Striated Poems

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

You Cry Over Me Like Rain – Oceans Apart!

You Cry Over Me Like Rain   Oceans Apart! short poem

Mano a mano taut our mutually limp and gnarled fingers bony hooks draped with blotched flesh – varicose veined, decubitus descent, and aged arthritic anatomy like a scorched oxbow lake cruelly desiccating topography! * * * * * * *

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She Who Never Lived

She Who Never Lived short poem

“Her eyes, they said, sparkled like the stars, Her merry laughter, they said, could be heard from afar. Her hair, they said, fell in dark brown curls, She was the prettiest amongst even the prettiest of girls. Her smile, they

Proceed And Halt

Proceed And Halt short poem

Life is an endless Journey Journey is smooth some times Journey is tiresome most of the time Journey is pleasant few times Journey finally ends over the time Journey during child hood is filled with fun and frolic One hardly

In Love

In Love prose poem

I am in love With Silence As the Moon is in love With the Galaxy. A complete tranquility A complete happiness A perfect bliss. Sinking deepest deep in the Ocean of mind Where a Lotus is blooming With all her

In Clouds

In Clouds short poem

You walk on burning embers like a black stone to meet the end before beginning on empty landscape. What was the need to cross a saviour? Death had the wedding anniversary in a garden – full of blessings for the

Teach Them with Love

Teach Them with Love long poem

I once was you I walked with your view. I endured your trial. I paced your mile. So please do not close your mind, Or wisdom will be left behind. Your path will be hard, But be on guard, For

Ninth Month

Ninth Month short poem

Goose-stepping on a soul song you set the sky ablaze, and I was not ready to welcome you. I was hungry and I was thirsty but could not find the road. Back and forth, back and forth walking with the

River’s Bend

Rivers Bend short poem

The rising waters envelop me, Frothing and bubbling around, Rushing towards the unknown, Seeking a final resting place. I try to move against the tide, But rivulets pull me resolutely, Like a mother dragging a child, Through the heart of

Pitfalls Of The Imagination

Pitfalls Of The Imagination long poem

It’s a childish sensibility that builds its own walls With drawbridge, moat and ramparts to break down Besieged for years by catapults and archers and fire-slinging foes Before the fortress finally falls and the flag is captured That’s when he

The Quest

The Quest long poem

I stood on the red glimmering rim of horizon, groping my way in my quest for secret of life; I stumbled many a time in the dark region, and bruised myself in my quest for secret of life! The red

Forever

Forever short poem

She worked hard, He worked harder, They both tried, To keep it together… But it was beyond, Their reach, They could not hold on, Forever…! They fought all night long, She ripped all of his letters, He burnt all her

cogito Ergo Sum

cogito Ergo Sum prose poem

Rene Descartes said “Cogito ergo sum” “I think therefor I am”. This is true regardless of our reality. Conscious of being is true regardless our reality, be it corporeal or digital. We may live in a computer simulation, but “Cogito

Summer Rain of a Dad

Summer Rain of a Dad short poem

He sounded very feeble Unlike the man he once was “I heard” he said “what you wrote” Picking on a Love Hate duel; An innocuous note that I have penned in an obscure magazine. “How come you feel that I

My Love

My Love short poem

I walked away through the lonely corridors, The light of the mighty tree of my life faded away. Yet there was a hidden spark of beauty in my heart, Waiting under the shadows of loneliness for you, but you ran

My Silent Plant

My Silent Plant short poem

Part of my family, you’ve always been. Earth is our house; the flower pot is Eden. We are a union of Chlorophyll and melanin. Chlorophyll gives you an ever-green colour. Melanin determines my skin colour. I still however, don’t know

Neither On Sky, Nor On The Shore

Neither On Sky, Nor On The Shore short poem

Sailing in thr ocean of thought, I was left with naught. Sun in water was sinking, My eyes sparkled without blinking. I was in the ocean’s core, Miles away from the shore. A wave flowed me away, With them a

A Woman’s Speech

A Womans Speech elegy

Love me, if you notice my beauty. Not of the leather covering my heart, Nor of the shine or charm but my beauty That lies within, not in a part. Touch me, if you notice my cleanliness. Not of the

We May Decide

We May Decide short poem

We May Decide My sweetheart come over to me in exile To meet face to face and know each other In the process we may decide for a while To be heart to heart and to avoid the altar On

Four

Four short poem

Seeking you, We endure, These daily trials, Brutal and unforgiving. We pursue you, In our thoughts, In our prayers, We ask for you. As these ordeals, Better us, We descend, Coveting you. There was never Any hope Nor salvation. There

You Are The One

You Are The One short poem

Come my lady, let me show you I’m the one who’ll get to know you I won’t let you out of my mind I won’t let you down you will find We’ll feel like our two souls are freed I

Primary Group

Primary Group short poem

They were that kind of people clapping with their heartbeat like caught fish slap their tails against the ground they cheated on life from time to time smiling with tight lips stretched in a straight line faking laughter clasping teeth

Real history

Real history short poem

Aboriginals inhabited their land They lived hand in hand No land property No hunger,’s no poverty Take what you need To sustain life with no greed Inhabitants of the continent Were simply slaughtered It was not an accident It was

Leftover Conversations

Leftover Conversations long poem

What is left to come across? everything seems to be lying open fatefully exposed before i could reach. Potbellied realities were reluctant to change they seemed to retire with confusions of shadows and full stops. There seems to be so

Another Day

Another Day short poem

The ocean breeze blew through my hair On it, a hint of magnolias Or was that the incense you were burning At the altar of your daily prayer Filled my lungs with the dusks’ freshness The dance of the chimes

Diamonds

Diamonds short poem

Glass and steel twinkle in the sunlight against a late summer sky of blue Like diamonds in the sky The morning air is crisp and clean, sweeping over a field of gold covered in dew Glistening in the sun Like

Christmas is Booked

Christmas is Booked long poem

I check the calendar. Oh, there’s lots of time to spare. I don’t know why I worried. I haven’t a care. Two weeks is a lot of time to do most stuff. I am quite sure that two weeks will

I Think, I Learned, I Know

I Think, I Learned, I Know short poem

Out on a long journey Towards an unknown destiny I can hear someone calling me behind But I learned, I know things can’t get rewinded. I wish I could have a genie Asking my three wishes to fulfil But I

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

If Only I Could

If Only I Could ballad

If only I could fly Up and above the sky I would spread my wings and soar high And let out a soft sigh. If only I could have wings Like birds flying as they sing I would fly as

Legacy

Legacy short poem

From the far horizon comes a call, To meet the lilting song of yesterday, How far away to the sunset I ask? No one answers to my dismay. Silent images whirl on by, Like a kite flying without string. I

Religion Of A True Neighbour

Religion Of A True Neighbour prose poem

That night had heavy rainfall lightning was shining in the sky that night, a poor farmer was cursing his poverty, as he could not see his children suffering from hunger from the neighbouring farmer’s cowshed he brought a cow before

Wife

Wife sonnet poems

sailing along these cumbersome waves with scorching rays upon our heads paddling against the winds of time so i will sing as bell the chime riding towards our yon of passion poesy to the cliffs and peaks of infinite glory

I Saw You Through The Window Pain

I Saw You Through The Window Pain short poem

I saw you through the window pain My heart was broken from the hammer you had fall No nothing really matters in my life at all There’s something quite not right about the way you call I know he was

I Saw You

I Saw You short poem

‘I saw you standing beside the tree Surrounded by lush of greenery A beauty, that everyone would be Jealous ,to this pleasure, that I see As gentle winds whispers tenderly At nearby hills and through the valley The meadow glows

Vulnerability

Vulnerability short poem

I stand naked At the window A rough wind Disarranges my hair Harsh sun rays Beat my bosom Into a merciless submission And I cringe at the touch Of your manipulative fingers My conscience Is like bad breath Reeking of

I Loved A Man

I Loved A Man short poem

In the budding days of youth In the spring time of growing mind While dreaming of being a Woman I loved a Man Question do I pose myself Why did I love him? Thousand times answer echoes It was his

In The Depths

In The Depths short poem

In the moment of silence, there alone, just me, no one else, I feel the terrors of my mind. Breathe… The effect of life on my soul. The raging storm, in my mind, the lack of peace, the power of

May Day

May Day short poem

lamplight reflection sits in the trees gives eyes to the leaves they watch without blinking there is beauty everywhere an old couple reworking their wills to include their new granddaughter a lay preacher sober since last Sunday enthralled with the

My Solitary Reaper

My Solitary Reaper short poem

I think about the soft velvety eyes, Wet in wait- Of a resolve of distance. Yonder do they stare at- Looking for the clouds the eyes love. Blue sky gazes down at him too, Benign and protective of his space.

Life’s Toast

Life’s Toast short poem

Difficult it becomes, the secret of the judgement and metamorphosis of the painted cotton into a stained truth. To save the present tense. A dangerous crowd of vowels to express the incomplete moment of watery teeth, so hung, while misspeaking