Seperation Poems

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

Heartland

Heartland short poem

No sooner had the crooning of birds Help me ease off the bed in regularity, Than made me sad, of having to wake upto it For a final time. The mornings spent in sleep, Were painful hours of indecision, As

The Final Goodbye

The Final Goodbye short poem

You said you would be back in a minute But the minute became eternity. Swirling waters erased your physical presence And I was left with just a distant memory. Our journey was cut short You travelled to the other world

Poems containing references to : Seperation

Separation

Separation prose poem

I as well she were single We met each other to mingle and tied the knot to once for all settle We were riding on a fairy tale before we were gifted with two little pretty dolls who grew up

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

Parting Away

Parting Away short poem

I could see him leave, leaving me alone. I weep and cry, not showing it at all. I think about him, every minute, every second, every moment. Where is he now? I wonder… Has he found someone better, than me?

Absence

Absence short poem

Moments when I need a fulcrum, Like now, when the need for your presence Hangs overwhelming harder than your memory. Now means not just this night Whose sky like is covered with a black orchid petal, Mourning sheet over the

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Life Goes On

Life Goes On short poem

We are all wayfaring travelers, Trudging down our separate roads, Hoping, wishing praying, Someone will come and share our load. There are sunburns on our shoulders, And blisters on our feet, We brave the wildest blizzards, And the scorching summer

Layers Of Life

Layers Of Life elegy

The walks of life has layers of past Some of my own and some unknown Few conquered truths amassed Many a battles lost and thrown. Scars of wreckage and circle of life Oh, those angel with heavy wings, still flies

Colors Of The Earth

Colors Of The Earth short poem

Colors of the Earth so beautiful and serene Reds, blues, browns and greens Oceans so blue and places so clear Standing and enjoying things from the peer Mountain ranges that reach the sky some higher than helicopters fly All types

Love Barrier

Love Barrier short poem

I have no will to walk on the lane where you don’t reside I don’t want to step into the house where you don’t live Life may look colourful and cheerful all round Happiness may appear to exist every where

Nepalese In Chinatown

Nepalese In Chinatown short poem

Tables laden with stones and gems, Adornment for a lady and her hems. Cat’s eyes in necklaces, sapphires and rubies, Shimmering in oriental colors- Such beauties! Strange and mystical dark objects, Matched by inscrutable, smiling Nepalis. Eager to please and

Dreams – Desire – Passion – Ambition

Dreams   Desire   Passion   Ambition long poem

Relax and wait for a while Wait for quite sometime Wait until the next moment in time Let the next moment in time be a thing of past Wait until that point in time Once that happens, then proceed towards

No answers

No answers short poem

How rash can rash be how fast can I burn out how do i become shooting star how do I make people see what they don’t want to see or do I have anything to show at all the sun

Who Cares

Who Cares long poem

You look at me like I give a damn, I’m so sorry to disappoint, I think you forget just who I am, Quite frankly I don’t see the point. Why can’t you see I really don’t care, If you stay

The thing about pain

The thing about pain short poem

An unwelcome feeling Something I’d rather refrain from It’s not what happened after But what happened during the storm Making you weak It will seep right through Taking a sharp knife Stabbing it into you. You will wanna run As

Insanity

Insanity short poem

High cut walls of hell was born Little devils seemed serene n calm Hot-red fire washed upon all Air around felt humid and warm… Dread, hatred, but not love Could find a place to stay ashore Flesh perished and then

Just Because We’re Over

Just Because We’re Over short poem

JUST BECAUSE WE’RE OVER Doesn’t mean we still can’t Be friends, JUST BECAUSE WE’RE OVER doesn’t mean We can’t still get together And have some fun every Now and then… After all the years we shared Together it would be

Moonshadow Castle Curse

Moonshadow Castle Curse short poem

Sitting here in this red velvet room overlooking the sea…candlelight strikes the piano keys and like a tiger on the run here I go again moving in for the kill casting another magic spell on you by force of will…can’t

A Maiden’s Holiday

A Maidens Holiday short poem

when death takes off its stockings it reveals it has the legs of a lady. not just desiccated femurs – luscious calves and plump thighs, the kind that would make noted drunken poets claw free from the grave and wolf

From Lids

From Lids short poem

a facsimile of torture candlelit in moony dark i want to unread the anointed death on this tip of an arrow, here it comes the hissed phrase wrenching the gut – for conceptual withdrawl, dawn of dark secrets without footprints

The Ballad Of The Skateboarding Ant

The Ballad Of The Skateboarding Ant ballad

If you’ve ever seen an ant go whizzing by faster than his friends and with goggles on his eye’s, then without a doubt, skidding through the plants, you’ve met my friend Albert, The skate-boarding ant. From the day he was

I Vow Here And Now

I Vow Here And Now short poem

Well And Everybody longs for someone to love The unconditionally well I think I’ve Finally met my match written in the stars Of destiny and so I Vow here and Now to love you more today than yesterday more tomorrow

Zombie Land

Zombie Land short poem

Too many die every moment around us. Not wounded fatally though, but maimed and left to lurch and die. Too many ‘uv us’re paralysed enough to act. Hamletian syndrome. Too many tongues burnt on pyres fuelling a feudal society. Too

A Distant Wish

A Distant Wish short poem

As I glance through the window pane, the brightness of the sky catches my eye. The crescent moon and the twinkling of the stars near by , brings a smile on my face as they pass by with a feeling

The Abnormal Window

The Abnormal Window short poem

Neither below nor above , Natural nature seeks scope , To survive on Instinct’s rope . The normal in periodic table , Weaves the Necessity’s fable , Here ‘yes’, there ‘no’, runs the tale . Futile prove all theories of

Golden Leap

Golden Leap short poem

At cremation ground the flames were creating strange words he stood still, in void, between unfenced tears there was no need to question the answers, kicking up the history, of crossing the bridge over the river of annihilation of self,

My Darling Child

My Darling Child short poem

Were you not born Had you not looked at me I would be a “No” person Your little fingers Your smooth hand Your rolling eyes Your funny smile Take me to Heaven And lo…my dear Darling little child You are

Different Yet The Same

Different Yet The Same short poem

I am one of many, Born different and yet the same My blood is red And my bones can break But to some I’m just a number A name Labeled by doctors In their eyes I’m not the same I

Beauty Dances

Beauty Dances short poem

Beauty dances on her face She is a flower from beautiful race Graceful gait from face to face No one else be able to trace If you come across in case You may not be able to face Touch Me

Love Sonnet 43

Love Sonnet 43 sonnet poems

Bring me no more ambrosia, please, no more, Nor fill my cup, with sweet nectar to drink, Of Graces’ dances, spare me no encore, And Muses’ songs next time, not now, I think; Tell Apollo to mute his lyre today,

Eternal Togetherness

Eternal Togetherness short poem

There stands the moon For us as a boon, When down on this Earth Distances take birth. Different things around, Physically far on ground, But the same moon the eyes show That let’s the togetherness grow. Clouds in and often

What Is Love For A Statue

What Is Love For A Statue short poem

I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But what I see I don’t know Are you a woman or a statue Your hair are made of loneliness Your eyes are made of centuries Your blood

London Town

London Town short poem

Here come the lights, what’s that I see? New blocks rising, no sympathizing, progress must be made, Here come the machines to take over from the spades, churning up the history, now to remain a mystery, that doesn’t matter, we

November Third, Seattle

November Third, Seattle short poem

The sun won’t appear today Rising elsewhere it kindles flowers In foreign fields; even inspires A crop of melanoma among The fieldhands. But not here. The grey view south is dotted With electric pinpoints and a single Tall cross dim

Schrödinger’s Alley

Schrödingers Alley short poem

One step the wrong way Is the path to this place within a place. The shops are different here. Run-down, Their beaten and smashed faces glaring With a menacing disdain. Everywhere, Schrödinger’s knife at your back, His gun to your

Little Gray Men

Little Gray Men long poem

I took an unfamiliar trail Through a forest that wasn’t there Green sky, red trees and all But at least I wore my wing tips And as I studied the blue dirt Tiny footprints appeared They did But I was

Parents In Winter

Parents In Winter short poem

In the cold unfamiliar air an unconditional future cries out. Without a word loving ears understand with a timeless instinctual wisdom. Patience and strength are quietly demanding an audience. Repetition gives small comforts to those who wait behind a transparent

Hooligan Wind!

Hooligan Wind! short poem

I watched the wind having wicked fun today Stripping leaves from trees and hurling them like confetti Forcing flowers to frantically dance to any old tune Sucking up grit and spitting it in unsuspecting faces Snatching hats from the heads

Strong For Too Long

Strong For Too Long short poem

Sometimes you cry. And that’s okay. It doesn’t make you weak. It never means you’re frail. It means you’re strong… Stronger than they know. Sometimes you have to let some bad out to make room for more strength. And, my

I Will Hide In Your Hands

I Will Hide In Your Hands prose poem

I will hide in your hands away from all pain No one can ever hurt me again I thank you Jesus that you hold me close that you love me Lord God of hosts I thank you Jesus that your