. A trial without annihilating the evil inside me,

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

Bones Of Winds

Bones Of Winds short poem

Inside, the battle wages. One step down, I drown myself in the frowns of a thought. Night sucks at my fear. The rhyme of the fading moon intends to fix me up. I refuse to smell the breath of the

The Wars

The Wars short poem

It is. An explosive denial of an infinite firmness of round orbs. Why were you taking off your shirt to show the scars? it stirs a sequestered allegation. The glare was on my days and your nights. The suicide bomber

Things My Mother Taught Me

Things My Mother Taught Me ballad

My mother taught me everything, When she sat me down on that toliet and informed me this is my life now. Though I was young I still remember sitting there for almost an hour as she didn’t tell me that

Take A Break

Take A Break short poem

If your heart gets heavy you might need a break, waiting too long could be a fatal mistake, From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the lake, It’s hard to say when we will wake, Maybe never,

Clawing Night

Clawing Night short poem

The waves crash at your threshold. You had given me lot of tears: I was dying in me- in veiled existence. I want to hear me loudly; my secret coming, across the book in black box. The androgynous deity limping

If

If ballad

If I lived in the sky, dressed in gold, looking charmingly fine and on my lips honey glowed If I owned a kingdom spanning skyline to skyline with slaves at my beck and call due to royalty in my bloodline