Scape Poems

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

Virulence

Virulence short poem

scape without a name scepter of a colossus merge in a yellow boom between hunch and a knife, to keep shut the glassy lips from red stares a secret of an anonym scripting sunset the stacked neurotransmission of millions of

Poems containing references to : Scape

Sunset

Sunset short poem

Sun spreading its colourful rays, Slowly dispersing in water at pace, The clouds saluting its attitude The waves tuning its magic magnitude, It’s time for Sunset! It’s time for Sunset! Blowing breeze carried text of peace in it, Foot stamps

Of Personal God

Of Personal God short poem

Ready to dismember the red geraniums rains had no mercy. Thunder did not show any preference and hails had felled the pride of tall grass. Denuded, the hungry man walked towards liberty. Moral tapestry in scape after scape cried, the

Unfringe A Skeleton Rainbow

Unfringe A Skeleton Rainbow short poem

Is it near the fringes of the metropolis Concrete, near the shapeless brink of muddy smell, near the unfringed openness where saltish waves begin to kiss? Can it be saved, since it is sadly snarled, crumpled, half-eaten by a warped

Green Pastures

Green Pastures short poem

In lunatic scape of fringed labellum the creeping malignancy was advancing. i missed a rendezvous with moon when you had brought a blue kiss from abducted lips; again I become a sisypus lifting the rock off your comets of round

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To The Baby On The Bus…

To The Baby On The Bus... long poem

Yes, you there, two seats in front. I see and hear you there, kicking, screaming, Determined to give your mother hell, Though you don’t know you are. You don’t know what you’re doing. All of us are born conservative that

Living On The Edge!

Living On The Edge! short poem

I hang by the cliff Always on the edge Clinging by the thread of my sanity I try harder and harder To climb back And be sane and be stable But my weak hands Do not support me Attain that

No More Carnage -manchester Bomb Blast

No More Carnage  manchester Bomb Blast short poem

An attack with hatred and ferocity killed many people, how disdainful blind eyes with no sign of fraternity killed outright teenagers, how painful Parents who lost their children shed tears of blood in mournful an act against the faith of

Valentine’s Day

Valentine’s Day short poem

Don’t stay away my dear, Valentine’s Day is knocking at the door. I am leaping with joy, When you would come and say hi ! Self-consolation is not fruitful, anymore, It is intolerable to tolerate your departure. Saint Valentine, may

Serendipity

Serendipity short poem

An act of wilfulness, and deliberate sustenance, towards the immaculate. Searching for the known the one that’s ‘unknown’ to the senses – too naive. Pushing towards that unsubstantial substance, does it truly exist? Focused solely on the gain, not minding

Signature

Signature short poem

Sky, draw my starry signature For a consenting wish to be alone To be alone, to be alone with my soul Till the Moon lately shown in all my enabling thoughts. Pleasant hours’ dimming glories Are weaving Earth’s new stories

Connived

Connived short poem

Weaving fine fibres of unripe beliefs, from a fire base, a blue bird scrambles, shading the stone valley. There was no thrift for the cadavers. The burnt relics were eating away the greens of tearful eyes. Sun was slugging again.

Come Live With Me

Come Live With Me short poem

How long has our relationship been going strong Long enough to take that next step wouldn’t You say, I don’t think it would change anything Anyhow, so why don’t we playhouse as if we Were newlyweds, I’m sure it’s a

Life Is Not That Easy To Win Over

Life Is Not That Easy To Win Over short poem

To conquer my desire, I chose to battle alone. Armed with hope, Strength and courage Holding weapons of determination and perseverance Struggled, fought till the last blood sheds But.. Lost!!!!Defeated!!! People say “Life is like licking honey off a thorn”….Yes

Elegy

Elegy elegy

Dark clouds fill the sky– ashen wind brings empty rain to my roof. My fingers lie calm! her fragrance floats into nothingness….., The woodpecker takes me deep to the forest, her past year breeze echoes gently in hills, And, like

Wasting Words

Wasting Words short poem

Wasting words I want to be electronic; I can only be more robotic. Please try to fix my empathy; I have lost it. I am not hypnotic. I cannot make you feel this, Without giving away my secrets. We need

A Marker Left

A Marker Left elegy

Sign of what once may be left Breath taken deeply denial of death Presence of grace to have a place to hide As family leaves fall temperatures will rise Accepting the passing of a goodbye For moments of inscription Left

Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel short poem

Like a fallen angel am I Unloved and unwanted Distressed and disturbed of heart Unable to die and too pained to live. I exist like the walking dead In the realm of the living Waiting for that elusive grace For

Against The Times

Against The Times short poem

Lipped-wet, Counterfeits. Fakes neither audible nor visible. The moment dies in our hands. It was a non- happening. Silence booms destroying the palace, of dreams. I should have become the scissors. This poem is not charitable gnawing at the underlip

Eyes Open

Eyes Open prose poem

We awake Wrapped arms around waist Feeling her fingertips against my flesh My heart against her back Smelling the follicles of her hair No words just moments of memories First conversation First smile First film Wishing we could hold on

Foundation Day

Foundation Day short poem

On 11July, 1994 a legacy was born Holding lovely roses without any thorn Lighting many caves which were forever dark; With Cherian, Anandi and Varsha named spark. Though small and fragile earlier in nature She never let any student see

My Heart

My Heart short poem

I stepped into the teens With my heartbeat in tune I felt world too romantic On seeing every dame I was shy and hesitant to talk to any of those dames I met this attractive female and was bowled over

Before Life Begins

Before Life Begins short poem

My heart isn’t as strong. But my love is for him. It beats day by day, Until the valleys turn gold, underneath the sun’s glorious rays. I’ll sit in the grass. And I’ll look up at the sky. As I

Death Of A Shadow

Death Of A Shadow short poem

This life has snubbed the bloom like a thick brown sac thrown on the sod. An octogenarian tries to slice the hope indulgingly to achieve immortality! Was it a virile snarl? A rose bud wrenched open in a fatherless home.

Life Cycle

Life Cycle prose poem

Life, the very essence of our being. It is inevitable that we all must walk this journey. What we forget is that we are not on this journey alone. Even the nature surrounding us has its own life cycle. Our

A Sip of Life

A Sip of Life short poem

Why do we perceive life the way we do? As if a journey loaded with obstacles, As if a mystery impossible to construe, As if souls stranded with brutal girdles! Failing to realize it’s not as complex as it seems,

I See My Happiness In You

I See My Happiness In You short poem

Remember the times when you were enlightened Remember the times you smiled Remember when dark times brightened Remember you were a happy child Nothing has changed since then I’ll still be there for you There’s no need of the word

Implicate

Implicate short poem

Is it all just a big mistake The Earth got bored and had a big earthquake Did the universe decide instead of expanding lets just create The postman arrives at ten past eleven and he’s five minutes late I sit

Waiting At Crossroads

Waiting At Crossroads short poem

I’ll be waiting my friend, at the street corner pub. Waiting for happy hours to end. Waiting for the waiter to Take the last orders. I’ll be waiting for My glass of wine to Concoct the image of you At

Draw Close Together

Draw Close Together short poem

Draw close together despite all that’s wrong Draw close together sing Jesus a song Draw close together be united in love Connected together by our Father above When we draw close together the enemy flees That is how father planned

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

Faithless Hands

Faithless Hands short poem

There were subtle declines, still I opted for incompleteness. A fierce battle was raging. I think to start my descent in roofless castle of mania to watch the self-destruction of a landscape. Thousands were squatting on mud tracks. till the

Passionate Love

Passionate Love short poem

Passionate Love You have passion in my flame of passionate love That will only calm your kisses and a lovely touch No hurdle in my way can come to stop me but now You have become like a rabbit in

Three For Three

Three For Three short poem

off you go head held high bootstraps up eye to eye be yourself trudge along earn your keep hum a song listen close hit and miss you’re so cute gimme a kiss make them laugh hedge your bet yes you

Omak, Washington 1979

Omak, Washington 1979 short poem

I was happier When I didn’t Know any better Middle aged now Rushing toward Rushing from Half tasted meals Unfinished books Tendonitis rampant Tell myself tomorrow That’s happiness Tense with impatience Silence falls Odd in the city Then windchimes Transported

New Year’s Mirror

New Years Mirror short poem

In the empty house of snow, though, interred a blade of grass when I was searching one midnight flame in frozen night, on parting lips of darkness. The art of delusion churns the sea for an untitled arsenic, of a

Throw Another Log On The Fire

Throw Another Log On The Fire short poem

The chill is in air The ground covered in snow And no where to go Cuddled up with my friend All warm and cozy at the cottage Send The flames licking the side walls of the fireplace Sending a warm

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

Turbulent Dream

Turbulent Dream short poem

Two young couples getting engaged marks the planning of their dream life Marriage between the couple and their union in twilight sets the beginning of their dream Parenthood becomes the most cherished episode of their dream Stage by stage Growth

Mountain Wellhead

Mountain Wellhead prose poem

This is where God breathes! Here is the mountain wellhead that cannot believe our bodies are drenched in darkness. Drops of water burning bright like verses from holy books. Here my heart smiles at Goethe’s heart, like a sun at