Sardonyx Poems

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

Virgo

Virgo short poem

Well you are the Virgin of Chasity All fired up in a warm shade of Indigo You are the unification of cosmic Forces in the shadow of Mercury An adaptable soul but you never Compromise your virtues Born of the

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Delicious Treat

Delicious Treat short poem

Mommy Mommy, can you bake a cake today ? I’ll be quiet , I’ll stay in my room and play. Mommy Mommy, I can hardly wait To taste a yummy slice upon my plate. Mommy Mommy, is it done yet?

He

He short poem

It was the clamminess of our hands As we discussed our future plans Where all of our dreams come true Where it was just me and you It was the sweetness of every moment As if by that we can

The House Of The Tragic Poet

The House Of The Tragic Poet short poem

“see, the hills above Fuiggi are aflame” she says, “they melt in smoke” but no, pockets of sky descend in mist to hide in trees or lie in wells of tall grass and vine, as you walk you tread on

Unending

Unending short poem

In downy pink I watch you go my sun, at night you will pluck moon flowers. In half-moon eclipse the morning glory will wake me up in dew, alighting whole night on the rose branch. I still smell your lips.

The Butterfly

The Butterfly short poem

I am beautiful like a butterfly. Such lovely wings I have, I love the sky. I am so lovely, aren’t I? Wherever I go, heads twirl and gazes follow me. No one can ignore me I am a beautiful girl.

Incubus

Incubus prose poem

Gazing lazy from the shadows lost in the thoughts of physical potential I see you. My heart skips beats as the implied safety of a rising and falling chest beckons my misdeeds. Lunar stripes through plate glass expose your beauty

A Secluded Soul

A Secluded Soul short poem

A deep burn inside , Ignites the fire within, A step closer , It aggregates more and more , I a secluded soul . It’s not a mere fall , but a reminiscent one no medicine could heal, The sweet

Poor Sweet Kids

Poor Sweet Kids prose poem

We sure did love the lollipops, the cracker jacks, the Holloway candy sticks, the chocolate coated ice cream bars, and those tootsie rolls. We simply could not get enough of the pop sickles, the cool aids, and the soda pops.

Silver Trails

Silver Trails short poem

By the moon I drink you again. The night is trembling; ruffles the colossal tears. The terrible ache of the illegitimate mercy. I am not accepting any poem half-dead under my pen. The invisible force, bribing the tears was a

Silent Cry

Silent Cry short poem

Its not new to the world, Its rather the most cold, Rage, urge and need, With all insane greed. She was there tired and weak, Too tired to speak. She didn’t know wat just happened, Now the known voices is

Charred Mistakes

Charred Mistakes short poem

Inside me, I take a turn. By tightening the noose hangman feels liberated. In the grave, charred mistakes waking under the massive ashes of slaughtered sun, grieve for the light. Time was death. Every lovely tree was time, leaving footprints

Green Dilemma

Green Dilemma short poem

Today I heard her say something very beautiful, I wanted to tell her but instead I tugged at my heart and shut it up. The greedy spirit wrenched of its riches? Ridiculous. It’s easier this way, trapping them deep. Words,

Home

Home short poem

Sounds of the highway; so peaceful to me Warm cool breeze ; smell of the country air Mountain views; snow covered mountain peak Turkey’s talking; eating their feed loving the country Life; country air in the breeze. This is where

Minotaur

Minotaur short poem

Blue has me full sway a tide of it clingy as gelatin moving me in short shifts and I without excitement wonder where I tried falling in love my creepy overstuffed stare some non-commercial beauty seeming unspoiled I’m not what

Monsoon

Monsoon prose poem

When the head begin to reel under the burning sun When the tongue gets dried up in the scorching sun When the body spills sweat like floods due to heat of the Sun When the life become unbearable by the

Live. Let Live.

Live. Let Live. short poem

The will to create and the wish to destroy, it is time you acknowledge, has never been yours to own, Because, in your vengeance, in your unmindful impatience, in your immaculate madness, when your soul turns to stone – You

Freedom Divine

Freedom Divine long poem

Freedom is in the air, Freedom is in thy care, free the birds of emotions with love, and see the freedom flow everywhere. . This is the time which is divine, Now no looking back and let’s not confine, They

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

My Lovely Princess

My Lovely Princess short poem

Let me embrace my love and let me kiss For me and for eyes you are eternal bliss Take me in your arms and don’t dismiss My innocent sweetheart my lovely princess Let me take you on let me seek

Love Sonnet 83

Love Sonnet 83 sonnet poems

If you should leave me, leave me not a kiss, To make me think that you are still around, Or reminisce the days with you in bliss, And walk in midair, inches from the ground; Care not to even shake

A Rebel Being Born

A Rebel Being Born short poem

I do not want to become plaintiff or defendant. Untethered, I will punish myself for metaphysical nuances. Sometimes a silence talks to grieving sky about a fake truth. The tears will never stop now. Give me my freedom to cry,

One With The Universe

One With The Universe prose poem

What are we? Why are we? How do we? It’s an infinite place and we so very small. We seem so very much apart. Do we even belong, how could ever learn it all? We look out, we look up,

Stupidity

Stupidity short poem

Doing Nothing doing something over and over with no result leaving an empty roll on the toilet paper roll forgetting to put the tooth cap back on the paste squatting for nothing without going to church buying hair products for

Star Of David

Star Of David long poem

Star of Zion, White and blue Shield of the lord, the old and the new. Star of David, Star of peace, Covenant of the holy Star of David, Star of light, Shining bright and The promise of eternity… Star of

Horse and Cart

Horse and Cart short poem

Did wise men from the Buddhist east Worship the child Jesus as messiah? If so, may not fungible god or fungi yeast Raise dough over the same fire? Was it reincarnated lama or messiah The Magi come thus far to

Road To

Road To short poem

The drone and the groan of the track upon sand As an armoured car rolls over the land Its cumbersome movement, the desert it stirs By the haze of the heat the terrain is disturbed Outside, it’s bleak, not a

I’m Too High

Im Too High short poem

Totally lost in you…am I too high? I have to hold myself back, sigh! I wish I could crash in to you and die I don’t miss you, yes it’s a lie! The bling in your eyes make me smile,

The Shadows and the Snow

The Shadows and the Snow short poem

Footsteps formed on the bleached evening ground, created side by side, slowly born to the nothingness of the evening, manifested to the midnight blue. No one watched, no one knew, the overwhelming power that pulled them to life, together, on

I am my man’s forever

I am my mans forever short poem

He is the darling of my life, The sweetest, yet sometimes the sourest I still have the vibe of love in me The one which I had first The day I met you… I saw a brother in you My

Don’t Worry About Tomorrow (god Is Already There)

Don’t Worry About Tomorrow (god Is Already There) short poem

DON’T WORRY ABOUT TOMORROW GOD IS ALREADY THERE have faith of the heart and believe in the power of prayer I know there are those out there that just love to make you feel unworthy but don’t you know God

The Tears Fall

The Tears Fall long poem

I keep thinking That the tears will stop That in time, They’ll just fade But the more the days and months pass The harder they come, Each time I cry I could just fall into an abyss I want to

The Alchemist

The Alchemist long poem

hear my manifesto, dear heart in meditation from late morning bleeding larded beads of sweat a recluse’s hideaway a mobile home sealed against weather drum tight baking in the Florida sun cross legged on the cheap rag mat so thoroughly

Maybe

Maybe short poem

if I write enough poems maybe I’ll get one or two right it doesn’t really matter very much to me each one I can read which helps me remember is good enough dependable and sturdy to do me such a

Another Passing Day

Another Passing Day short poem

When my heart breaks I weep as I’ll weep for days, With weeks that’ll go by without any sleep I’ll stay wide awake, Where I’ll wait here in the same old tiring place, With nothing besides this woman on my

The Reconciliation

The Reconciliation short poem

The effigy wouldn’t burn whoever heard of an incombustible baseborn? we dragged it through the street its clothes torn off carefully painted features smeared in puddles we still remembered who we hated but this dummy of bound bamboo and straw

Faceless Journey

Faceless Journey short poem

An insider was asking: this was a very troubling question. Why a culture becomes sick, burns the book, and beheads a god? Forgive my loincloth. This century was becoming very hot till the nose bleeds and fills the cauldron of

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,

Something’s Changed

Somethings Changed ballad

It’s all the same, Nothing’s changed, It’s all the same Could you lie to me? Yesterday we were together, Today we are not like we used to be. You are you, And again, I am me. The night has settled

Here

Here short poem

Beautiful cool sunny Autumn day breezy mid November Monday in LA looking west through that sloped glass wall that runs the length of the house from north to south I hear nothing call nothing at all you’d be braggin over