Solititude Poems

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

Teardrops

Teardrops short poem

The tear drops run down, And fall off her nose. She cries in dark corners, Where nobody goes. You can follow the track, From her eyes to her chin. Years upon years, Of letting them win. And her eyes tell

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Forbidden..

Forbidden.. short poem

Behind closed doors bated breath, clasped hands, flesh caught fire.. Under the table lips lock, messy hairs clothes swung on the floor.. Fingers carving art on her chest; waists quiver… as he let his love enter her Softer spots… Deeper

Error I Need Remember

Error I Need Remember short poem

Wish I could edit life’s errors. Retrace my steps, reclaim All I lost, gave up on. I’d give my present knowledge To my younger self. Carry my youthful vigor for life, hold unto my experiences. My second thoughts I’d make

The Divine

The Divine ode

He awakens To a wicked world Of His own design Where the Damned Live amongst The Divine Their perfect little lives An illusion Fueled by vanity As He searches The darkness for light And His sanity Rythm of the heart

Fog

Fog ode

‘Don’t create fog’, covering truth, people say, afraid of fog, For me, the invisible beauty, nothing to cover, but be here, With me, at least in the morning and evening, as my love, To cover ourselves, as we walk, embracing

Flight

Flight short poem

Whirling discus thrower controlled precision, spinning presence concentrated energy coiled awareness for that one release Watcher sees and knows at the moment of letting go this one will be good same dynamic for shot putter, javelin thrower conscious complex actions

Loser

Loser prose poem

Every day I’m picking up fight with the man upstairs Living in sorrow because my life is a horror I am the clown who never get tired being a joker Covering up my lies as a tiger who actually can’t

Venice Was Not That Far

Venice Was Not That Far short poem

Words are left unspoken, feeling are listless We speak, but barely talk Venice was never so far Your silence kills me My effort is futile, the love we had is an empty boat Sailing with no hope to reach ashore

Ode to a Mosquito

Ode to a Mosquito ode

O lady of the night O lady mosquito What cruel trick of nature Would divine to make it so That war must rage In perpetuality Where you should seek To give me strife And I should seek To take your

Ode To A Friendzone

Ode To A Friendzone ode

The storm has settled, the rush is dead. After everything that could have been, Flows pain, bloodred. Emptiness rises, The tree shakes no more, whirling tears, beaten down without a sore. The foundation burns, as the heart laid bare. What

Just One Heaven

Just One Heaven ballad

No barb wire or wall will separate us No passport to identify No entrance fee or currency No politician of Police man to scare our fundamentals No wall clock ticking No alarms disturbing No black man or white man ruling

Ode To A Tree

Ode To A Tree ode

O tree, beautiful tree in the garden! Teach me the art of living! You have mastered so well ~ Feet planted strongly in the earth Branches raising arms to the sky Giving shade to the weary traveller Welcome shelter to

Your Enemy

Your Enemy short poem

She smiles in your face so pretty, But her intentions are dirty, Because behind your back it’s another story, And she talks out your business like it was history, So stop telling her things about you that are confidential, Because

Nailed To The Cross

Nailed To The Cross short poem

There are no crows by that side of the road just dust and debris from the long-fallow field and that legless marionette hanging from a frame it never seems to age, its expression unchanging a glint of oversized eyes, vicious

Failed Immortality

Failed Immortality short poem

Blaze was coming to terms with pyrotechnic cascade. The dignity was emotionally drained out. The persona turned to anima, to find out the answer for quality verdict. A rogue mission had flattened the brain. The piano man was dead and

Bless This Mess

Bless This Mess short poem

I’m no fun anymore, Not to be with or even around, I bitch-spewing hate is my second Favorite thing to do, Only topped by drinking, Reeking of cigarettes and whiskey, And I like dim places where the outlook is Bleak,

Evolution Revolution New World Order.

Evolution Revolution New World Order. prose poem

Global revolution is in the air. Not militarily, but technologically. It will be no less disruptive to world order, in fact it will be many magnitudes more. Technology tsunamis will churn across the globe and back again,washing away the old

Plasma On The Pavement

Plasma On The Pavement short poem

Release from your own skin Soul is in shreds and leaks poison while wasting valuable Plasma on the pavement End result sub-par / sub-human No existence cruel than this Maybe… No. Yes… To exist without challenge Opposition does not exist

Average Joe And The Inferiority Complex

Average Joe And The Inferiority Complex short poem

I live an ordinary life, In an ordinary home Built from ordinary bricks Made from ordinary stone. Each ordinary day I wake, Go down the ordinary stairs, Take a deep long breath and smell The ordinary air. At my ordinary

Devils Delight

Devils Delight long poem

As he grew up behind the hill In a small village beside the mill Dreaming the dreams he had to dream He frolicked upon the meadows so green A childhood so sweet he lived upon Flowers and fragrance and the

Love Sonnet 228

Love Sonnet 228 sonnet poems

Most flowery words are designed to gyp, Know that I shun such manner of discourse, My speech proceeds in truth without a slip, With words untainted, coming from the source; My love is as the sea that rides so high,

In The Domains Of Irrelevant Passion

In The Domains Of Irrelevant Passion short poem

A demanding desire Soaring up Chasing me to the outskirts of Contagious passion To enhance the beauty Deliberately smuggling in All the reachable resources Every chemical blend That would add the fineries Often tranquil imitations Rousing up the glamour In

Am I Not A Poet?

Am I Not A Poet? short poem

I wonder what’s it to be like a poet For I am called one… Is it to connect reality with Tough words that prompts reader Look up the dictionary? A one which has a rhyme scheme? A one which is

Let Go

Let Go short poem

Hold as it slips away from your fragile hand, Catch as it flies away to a wonderland, Pause as it helps you move on, The only way of life to surrender beautifully, Yet be remembered, Let Go, Let Go off

I still believe!

I still believe! long poem

As I remember my remedy in the natural scent of humanity, I am reminded the chewed kisses stamped on my forehead applauding my addition to the Zimbabwean population. I remember my first time drowned and dissolved in the newness of

Dancing Upon A Limb

Dancing Upon A Limb short poem

Dancing Upon A Limb remember me among the sea so faithfully we must agree through shadows peak along the path in the forest a spotted owl in a tree on the path a grey fox caress a lavender flower the

A Lighter Sky

A Lighter Sky short poem

we have a clean white bed, slept late, a shock to break the ritual. a treat on a major scale. probably ten. I think I may like to travel to small places, old and full of history. deep aged fabrics

Let me live

Let me live short poem

Let me live for I have a life let me get a life for I have discovered what zest for living is let me climb the mountains let me swim the oceans let me walk across deserts for all can

Rose

Rose short poem

You the red soft roses, The queen of the bushes, Oh the wooing princess, How shall thy beauty be praised! Millions of unknown thoughts you say, But in a quite silent way, All the world, across tha bay! Behind the

Darkness At Noon

Darkness At Noon short poem

Tousling the opulence was not modesty. Who will adore the clan? I am not yet ‘me’, the refuge of elevated moon. The heat and dust of nascent money was burning like a loud prayer in dark sun. Perfection tends to

Invisible

Invisible ballad

You are my husband but you never see me unless you want something. With you I always seem to have very bad timing. I am bugging you. Why don’t you just say go away. Why don’t you just say I

The Fall Of A Man

The Fall Of A Man long poem

loner in the desert incapable of enjoying the stars knight of no man’s land cannot stand on his own desperate for a touch ‘pathetic’, they shout and wonder how he lost his mind love only made him weaker as life

Love Sonnet 189

Love Sonnet 189 sonnet poems

Show me a rose more fair than what I have, And I’ll tell you, you searched throughout the lea For beauties that to weary eyes would salve, To find the one you flaunt as fairer be; Or trod the dawn

Unmatched Batch

Unmatched Batch ballad

We were unmatched batch She was a night owl and I was the morning bird. In the darkness I saw the gaze of the moon in her ogling eyes I heard the rumbling of thunder in her hoot Ruffling my

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds long poem

A sleight of the hand, a melodramatic move; Fate plays its final hand, A royal flush established, a victorious counter-move. Or was it simply you, in tandem with candor? Your misdemeanor forgotten, Simply an existential demeanor? How do you plead,

Smile Forever

Smile Forever short poem

Every morning my eyes open To the charisma of your beauty As if the-all-night-gaze wasn’t gratifying enough Please mind not if my fingers wander If my hands wrap around you Or If my lips kiss your feet in admiration They

An Arduous Heartbreak Later

An Arduous Heartbreak Later short poem

Colourful twinkling lights are streamed from the fireplace to the staircase and I give in to the aroma of gingerbread cookies and empty my 3rd shot of eggnog “what was your first kiss like?” I sneer at her senseless icebreaker

Our Innocent Years

Our Innocent Years short poem

Our innocent years and times gone by I remember too well when I was a child. Eating ice cream and playing hide and seek climbing trees and scuffed knees. Apple pie my gran would bake, Toffee apples and strawberry cake.

Waiting for the rain

Waiting for the rain short poem

Waiting for the rain for rain drops to fall on my face to hear the rat-a-tat on the roof to see everything turn green Am waiting for the rains.. When thousand souls come alive cradle of life brims over Am

Who Is He?

Who Is He? short poem

Who is he? Who is he? who comes in my dreams, Who wakes me up from my slumber and sleep. Whose face is hardly seen,… But his image is engraved deep within. He has several names and immortal fame, made