Selfie Poems

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

Selfie

Selfie short poem

Oh, selfie! who art thou? neither a ruler nor a pauper is spared from thy charm besotted are they with you in perpetuum forgetting tormenting woes even if for a blink alluring them as no one can! But I shudder

Selfie

Selfie short poem

Bright eyes, puckered lips Intensified by the moment, wanting it to be perfect Craving fame. Preparations manifold To derive the face to outshine any other Terrificly mesmerizing. Devices outsmarting the smartest Desire for renown numbs the human intellect Nudging them

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The Photo Op

The Photo Op prose poem

Standing in the bathroom camera in her hand she’s looking in the mirror deciding how to stand Just a little nervous with not much on at all she snaps the camera shutter then lets the bathrobe fall She puts a

Poems containing references to : Selfie

From Talkative To Taciturn

From Talkative To Taciturn short poem

I am not loquacious as you think Nor do I descend from a family of Well known speakers To keep you happy I talk, talk and talk And I stop it.. And one day, you ask me What’s wrong darling?

Facebook

Facebook short poem

Let me have a little look on my Facebook today, Let me just see what the world has to say, Let me take a minute to check my newsfeed, Then I wondered why, and I wondered why indeed. “I’m going

Ready Set Go

Ready Set Go short poem

Ready, set, go! When I am down and gloomy, When my head feels not-so-roomy, I set my internal clocks And fade out conception blocks. A small lantern can light up the night, And a different point of view can make

Imposters, An Ode.

Imposters, An Ode. short poem

Sometimes in the dark, I see them break apart, With furry or straight hair, Into pieces of never there. I reload and think back, To when parlour music played, People laughed and went home, So happy that they came. Then

My Friend The Wind

My Friend The Wind short poem

My friend the Wind- is a lady who changes- Personas with every dress! You can hear her voice- go up and down with- every lapel and pleat! Chagrined about her coif- she turns into a dust devil. Ginned again with

A Divine Chime Of Prime Sublime Times

A Divine Chime Of Prime Sublime Times long poem

A look past the glass I can see my past Now freed from the disbelieve One can start to relive Though what can I gain? Still I am in pain Maybe with just a wish I’d change my accomplished dish

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There Is No Other Place Like This…..

There Is No Other Place Like This..... short poem

School is considered as the second home to which many children for their future come, taking the first step of their life to become a hero in the strife A place which teaches us to dream, A place which reflects

A Polite Entreaty

A Polite Entreaty short poem

Once it touches it savors, A specialty or a perfect taste, A succulent prep it favors, Abhors that morsel gone waste. Inferno, when spruced with spice Addictive, when trickled sweet, Arctic, when met with ice, Articulate, when prudent and upbeat!

Perseverance

Perseverance short poem

When we met at love point in the last spring To make our amazing dreams come true Together we made promises never to separate And vowed to our everlasting relationship We painted our dreams with wonderful colors Never to forget

Life in Gray

Life in Gray short poem

Everyday I feel and wish, But it never goes away… This eccentric loneliness of mine, Looks like is here to stay… Words can’t describe this feeling, As it grows stronger, With each passing day… But things will get better, Give

Do You Hold A Pen In Your Hand?

Do you hold a pen in your hand? So do you hold a pen in your hand? The moment you do, you take a new stand. You not only write words in a rhythmic way, but your emotions can even

Faceless Angels

Faceless Angels short poem

I never got to see you, Say goodnight or hold your hand, The tragedy of faceless angels, Taken off to fates dark and cruel land. I loved you from the moment, You were created in the womb, Little did I

Acoustics Are Not Working

Acoustics Are Not Working short poem

Maimed, tortured for love of resistance this night appears to be without an end. There was nothing to lose, it was looking for some reason to die on the side of a cloud when the sickle moon was sailing. Tomorrow

True Companionship

True Companionship short poem

I am a cliff offshore with rocky coat & soft core not so far off but spanned by deep sea neither special nor rare but made of dead debris Wish to inhabitate But the sea is inhibiting I’ll cobble to

Bowl Was Still Empty

Bowl Was Still Empty short poem

Trying to follow truth his journey was nightmarish. Alchemic fusion with past and future failed – his bowl was still empty. In the inner space a largesse, free of present, becomes the pain of perfection! Now what to do next?

When We Met

When We Met short poem

When we met for first time, Our relationship was thinner than water. When we kept on meeting, Our relation became thicker than blood. When we talked for first time, The conversation was shorter than the twinkling of eye. When we

Showdown In The Store

Showdown In The Store prose poem

On that grimy Grimsday morn, The grumble deep and culby, There came a tinker-pick inside His appence crink and bulby. In thrumped a jangle-mangle man, With his coat and hat so hangled, His hair a-plot, his peepers piped, At the

The Evolving

The Evolving short poem

Having weaved the journey of life with my dreams I loitered all the way baffled and unsettled The depth of happiness and agony I could not measure Bearing with the sweetest and the bitterest outcomes With tears and smiles both

The Lessons Of Time

The Lessons Of Time long poem

Wearily wandering, silently by The dreams and the wishes of yesterday’s sky, Remembering far away promises made Just pieces of flotsam adrift in the shade, Like explorers of truthfulness they travel on, Until every connection with yesterday is gone, And

Strong Foundations

Strong Foundations short poem

In ranks and strange constellations Neighborhoods bunch like uneven muscles On the elbow of a river that smells Of cypress and motor oil. They contain buildings you’ll never live in Houses you will never enter Even if every night was

Words Hurt

Words Hurt short poem

Achieving this dream Of words That consist of destroying My inner storm And Opening old wounds The lingering of pain As if salt was just poured Achieving this dream Would mean saying my goodbye’s To the ones I loved the

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths short poem

Little lives are what we put away In closets at night; mementos of the day Cry out, ‘Live us or hie us away!’ Do you not know? Stars and moon sigh In the wind, ‘Unbind us, too soon we die!

A Clean Murder

A Clean Murder short poem

Standing on a beam, shrine: holding a black dawn, my phoenix roving on dark river. The bell still clangs; I hear the footsteps. A weird thought spreads out on peripherals, makes holes, the undone communiqué of a war between knuckles;

How Have You Been

How Have You Been short poem

I followed your trace in this city thinking about how lonely you felt without me I visited all the places in your photos everything was so familiar except the lack of you Would you appear all of a sudden in

A Blossoming Love

A Blossoming Love short poem

It’s funny; all it takes is a glance and I’m entranced, A stare from your eyes that makes me forget about the sky. A stunning smile that makes me grow so wild, A chance to release my inner-child. The tidal

High On Poems

High On Poems short poem

Emotions and feelings traverse through minds of thinkers, Each of the moment spent on thinking paves way unto the goal of joy, Smile is the way once shared and expressed, Laughter is the sign of experienced felt and voiced, May

Drifting Away

Drifting Away short poem

I forgot to tie her to the dock Now I’m forced to sit here, I can’t swim Watching her drift away one last time. Memories flood my mind The storms she and I survived The bountiful seasons we had together

Mother Shanti Devi Mittal

Mother Shanti Devi Mittal short poem

The mother of mothers Your statue remains a reminder A memory that penetrates through all The more you are seen, the much more Your love is felt and judicious dreams are built. Brevity is not for the lions only, In

You Are the Reason

You Are the Reason short poem

You are my smile. You are my laugh. You are my tears. You’re the best I’ve ever had. You are my fashion. You are my scars. You are my drug. You are my heart. You are my devil. You are

Faith Is Path Of Thorns

Faith Is Path Of Thorns short poem

Faith is like passing through the path of thorns But without being his dress torn or being inured This is how a faithful survives and just adorns Against all non believers who are heretic ,absurd Faith is a force which

* Voiceless

* Voiceless short poem

Crisp and tight, a parallel voice of black stars talks to sky, protesting the presence of ultimate outsider, when everybody was a partner of collective guilt in nightscape. What was the center of fight in elite members? The unhindered ego

Spellbound

Spellbound short poem

Death sits in wait in the empty valley of your sleeper cell. The confession of a guilt liberates the funeral of a martyr. Give me your breasts for a modular test. Don’t let the milk go waste. Your pearly teeth

Bid me go..

Bid me go.. long poem

When darkness comes calling, When the secret missive is sent, then shall I seek from you, the answers unsought for life.. When it is time to depart, when death do us part, then will I look to you for that

Bending With Life

Bending With Life short poem

Trees all around me. Trees moving with wind. Wind is making the trees bend. Trees bending, but not breaking with the wind. Trees are like my life. Moving with the wind. I’m bending with the wind, But I’m not breaking,

Moon Beams

Moon Beams short poem

Catching moon beams, walking on crystal air, gliding over the ocean, full of love,without a care. Sliding on a rainbow, jumping on to a star, fire racing across the water, as i drag moon beams on the way. Moon beams

Love Sonnet 204

Love Sonnet 204 sonnet poems

Across dark thresholds sleep my dormant dreams, Inspired by aspects seen while I’m awake, Epitome of sweetness, my love seems, That nectar bees seek earnestly to take; A flower bloomed from primal buds of May, And nurtured in the sun,

Beautifully Breathless!

Beautifully Breathless! short poem

My breath, Mixed with pungent thoughts Dissolves within And grow thoughts under my skin Like a disease, spread with ease! My breath, Crawls in the tunnel of lungs Doing an abandoned dance, in trance In pain she sighs, and yet

An Undergraduate

An Undergraduate sonnet poems

Thirty five years ago I had dreams galore, Planning and executing my mini master plans of life ahead, Moon-eyed and romantic I entered into wedlock, Holding hands and making promises of undying love, was I Of half a century weight,