Sobriety Poems

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

Crystal

Crystal long poem

Knock knock knock, I opened the door Some girl named Crystal was on my front porch. I asked what she wanted, she said “may I come in? I have a surprise for you,” then flaunted her little white bag. “You

Poems containing references to : Sobriety

The Harrowed Heart

The Harrowed Heart long poem

Only those with the wisest minds -the oldest eyes, remember the days of love truly lost. The woman with the rage speckled iris, the man with the world-heavy curved spine, Holding aloft thy heads as the wisping breaths of each

Napoleon’s Europe

Napoleons Europe short poem

Europe my realm and my prized possession, I instill in thee our novel ideals, for your feudal laws our conquest repeals. Our boisterous wind of emancipation liberates Spain from draconian inquisition. Of the proud Brit’s stupendous earning power, an Egyptian

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A Cold Malady

A Cold Malady short poem

Sometimes I sweat, thinking of my fortune My melancholy is subversive and my melody boring With a firm hope, I wait for the time opportune, With the help of poetry and love, I’ll do my soul’s cleaning. The river is

Terry Hero

Terry Hero ode

Sweet emotions slow through human, A great human man. My loving man I don’t want to get broken, He has me now to be very out spoken. I wish to be his wife, And I know as of now we

The ‘shortness’ Of A Lil’ While

The ‘shortness’ Of A Lil’ While long poem

When I first got to meet him Soon after you left him I did not know him But something caught my attention. This something grew stronger Every day was revealing A depth that was building The real-ness was superceding. I

Companion!

Companion! ode

Companion, the blissful pal who knows it all the blink of the lid the twist of the lip raises toast with glee one spirit setting you free frolic …the one your bright moon and your setting sun same energy similar

Wind

Wind short poem

The value of wind is known, When it is hot and humid. The value of friendship is known, When the Friend is gone forever. The value of Money is known, When all squandered and none left. The value of parents

The Raven In The Box

The Raven In The Box elegy

Scared, timid, silent, sound it had no more, Rough and dead, its breath seem to fade, Flesh darkened, ripped apart from the soul, Cover the portions of my love, The Raven pleaded for its dying soul. I use to hear

Winter Trees

Winter Trees long poem

I love to see the winter trees Their twisted boughs and bony knees Contorted knuckles, warted bark The lichens staining limbs so stark If they could speak, a tale they’d tell Of suffering through winter’s hell I love the springtime’s

Commentaries

Commentaries short poem

This was my book of pain with no ending. Life had two meanings- Anticipation of today, and fear of tomorrow. Time was running out like sand from fists, mists were rising, commentaries on setting sun had begun. Mind was calculating,

If No Hands

If No Hands long poem

If no hands, she had, There won’t be any bangles, The colors and sounds, attracting My attention to see and catch On the exorbitance of my love, Breaking it, with no intention, But broke; and fell down. The glass-chips, with

The Middle Path

The Middle Path short poem

The road to Hell is wide and traveled well, With timbrels, gay, and trumpets blowing loud, And souls won’t know, if when, and how they fell, With souls roasting, their bodies walk still proud: But gate of Heaven opens but

A New Soul

A New Soul short poem

The skies smiled above, The moon peeped through the cracks, Clouds black than usual, A new life arrival waited, A pain so enormous, She bore it courageously, This life had to survive, This life wasn’t hers anymore, But every ones’

Unknowing You

Unknowing You short poem

Knowing you was not difficult; Coming closer to your heart Was tough, but overcoming My nervousness made it easy Just like a deep breath To calm a tempest within. Unknowing you is impossible; More so when you are around, Resisting

All Things That Bloom To Grief

All Things That Bloom To Grief short poem

Ain’t it a paradise when you see, all things beautiful, white and grey? When the melodies of life lit up in glee, all things surreal painted in this air. Ain’t it a heaven as you crawl and beckon, the white

Ravi Varma’s Orchestra

Ravi Varmas Orchestra short poem

A beautiful portrait of lovely ladies hangs in front of me in my workplace gazing at them I often wonder- – Where, where have we come from being them? ? Bejewelled, bedecked, beautified – -an epitome of adornment coy, silent.demure.humble

Bring on the Sunshine!

Bring on the Sunshine! short poem

Push the world a little harder And bring it closer to the sun. Celebrate each dazzling day Triumph all gorgeous clouds Paint a rainbow on your sky! Who cares about the clouds? When you have got a smile That brings

Strawberries, Champagne And You

Strawberries, Champagne And You short poem

Picnic in a secluded meadow Strawberries and Champagne On our lips as them sweet Kisses follow we can’t help But to give into our passion On a blanket as soft as Summer clouds… What a perfect day for kindred Hearts

The Boatman

The Boatman short poem

Midstream, in the stillness, a boatman rests on his oars. a lone bird in flight defines the sky. dark visions of rain dance into his sights. he heeds to a call from some distant star and pulls to shore. in

Song To Nectaria

Song To Nectaria short poem

O sweet Nectaria, keep a song to sing. Fill your mind with thoughts that can make you sigh, And your heart with hopes that can rise sky high. Should August’s stormy days, their strong winds bring, Clouds so dark that

Too Good To Be True

Too Good To Be True prose poem

As the days go by, the sun rises & sets to choices & decisions are filled in our voices We look forward & we look back at our visions of our success & remorses We plan, pray & hope God’s

Broken Pieces

Broken Pieces short poem

Love, I took care of you for a long time. And I always keep you here inside my heart. I’m your knight, your shining armor amidst deadly arrows that fall down from the sky… But why all of a sudden

Before I Change

Before I Change short poem

Before I go back into this sickening world, before I see people doing things that they never wished. Before I know people are not busy as they seem to be. Before I forget the true colours of my heart. Before

One

One short poem

Let any child Smile, Cry, Sing, or Be there for a while. Let one small boy skip, or lift a toy. Let a tiny girl reach, or not, or touch, or just be there. Let one, only one ask tell,

Reflection

Reflection short poem

You look at your reflection and see it disintegrating with every movement; an illusion by time, it appears, to trap you in life’s abyss. Try as you may to hold every grain; blinded by the fickleness of it all, you

Where My Heart Lies!

Where My Heart Lies! short poem

To the south lies my heart Torn and ripped, never to be whole My mind and body crippled with pain, of the memories of closeness of being one And yet to stay away brings darkness So I embrace the pain

In The Dew Of The Spears

In The Dew Of The Spears short poem

What might we say when the gears grate fitfully upon the uncertain gravel, earth spewing emptiness covered in grit upon the violets delicate, that keep smiling nevertheless? A curse struggles with a sigh and neither wins, defeated Being still morning

Slow Fearful Contrast

Slow Fearful Contrast short poem

Blazing eyes hot with slow fearful contrast fired together, coloring a vivid sonic boom. Blinding all with fired pistols quivering through many of the mighty dead. The light in my eyes was the only movement that could be seen. While

The Swing

The Swing ballad

I looked out that window that swing still hangs there, today its not swinging it just hands in the air, You wonder you stare those days you remember when you just didn’t care. Go make your excuses and just sit

You Say

You Say short poem

You want me to hurt like a lion hurts its prey before devouring it, you say you don’t, but you do. You want me to bleed, like the paint dripping from a painter’s brush heavy and thick, You say you

Let Me In

Let Me In prose poem

Knock knock knock!! He knocked the door with fear The night was not so dark not so bright The moon was hiding its face Behind the thin cloud The road was alone The wind was cold Nobody answered behind the

Rain The Rain

Rain The Rain ode

The two clouds, that love and have been loved hugged, embraced, and kissed with their lips, tightly closed one another; melting and boiling in their emotional heat, not to talk their feelings and to keep the flow of feel, unsurpassed.

Shopping List

Shopping List short poem

Marble pillars grace castle throne rooms Marbled veins like blood stopped abruptly Pillars with natural lines Not intaglio So elegant, so delicate Like a dahlia But so strong So steady Perhaps the gods created marble To look so effortless, but

Mother’s Day

Mothers Day short poem

cement heart of disappointment you traveled but not far enough graceful hands and tapered nails handwriting worthy of a calligrapher barking your knuckles peeling spuds standing in boots and a man’s coat you stink of his sweat raise his children

Timor Mortis Conturbat Me

Timor Mortis Conturbat Me short poem

I leave this world as ignorant as when I came into it, my hands empty, my heart full. I have no answers, only questions, no certainties, only doubts. The fear of death has been my most loyal companion, the cry of

Contradictions

Contradictions short poem

You let me in But I don’t let go I tell too many secrets There’s things you won’t show I hide in your capillaries Yet demand of you, all I chip at your fortress But build up my own walls

The Royals Vs The Poet’s Realm

The Royals Vs The Poets Realm ballad

Of splendid thrones of gold or treasures manifold Of jewelled caskets or lavish banquets Of Emirs and rajahs Of Sultan and Shahs Of kings and queens Of rulers and emperors Of sparkling crowns or flowing gowns Of their subservient stewards

Crimson Tears

Crimson Tears short poem

There’s a world of hate Outside my door And it matters not If you’re rich or poor The brave and the weak Are equally at risk From the enemy within And his evil task Horror no longer hides Behind my