Stout Poems

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

Kindred Spirits

Kindred Spirits short poem

Wasteful truths about life unfold; to float in dreams of what to undo. Like a candle waiting to be put out- They bristle regret’s shadow into a kayo. Playing laments meant to scaffold- kindred spirits; caught up in a rue!

Poems containing references to : Stout

My Father Behind The Wheel

My Father Behind The Wheel long poem

My room was the old garage attached to the house festooned with posters and dirty underpants my father’s Mercedes was a sacred relic with a flavor of old leather upholstery. It rested in its own building. there must have been

A Mouse’s Tail

A Mouses Tail long poem

But it’s not my fault Cried the mouse in dismay I though I knew where I was But appear to have lost my way Sat at the foot of my bed With his hands under his head He tried through

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day poetry articles

He was the first man your eyes opened to.. The shivering hand that touched your tiny nose.. The strong arm you cuddled on.. His love that kept brimming but never spilled.. Those eyes that made everything seem within reach.. That

Green Thumb

Green Thumb short poem

Lucky little seed, I pick you. To bury in dirt and chicken poo. I cant wait to watch you grow. Underneath the light bulb glow. Little sapling poking out, Standing up so strong and stout. I’m so very proud of

The Only Question

The Only Question short poem

It wasn’t that she was weak-willed She was just jaded of being stout-hearted Blue of breathing on aspirations Blue of breathing on unreal affirmations Emptiness inside her Makes her feel so forlorn The only question is – If pain demands

Black Rain

Black Rain long poem

The cloak of night is on me Comforting in its envelope. The gloom helps me mask, for a while, The pain I nurse within. Dark purple skies And faint silhouettes of clouds. Lightning heralds the distant thunder The macabre outline

Respect!

Respect! long poem

So, You want yourself to be respected? Have you seen your face, It has got two large eyes And a nose which at times they compare to a beatel leaf, Complexion of a glowing sun and skin that of melting

Signature

Signature short poem

Sky, draw my starry signature For a consenting wish to be alone To be alone, to be alone with my soul Till the Moon lately shown in all my enabling thoughts. Pleasant hours’ dimming glories Are weaving Earth’s new stories

She

She long poem

An awakening moon she is in wakeful dream, A fairy in all true sense, gracing your life’s bend. When you like a confused caravan standing before vast Desert of heart’s domain, In desperate quest for quenching thirst of mind, partly

Friend Maybe?

Friend Maybe? prose poem

As I ponder upon the color in my life a friend brought, I fall into a boulevard of meanings which is difficult to sort, Which compounds a lot of emotions together making a heavy stout, The satisfying talks that I

Lonely Planet

Lonely Planet long poem

Travelling with along, stout dark man In the burstling city thoroughfare Talking incessantly about immediate enjoyment Of unnatural genre was of good old days, When we found ourselves shopping Delusion in cramped dimly lit economic pub Where the roaring music

Truth, Justice And Evidences

Truth, Justice And Evidences long poem

Shylock and Portia, in a court-scene, One to shed blood, and the other Not to shed blood, on one and the same condition, To be true to the court, in favor of justice, On rules and regulations, against Antonio, A

To Her

To Her long poem

To her I loved a girl but, I guess, I was afraid to spill it out. Like a hot cake on sale She was up for grabs Physically not so stout, I bet I wasn’t her type A, little icing

Love’s Brief Hour

Loves Brief Hour short poem

In love’s brief hour, A new joy is born, quite uncommon, Spelling rhythms of stepping affair coming up. Half drawn eyes glowing, full of fineries, Giving gentle knocks in hesitating heart. It is the glorious hour, being in passion fever,

Through Binocular Eyes

Through Binocular Eyes short poem

How tall and stout were those who wore big armors? I wondered at a museum of heroic ancestors. In self hypnotism I look through future. find machines are giants, people- pygmies, products outnumber their creators, most inhabitants follow train of

The Man, I Need

A girl of twenty I am, you will say, Not matured to search a man now, That’s the fault of your new specs, In old face; renew your face, not specs; Things changed a lot, you will see. Whole world,

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The Smoky Cloud

The Smoky Cloud short poem

The black smoky cloud Floating in the air Was ready to spread its wings to the world. I looked up to see its black strong wings. Part by part , section by section It floated away and re-joined slowly. It

Him And Her

Him And Her short poem

As I stare into his eyes, my heart beats crazy fast. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Her eyes sparkle, like the stars above us, as her gaze makes my heart

Our Witness- The Pole Star

Our Witness  The Pole Star long poem

The dusk seemed darker than ever, A few stars twinkling here and there. The Pole Star, fixed essentially, giving assurance…. Things are not always as they seem to be. Tossing and turning is the law of existence, None remains untouched,

My Best Friend

My Best Friend short poem

The sun embraced me with his long hands he tenderly touched my face with his soft fingers. it was so special for me to open my eyes, I looked out through my window there on the floor, my friend was

The Abcs Of Life

The Abcs Of Life short poem

Able and ready time to move Beat of your own, find the right groove Chatter and friendship, have a drink Diet forthcoming on the brink Echoed faith, stare straight above Fireworks and cupid perfect love Guitar strings and rasp whispered

People or Teeth

People or Teeth short poem

The day I lost my very first tooth, I was half way through grade four, I’d run my tongue along the gap, Where my tooth had been before. I remember I went home crying, And showed it to my mum,

Easter Eve

Easter Eve short poem

while dew was still shining upon flowers mother went with her knapsack of seeds to the cemetery to plant petunias and daisies father climbed to the top of the cherry tree half-sleeping a baby spring wind opened a pathway in

The Book

The Book short poem

Open the book And take a quick look inside God knows how you’ve tried Put pen to paper In song or in verse Each one comes out worse Than the last one And now you’ve begun Rewrite the score And

Living By The Dream

Living By The Dream short poem

We lived by a dream of being together; However, that remained just a dream of one another. I am not sure, why this happened? But I am sure that He will not make his child cry for long, He is

The Storm

The Storm prose poem

The Storm was fierce with deadly winds that pointed to a farmland, that once was filled with life, and love, a farmer’s precious homeland; but droughts had hit and done their deeds, and things began to die, and all the

Emotions Evaporate

Emotions Evaporate long poem

Elegantly enthralling in this evening is the expanse of the sea Spread so vast and wide, everywhere I could see Cloudy sky colorfully painted to pose On watching it, my soul silently rose Fishing birds do frequent round My mind

Fly

Fly short poem

Sundown on a January Sunday a blast from the past caught me by surprise although we have been estranged someone could of told me you died, now I am in mourning regretting that we never got to reconcile so but

Prophet And Loss

Prophet And Loss sonnet poems

A rich man showed up at the pearly gate; The rest for both the righteous and the weary. He thought if there was question of his fate That he’d get in by quoting market theory. “I heard the poor and

Dependence

Dependence short poem

Do not depend on anyone The world is not yours The tears in your eyes is just A regret because of other’s cause Hold your breath and try to feel the restlessness It’s just same as your soul feels Entrapped

You’ve Been On My Mind

You’ve Been On My Mind short poem

After seeing you again yesterday I just can’t think of anything else but you, oh your beautiful face your pretty eyes and your wicked little grin makes me wanna get to know you better if you know what I mean

Little Flicker

Little Flicker sonnet poems

Once done, my words in your mind will bury. Where my eyes were once of warm flames dancing Your paradigms replaced them with fury Lest it stops, my heart persists on beating Little I have left for spark’s ignition But

Avalanche

Avalanche short poem

Mid way up the mountain, I turned around. A solace breezed through the clouds, now older. This sudden amnesia covered in snow. This reoccurring season, was I ever changed. Now grown with age. The jagged edge between my fingers. I

Sea Stacks

Sea Stacks long poem

skipped rocks through a stream today the opening of a brand new day its frame is in minor decay the bleached wood massed in bone piles, we pulled it from dark beach and built fire in a fenced clearing the

Sombre Day

Sombre Day short poem

Ushering in a shadowy day, Coral Sky is twisting slowly away From whispering white to sombre grey The gently passing time is slain, From bones of those who did succumb Ushering in a darker day. Blue pastel skies will fade

Innocence Of Those Eyes

Innocence Of Those Eyes short poem

Innocence of those eyes Innocence of those eyes, will never disguise , their dreams will fill their blood, with joyous thoughts, and gifts that love has brought innocence of a child is a blessing, which makes him see the beauty

Ours

Ours short poem

If we cannot love how can we experience If we continue to hate how can we generate peace If we proceed to lie how can we find truth If we find justice in wickedness what is righteousness If we don’t

We Are A.c.e.

We Are A.c.e. long poem

We know it’s hard to believe From what your earthly eyes can see. We know it’s difficult to accept Since you are deficient in sensory depth. We know you haven’t been sufficiently prepared To come to terms with what’s really