Separated Poems

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

Nostalgia

Nostalgia short poem

Don’t let the night’s darkness show you those vague dreams again perspicuously. Don’t let the night’s silence guide you to that one voice you always desired for. Don’t let the night shove you back to that soul with whom you

You In Me

You In Me short poem

With every falling tear drop, You are drifting out of me. The day I stop crying, Just know that there’s no you in me. With every song I sing, I think about you. The day I stop singing, Just know

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Truly Yours

Truly Yours short poem

This is the day that I lost you that date Seasons keep repeating, years keep rolling But your memory ceases to erase even to this day When every drop of my blood is mingled in your thoughts When your memory

A World With Unity

A World With Unity short poem

When I close my eyes at night there is darkness. When my eyes open in the morning there is light. I pray that the world will experience a brightness of fortitude where all men, all women, and all animals can

Freddy The Flea

Freddy The Flea long poem

Freddy the flea moved in here with me, and his family were queued up behind. I said ‘it’s a cheek’, but he looked pretty bleak, so I said c’mon in’ ‘cos I’m kind. In they all trotted, and now they

The Dream

The Dream short poem

The clock stuck 3:00AM; My cellphone alarm said, “Sleep Lakhan” I switched off the lights and turned the fan on; Went to sleep, as it was almost dawn. Dream started: I was sitting in a coffee shop working on my

Love And Separation

Love And Separation long poem

It is believed marriages are made in heaven If it breaks then for sure it is planned in hell He was a persona of poise and dignity She was an epitome of grace and beauty It was a chance encounter

Senzenina (xenophobia)

Senzenina (xenophobia) long poem

Our father left us while we were young We could not clean our own stable And we did not know how to But we knew how to protect our color. Our mother separated us for the reason You had to

That Sad Feeling

That Sad Feeling short poem

Sometimes I feel so happy Sometimes I feel so sad So sad that I might go mad I know why I had ‘Coz I had got separated from my friends But I was not glad To see my friends ignore

Images Of You And Me

Images Of You And Me short poem

I love thee who are here and near I love thee who are there so far Our dear Father has planned it this way And now happily His we are The mere thought of thee, my brother, my sister, causes

An Atheist’s Portraiture Of God As The Poet Of Creation

An Atheists Portraiture Of God As The Poet Of Creation long poem

In the great dark void before He made our universe, God was primordially drunk on poetry and verse; Poesy sublimely crowned His high and haloed head As subliminally, He poeticized the decrees He made. In that last timeless even, before

Another Morning

Another Morning long poem

There was a bright light again.. It’s a morning after a night rain! The petrichor was around that place.. No doubt,drops’re drying with all grace! Serene it was to feel the wet on leaf.. The dust pulled out with a

Black And White

Black And White long poem

Black and white Like the colour of the colobus in Colorado Make me of Black Magic think. Witches that bring about white things. Black and white How can black ever rule the white? When even the darkness vamoose From the

Tragedy, Au Revoir , My Little Country

Tragedy, Au Revoir , My Little Country long poem

In winter of 2010, January 12 at 6:00 in the afternoon- an earthquake devastated the country in just six little seconds. Soon after, a smoke rose from the horizon covering the whole country, in every cloud of smoke, I could

A Poem, Dedicated To Saoirse Ronan

A Poem, Dedicated To Saoirse Ronan long poem

Since I have seen you, I have been infected With tormented love to you, and I have been Tortured by mysterious executioner. He is invisible, only felt. At every evening, Before sleep, he whips a dagger into my heart, And

Flow

Flow prose poem

… those nights, clear nights when I’m afraid that I’ll cut my flight on the brightest star and the wings of my thoughts will be burned on the pyre of forgetfulness of self before reaching the union of end with

One Day

One Day long poem

I never knew that one day would be there When I would ask my existence from you One day I would beg you to apply vermilion on my forehead To name my child, to change my identity.. One day that

Divorce

Divorce long poem

The Bygone years seldom had couple breaking up That was the period when intimacy meant sex and the couple had plenty of it too with off springs springing up too often having hardly a year gap between them Lady was

Saddle Up

Saddle Up short poem

We stand looking out the window, staring at life. The view is life changing, drastic, eye opening yet worth it. Trails we make our own. One before the other, over and around massive boulders. Separated for a moment then merge

A Child Of The King

A Child Of The King long poem

In this life I have faced more than I thought I could. I have lived longer than I should. Jesus saved me from the darkness within. He saved me from the devil the creator of sin. I will leave this

I Still Believe In Zimbabwe

I Still Believe In Zimbabwe long poem

Zimbabwean by birth, Zimbabwean by color, Zimbabwean by beliefs, Zimbabwean by culture, Bred a Zimbabwean, I love Zimbabwe! I love peace! I love unity! Ishe Chibvunza If Zimbabwe could recall that eventful day in 1980 at Lancaster House, I bet

Taboo

Taboo short poem

They called me a king, back when I was still nothing. I knew they saw something, but I just couldn’t bear knowing… that I would never be a delicate instrument. Such as words said, uttered, written down on a piece,

Dear Love

Dear Love long poem

Dear love, I have always wanted to understand you more, But first of all, you must know you are the one who I most adore. Dear love, will you stand by me through the most rugged journeys of all? Dear

Andrew

Andrew short poem

You’re so good. “your imperfections make you perfect.” you said that to me. is this how family trees begin? I can’t say something that I don’t know I want to know to know everything I want to know if you’ll

Hues

Hues short poem

They weren’t as bright as they used to be, Slowly chipping off the wall Faded and dying In the form of broken crumbs Of coloured plaster. Intricately separated by a line of black Throughout their lives They realized their lifelong

My All Time “favorite”

My All Time favorite short poem

So many tethering smiles around, They are none compared to what I once found; Your love to me was like a Gatorade, As I considered you as my all time favorite. It was a magic that I experienced once, As

Enough

Enough long poem

Do the work- just do the work I agreed and began early to do the work- make art- create beauty Allow the inspiration to flow- act on it and manifest my vision of heaven Even if it is abstract. In

Boat Capsizes

Boat Capsizes short poem

Stammering quarrel with classical fluidity, fails to measure the uncertainty. I was finding my rocks, that chunk of certainty in midstream, when you were not sailing with me. The wait, stirs high the separated pain. Boat capsizes on high sea,

Just Married

Just Married short poem

Those days were at the pate of youth Friends murmured when we sat together. They were unaware of Our oath to be one forever. Our skins never met But only our eyes and hearts. For we have learned that Love

I Can Not

I Can Not long poem

I can not move, so my inane soul Lumbering on grass bed, wonderfully separated. Above me the scorching June afternoon Tearing apart my very self, baking my budding marigolds. Mine fettered hands with numerous wants On vain quest of fetching

Autumn Leaves.

Autumn Leaves. short poem

We wander in this desperate land. With hopes of anticipation. You hold my hand, I hold yours. Like woven threads in wool. We are fragile leaves in an autumn tree. Ready to fall in this timeless abyss. Nature gives us

Clock

Clock short poem

Her heart was like a clock that I wanted to stop and rewind the dial back. Remembering the beginning. Following the curve of ticks as everything around disappeared. The ticks and tonks that throb as pulse. The blossom of smiles

Tears

Tears prose poem

If you look at the tears There is no difference between Tears and water Without water you cannot live And without tears you cannot love As sex releases our sexual tension Likewise tears releases Our emotional tension When we separate

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi)

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi) short poem

Fingers printed on face they offered apologies for the mudslide after the typhoon standing on the mound of twisted bones; the state had the right to trample and extinguish a bright flame, a meteor, streak of dissent only the sect,

Oh The Protector

Oh The Protector long poem

OH ; THE PROTECTOR Oh my Lord ! the saviour of the world please listen to the plight of those you created and introspect whether you really are their protector You decorated their life with desires and destroyed them with

She Was The One

She Was The One short poem

Today I know why God made me a human The species of agony,love and ideas I was involved in weaving my success When at sixteen I lost my heart to someone That person was a temptress The evil and saviour

Journeys

Journeys prose poem

Exhaustion is obvious on our foreheads why does blood leak instead of sweat? It’is flowing in the tears instead of veins. What anxiety is body experiencing? Why exhaustion is in the eyes? Where do we have to go? What are

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For Chinua

For Chinua elegy

A seven gun salute for CHINUA A star among stars The big tree has fallen But nature I blame For such a blunder. I know you look down Up there Your footprint still draws breath Yesterday your legacy I saw

A Parisian Dream

A Parisian Dream short poem

I wake up to cobble stone steps, And the smell of decadent crepes! Next thing I know, I’m sipping Chardonnay, While the harmonica in the background, plays. I’m cycling through fields of sun-kissed vines, With picturesque views, I’m cheerily entwined.

The Knife Set/sets

The Knife Set/sets long poem

I’ve ruined the knife set apparently, there were five and now there are four. ‘It’s not my knife set to diminish’, no ones mentioned the stain on the floor! Perhaps because I used bin bags, made an effort for which