Sef Poems

Sef poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of sef poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on sef are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

What Am I

What Am I short poem

The air is crisp the clouds are low Nature is speaking its bellowing tone. Wind me, blows me, and lifts me, flutters With reds, yellows, greens and browns Air ward bound, moving ground to ground Picking me up as it

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Those Moments

Those Moments short poem

Those moments waiting for which was taking a life time, those moments have come and gone, those moments when two souls became one, those moments when they heard each other’s soft moan, those moments when they thought each other they

Breakfast Of Civilisation

Breakfast Of Civilisation prose poem

Early in the morning A rich continent, Culturally and financially Is getting ready for breakfast, English breakfast of baked beans On toast at Chiltern Firehouse.. Is devoured; While somewhwhere in Paris Waffles are being enjoyed With fresh coffee.. Admist all

Tttd – (triple T, D)

Tttd   (triple T, D) short poem

TTTD my split personality The voice that speaks through me My co-pilot of philosophy My creative side kick That knocks the worldliness Right out of me The expression of thoughts Deep down inside of me The motivation that sets my

To Motherland

To Motherland short poem

I love thou not, o land of high hypocrisy, My country of the totalitarian democracy! I’d rather not hear thy people’s speech Or behold thy men’s disgraceful binge! I love thou not! If thou be a chariot, Old steeds are

Ray

Ray short poem

Though almost our eleventh hour, Though its our darkest hour, Before the sun shines, There must be darkness Before we hear the chirping birds Or the see the beauty dawn, Its after coldest hour That we may see the light

Landon

Landon long poem

Well and now you are somewhere on the Highway to Heaven or in the golden fields that Never need a plowing, either way, you should Be a saint by now ‘cuz you were an angel When you were alive, you

A Fey Leaf

A Fey Leaf short poem

I saw a golden leaf in the palm of earth, I wonder where it comes from..! I firm to find its cradle. I wander and wander everywhere But I dash hopes of finding the secret. I rest in the earth’s

Hiroshima

Hiroshima short poem

Hiroshima, Hiroshima, Hiroshima The little girl named Hiroshima, lived in Hiroshima, Japan. Just when she was 13. A nuclear attack struck and she said “Bye Hiroshima, Hiroshima, Hiroshima.” The empty glassed sand and destroyed buildings were left, And Hiroshima. She

Color Of Motherhood

Color Of Motherhood short poem

I was once asked – If you were to paint motherhood What colour would you use, my friend? Would it be yellow, bright and sunny? Would it be green, full of life and promise? Would it be blue, an intellectual

Happened

Happened short poem

He climbs on his being, crawls like a lizard; frightens. Sometimes after, in a shock falls back. Runs away leaving behind a trembling trail. ———————————— He climbs on his being, crawls like a lizard; frightens. Sometimes after, in a shock

Confessions Of A Closet Poet

Confessions Of A Closet Poet short poem

I didn’t much want to admit it, I was fine gathering dust on the shelf, But the day that I posted My first poem online, I messed up and I “outed” myself. I’m not what you’d call a great thinker,

I Am A Desert

I Am A Desert short poem

I am a desert that’s thirsty for your Love. Baby you are my angel sent from above. You were just a thought that grew inside me. And then you somehow set my soul free. No strings attached, no more holding

A Question For My Ex-best Friend

A Question For My Ex best Friend short poem

Differences do in fact come and go Only to find that time does slow Young, old, it does not matter Only for yourself do you live Unyielding for nothing, extremely trivial. Something is telling me, and I know Extra credit

Heaven Is Hell

Heaven Is Hell long poem

“stay away” the voices screamed, but my heart beat in denial, everything i was taught i remembered to forgot he’s going to give you more pain this your love is insane i couldn’t let him go you want to know

Happiness Of The World

Happiness Of The World short poem

It was a big floor with full of shops and lights, There I stood in a corner to watch the flow of people, They seemed to me, a river flowing with all its might. People were of different, in color

Patriarch

Patriarch short poem

On the transient cage-like throne Amidst columns of arms and might, The regalia holds the unwieldy sceptre….. Lust and lavishness drag him to loot Fiefdoms torn and patched; Fear drives him to frighten others The ‘should be patriarchal arms’ Instead

Once I Wondered

Once I Wondered short poem

I wondered to see the sky And saw those birds flying with the clouds high, who once being chicks tried to fly As if trying to reach their destination Then my eyes went on an ant Taking a small piece

Between Us

Between Us long poem

Part 1 – Us A connection, telepathy sometimes. Cup of tea, cup of coffee. Helping hand, kind assurance. Pat on the back, kiss on the lips. You and me and complete loss of words. There’s something between us. A touch

Price For Gaze

Price For Gaze short poem

Let me kiss you on your forehead My beloved lost moments be not dead As a token they should be led Be remembered as well said I know that with passage of time Our love will be sin and crime

The Road Through The Woods

The Road Through The Woods prose poem

The Earth and the sky Bridged by majestic woods Form the horizon In between through the blue and green Goes on the alluring metallic road Invitingly . Promising to carry you on To the land of beautiful dreams , The

Cog Without A Machine To Call Home

Cog Without A Machine To Call Home short poem

This filth feels like home And I just left my friend I want to stay calm but The drugs kick in again That feeling hits the bone And I am at the end I cannot reap what I’ve sown I

Where We Live

Where We Live long poem

Some people like to say what’s wrong with this person or that person And of course, we’re all such easy pickings . . . Perhaps existence is, in some way, divided into what’s wrong, right, and unimportant between good, bad

Endless Story Of A Shadow Fleeing

Endless Story Of A Shadow Fleeing short poem

The street lamp validated it. I’m single, sui generis, without partner, lost entirely in self. East, up the street, no shadow cast. Turning this way and that a black specter, once sewn to my heel, deserted me. Under the lamp,

Fire And Ice

Fire And Ice short poem

A classic combination, a fairytale foretold Dragons save princesses from knights in shining armor Their lungs behold a blazing anger, protecting your gold Convincing eyes always fool me a defining charmer Fire rages Let it breathe, listen to the crackling

Dear Dad

Dear Dad prose poem

Good morning dad and happy father’s day. You have been gone for a very long time now; some 55 years to be exact. When you were still with us, as a child I did not get to know you very

Judgement

Judgement short poem

In a death-trap of a stadium, as if I am stoned to death. Chrysanthemums bloomed in vain. On your body three beasts climbed for ravaging a fawn. The rape was only your fault, you had to die. When a crowd

We all want to be in one

We all want to be in one short poem

Illusions and how we chase them like mirage gives one the hope often a false one though but one who is lost will chase them still for that is all he has that is what remains sane in the insanity

Unbecoming

Unbecoming short poem

A gunny sack was full of bleached skulls. What now? Do I attend the auction of mortal wounds in hidden valley of dust? The arsenal of seductive weapons was a snub to your culture when the fall of extremes was

Nature

Nature short poem

Ever felt the music in nature… Chattering of birds in rhythm, the melody in their voice cool breeze blowing through hair, resting in eyelids, whispering in ears the sound of the flowing river, spreading love everywhere carrying every being together

That Night

That Night prose poem

THAT NIGHT, THE LOSS OF LIGHT. Looking at the door, I saw you without your light. You were holding yourself, trying to be strong with all your might. I couldn’t stop you from crying and seeing you made me decide

An Ode to My Mother

An Ode to My Mother short poem

As I sit across and gaze into those beautiful eyes, Its all so pure, no pretense without any guise. A faithful alliance I see, A dedication that never deserted me. An individual who loved without reasons, A person who did

She

She short poem

Every brunt she has to bear. Every music she has to face. Learn to value the word ‘she’ my dear. Because she is the whole humanity’s base. She encapsulated you when you were a homogenised matter. She bore the dreadful

You are earth

You are earth long poem

With no mother to groom you, you grew as a wild child. with no gardener to prune you, you grew as a wild shrub. as a stone, you rolled on riverbeds, rolled down mountains, rolled in the hands of strangers,

The Comfort Of A Kerchief

The Comfort Of A Kerchief short poem

It is most just and so fair And not just any scrap of square. For gentle lady and kind Sir Need this linen to leave and stir. Her flowing sari is draped perfectly The blouse contrasts most fittingly. Her hair

Run Through Your Head

Run Through Your Head short poem long poem

As you run through my head My lips are used as a weapon A shiver runs down my spine You are wicked I see Coming on I feel something huge Smile at me you will Silently I lay there By

Another

Another short poem

I am me, but I am not Inside of me, is another me I believe this other me, is also me This me has slumbered for a long time I think this me is also me, or maybe the real

Four Seasons

Four Seasons prose poem

There are lovely seasons beyond compare that each has its own beauty, spring offers a birth of life to so many flowers and trees. Summer is the warmest season of all, the sun is the strongest on the blue sky

Do You Remember?

Do You Remember? short poem

Do you remember when you were young: When they sold us a future in which everyone Would have more time for leisure and Life’s simple pleasures? I do. I remember how ‘progress’ was sold as the shift Toward treasured Modernity’s

The Simple Life,the Easy Life

The Simple Life,the Easy Life prose poem

Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and