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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Am I Ready To Go

Am I Ready To Go prose poem

I see Him standing at the door, waiting Can I cheat him once again? Maybe confuse Him and He might just go away He smiles knowingly One day, someday, I will have to go Maybe not today But yes, definitely

Yellow Face

Yellow Face short poem

When life falls apart you do not pick up the shadow. It is the shadow, which gathers you in arms. Little things make a difference a diety comes at your door. And a gift lies broken a little bread was

Libration Of The Moon

Libration Of The Moon long poem

Every morning the moon will have regurgitated another piece of my sanity you’re thinking this will be another werewolf poem American raving lunatic pouncing upon unsuspecting prey when shadows are in highest contrast gutting and gorging on the men sniffing

The Blaze Of Love

The Blaze Of Love ode

Amidst the terrene of the sparkling stars Under the spell of the mesmerizing shadow of the moon The restless movement of the echoing aqua The illusory innocence of the woods The whole realm and the whole span is lost (in

I am not disturbed

I am not disturbed short poem

I am supposed to be sick, but I am in office, I am supposed to be working then, but I am goofing away my time, reading a whole lot of stuff that folks have written. And trust me some of

Puppy Love

Puppy Love short poem

Your nose is wet Like cold melting ice Your feet smell like fritos To be sure, I smelled them twice Your coat is soft and silky Like comfort on a cold day Too bad it’s everywhere Like a field covered

My Lipstick

My Lipstick short poem

My lipstick a deep shade of burgundy Traced outline of my imprint on the inner most part of your thigh Excites me! Thoughts leave me lingering rolling around in your bed Kisses like footprints of a path to your navel

Midsummer Night’s Dream

Midsummer Night’s Dream short poem

Night is fluttering onto the window-pane, You are the night and you are the pain. the half-lit game. A shard of euphoria, a share of faith, live to bear a hapless day ! A star, a mist, a share of

A Nickname You’ll Like

A Nickname Youll Like prose poem

A smoking internet chat She finally signed something, “J” “oh J” I’ve been waiting for something to call you Lovely Oh J that captures the sense of anticipation I feel addressing you and I guess I don’t care right now

Lakelands Manor

Lakelands Manor prose poem

Ships at bay come and go every day and every night at Lakeland Manor and sailors are welcome to stay but only if they are brave…It is a beautiful castle but like they say you can’t judge a book by

Hard Nut To Crack

Hard Nut To Crack short poem

When just a little boy inured to bodily harm I stuck a bean inside my button nose which caused parental fright and alarm yielded putrid odor like weeks old black pearl jam stuck between toes Foul fumes a nauseating offal

A Lonely Lament

A Lonely Lament short poem

The flickering flame in the dream of your eyes, is a glimmer of life in a darkening sky. But little heat remains to warm the weary hearts of those so slowly left bereft and torn apart A chill wind blows

Stand Up

Stand Up long poem

They say we should stand for something so I’m standing for this, A voice for the broken, to ensure we’re not dismissed, An example of the fact that you should not discriminate, We don’t dislike ourselves, it’s just the illness

Intoxicated Musk

Intoxicated Musk short poem

I sleep to your sweet lullaby Composing songs of intoxicated love. And I look at our reflections on roads left wet from thirsting rain; Our love – laced between twisted bodies and entwined fingers that smell of the musky clouds

Forever mine

Forever mine short poem

It was first an argument, then it became a fight, it was almost over, when I called him last night Fear was running after, silent I was for a while, knowing that he was right, I said sorry with a

True Spin

True Spin short poem

While tracing a home by charcoal on a white paper, I hear, a word comes from the wolf. A fat was being pumped into the face of a tryant to inflate him into a giant. Butterflies were undulating with excitement

Smile Across Your Face

Smile Across Your Face sonnet poems

Droplets dew settle sweet Upon a flower gentle sway Cricket’s empathy to the nightress sings Symphonies which chorus soon negates Darkness surrenders into full retreat Withdraws shadow from woodland’s bush and glade To a new found dawn; rhapsody with fresh

The Stranger

The Stranger prose poem

There we met, at street seventy seventh; my friend who’d bowed down with altering features, and me with my clothes getting narrower. We could not find, in this chilly present, a tale to help us recline on the pavement’s stone.

Place Of Distant Fields

Place Of Distant Fields short poem

In those moments you succumb to the windless state, before mills dormant arms When you shed colored skies and scented breeze, letters detach from their horizontal stance. This familiar place of utter embraced distance, this far edge of nameless field.

Sleeping Beauty

Sleeping Beauty short poem

Listen that delicate one at the stream With the touches of rays at the shimmering cheeks That rhythming heart with troughs and the peaks With the waters of eyes and the emotions, cream Quiet is the drop and the orangish

Brothers In Arms

Brothers In Arms short poem

We were not blood, but we were brothers. We fought together all these years. And in this war were many others, Facing our great nation’s fears. Now I stand here, home from battle, I do not cry all that often…

Family Encounters

Family Encounters prose poem

Father passed on nearly ten years before I got married He was not there when I finished high school Nor was he around when I finished college My youngest sibling was nine months There was a period of grief at

Rebel In Plain Sight

Rebel In Plain Sight short poem

Let your wings flutter for a while, you may walk,run or crawl but not to give a cry Shimmering stars will flirt with the young night but you may resist to hide in plain sight. The constant clutter of your

You, Yourself

You, Yourself long poem

There’s good and bad in everything I guess that’s just the way of this thing we call life but without pain and sorrow we wouldn’t learn anything, we need a little rain in our lives for our souls to grow

A Robot To Its Love

A Robot To Its Love short poem

Come SR20, interface with me My circuit is ablaze just sensing you Enter the world of new reality For to a date in cyber space we’ll go Though I can’t give my heart, for I have none, Still I can

Good-bye Alabama

Good bye Alabama short poem

Kick stand up at eight, two lane west to set me free Throttle through the gears, now it’s just Ester and me Relax down into the machine, the breeze blowing across my face Worry and troubles disappear, my mind is

Hope

Hope sonnet poems

As of now that is all I have Both, nothing more and nothing less Everything I’m willing to give For the sake of our happiness. Always I hope still you and me Despite of hardship and struggle Will remain how

Velocity Of Life

Velocity Of Life short poem

Life is like bubbles being made in summer drizzling rain So, transitory in nature but full of pain broken chain In chainless chain all loss termed into gain Without destination, fast running train With intensity makes sane insane Bruises of

The City At Our Doorstep

The City At Our Doorstep short poem

It’s those sultry days that sooth my soul, In the searing heat, empty like after birth we would bath, Fear of appearing odd, the taste of the sweet waters, Oblivious of each other’s different destiny, Our foggy minds leading the

Simple Pleasures

Simple Pleasures short poem

Cuddled under a warm, toasty quilt, Chewing on a bag of gummy bears with no guilt. Making the perfect mud cake, Watching the sunlight glisten off a lake. Letting myself go insane, To fight all things mundane. Cooking a delightful

Hasty Conclusions

Hasty Conclusions short poem

Someone Sent me a message And asked me To take a look at it! I tore open The envelope, Emptied the content, Spread it on my table And, yelled: That Was a blank paper You sent! If only I had

The Morning Melody

The Morning Melody short poem

I hear everyday a 10 bits song, every morning, I wake up with the musical alarm of clock- it sounds as “Ding Dong Dong.” “Tweet”, “Tweet”- birds come out from nest with early dawn’s knock! With clucking and crowing of

Rosa Rugusa

Rosa Rugusa prose poem

I departed gently, like a soft breeze that enters a window and cools off a room with a very soft entry; I entered a path of ancient rough stone, all covered with bush and trees overgrown. My goal was to

Ramblings

Ramblings short poem

Untouched by words aloof from emotions dipped in water, but not wet blown by air, but not dry cold in heat, hot in cold detached from surroundings formless like smoke roaming from one place to another like a nomad, a

A New Prophet

A New Prophet long poem

first I woke the birds clumsy steps on crumbling asphalt it was the antidepressants an undiagnosed chemical stroke my mood uplifted my right foot dragging on occasion tripping over carpet or in this case turd-black pebbles clattering waking hidden birds

Shakuntala: A Reflection!

Shakuntala: A Reflection! short poem

She has opened her eyes, to feel the beautiful smile in her mind! Recollecting that he had promised… She stepped out into the world, to feel the dew filled grass Filling her with untold Love and solace… Flowers had bloomed,

Uncertainty

Uncertainty short poem

Will you still love me every morning, When I wake up all grumpy and frowning? Will I still be desirable to you, When I yell for things you don’t have a clue? Will you stand by me through thick and

Win You Over

Win You Over short poem

Well and the day I met you was the day I heard Angels sing and I was under your spell in case you couldn’t tell, you gave me a new meaning to the dream of dreams as my heart lost

To Whom This May Concern

To Whom This May Concern short poem

It’s coded in war games: Bombs will have the enemies’ names Etched on them, synonymously And anonymously; For worse false or better true Bombs know neither me nor you And so have not recourse To feel pity or remorse; Bombs