Submission Poems

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

Submission

Submission prose poem

oh, my an editorial board when I first sat down today to write poetry I imagined a whole other world love was on my mind the world was new and I made the most of it so I ask you-

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Poetry Contest – Happiness Happens! (No Entry Fee)

Poetry Contest   Happiness Happens! (No Entry Fee) news and updates

We promised you a ‘Happy’ surprise and here we are with our next contest – “Happiness Happens!“. And truly so for happiness is not a destination, it is a journey and we would like to be your co-travelers on this

Years From Now….

Years From Now.... short poem

When I first saw you, He nudged me and gave me a sign. I thought it was just over thinking of a melancholy heart. Time passed by, we passed by each other, Another bell rang; another gust of wind blew

Soliloquy

Soliloquy short poem

I Captivated thee first in my arms Then thy submission of self is not at all strange I blossom flowers upon that countenance So seeing me loveliness of gardens appears thereon I, fail to recognize my own self then When

Beauty And Love

Beauty And Love short poem

Spring has come to embrace your cheeks Lovely breeze caresses your peaks Love itself comes and seeks Through out the days through out the weeks Permission to touch, submission to take The fragrance of your body to a lake For

Blindfolded

Blindfolded short poem

A dented version of an old grudge, blackened lips with an elite song, your relentless search ends in a terminal shock, nursing a green wound. That anguish was still there, and the wild anger sprawled on hidden fractures, false teeth,

Thoughts Have Wings

Thoughts Have Wings long poem

Sitting here tonight thinking about you the phone rings and it’s you on the other end you say I was just thinking about you how have you been? I say well I’m fine but it’s kinda ironic I was just

Forbidden Rule

Photo by Nad Renrel Desiring urges of the forbidden rule It’s almost irresistible How much I want to caress his face To kiss his lips softly passionately So hard to hide the desire inside I want to move closer Touch

Acrimonious.

Acrimonious. prose poem

Alone inside but, encircled by people invisible to any significance in your eyes, Empty and sorrowful, even a smile is too expensive for you, there is a whisper in you, a hushed voice, the only drive that pushes anything to

A-grade

A grade prose poem

She was pensive Sadness looming large on her face She failed to manage What was hurriedly needed She just passed her twelfth class She craved to do graduation But circumstances looked stubborn to deny favors to her Father with all

Saga With Durga

Saga With Durga short poem

They were fated to face that minor road mishap The vehicle got tripped due to use of sudden brake It was August 1997, when my parents traveled by that cab Ignoring evil Oman earlier, my father left home without shake

The Unbreakable Bond

The Unbreakable Bond short poem

Punished for being irregular, Is when I met someone similar. Caught for late submission, Sat next to me, a wonderful person. The first guy in college, Whom I spoke to, with lot of courage. There felt a spontaneous connection, That

Sense Of Freedom

Sense  Of Freedom ballad

In the morning, nothing: every trace of him effaced, all the field pure white, its surface glittering, the dawn, glancing from its glaze, oblique, relentless, unadorned. It is the silver jubilee year Of a wedding knot tied On a September

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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

Madonna Of Boise

Madonna Of Boise short poem

I’m going there soon a place I’ve never been I imagine it smells of pine forests and is shady with the Boise river running nearby rather shallow its speed impossible for a newcomer to gauge there’s a woman there who’s

Non-Fiction

Non Fiction short poem

I had always wondered If fiction is wrought Only in books and on celluloid. I know now, that fiction is when one by one the layers are pulled off. and the shadows that remain Is fiction. So when the boundary

Coupling

Coupling short poem

In the tiny truths behind the hidden words and blood streaked cheeks, you drink ozone in deep layers. I will count all my sins and light the candles in a row. On the pillow of moon, night slept in half-slumber.

Man And Machine

Man And Machine short poem

Vehicle we run , to lesson our strain strain we feel when vehicle gives trouble trouble we take but blame the vehicle for its brake down Breakdown we experience when vehicle is set for major repair Major repair we get

A Wish…

A Wish... ode

I don’t wish success or riches in my life, Not even willing to be great. not eager to know my future, Nor even dissatisfied with my fate… To be true, It will be a great pleasure, if I find you,

Rising Tide

Rising Tide short poem

She built her house on the side of a hill thrilled when the rain came hard like living in the middle of a river, every branch and twig of the dangling greenery come alive with sound and motion, gravity dragging

History

History short poem

Focused on burgundy palms as the age blinks, you start distressing on a unipolar pinnacle, biting the nails. The road absorbs the horizon. Perched on a controversial tree the birds break into small events to reach the grass roots. A

The Bright White Light Of The Holy Spirit

The Bright White Light Of The Holy Spirit long poem

Oh and as I put on the WHITE LIGHT OF THE HOLY SPIRIT nothing can harm me Today…like a mirror all around me Negativity will see its own reflection And flee because negativity can’t stand Itself but if anything good

Sunset

Sunset short poem

Oh how the sun played peek-a-boo with my eyes, as I walked down the path betwixt the trees early one eve. In the blink of my eye, she peeped out, and winked, giving me a taste of her bright smile.

Make Me Strong

Make Me Strong short poem

Oh my Lord Give me courage Make me strong I know the path is long ”Make me strong” Oh my Lord When i fall down Pull me up Give me light and guidance ”Make me strong” Oh Merciful Open your

The Little Martyr

The Little Martyr long poem

I skipped in the school building so tall With a smile like a bubbly China doll ”I shan’t fail the test today, I know” I murmur’d, merrily dancing to and fro. ”Prepared for the test, my dear friend? I ponder

Identity

Identity short poem

The biggest discredit to one’s own self is to not be ‘ yourself ’. To strive to be like someone is the biggest injustice, ever done. To be your own biggest critic. To judge with an impossible yardstick. To never

May Her Soul Rest In Peace

May Her Soul Rest In Peace short poem

The smile,the face ,the glory you shone Will there be in our hearts Perhaps did the time past so fast That now we have remains of you in our hearts May her soul rest in peace May the god give’em

Memory Lane

Memory Lane prose poem

I remember the days past, the years past they all passed so fast as I take a walk on memory lane my mind remembers the rains, the pains and the gains and it places a strain on my brain because

Lonely Island

Lonely Island ballad

On a small island cast away Lost in thought lonesome I stay Early stars shining in the evening sky Where am I, alone I wonder Why? Lonesomeness beckoning fear I see A magical book appears from the blue Emitting rays

Seek What’s Missing In Me

Seek Whats Missing In Me short poem

Positive thinking brought positive results I bounced back from my mind’s insults I’m free from the torture my mind endured How bad I truly was seems absurd Free to enjoy the future once more Can use my mind for what

This Is My Stay

This Is My Stay prose poem

Within the imagination I am content to live This is my stay I see how plenty, how ever-expanding it is The ‘All’ a rich array Of ever-rotating colors with which to paint And never fade away This is my stay

What If I

What If I prose poem

What if i comes to you for ever? Will you care for me the same…. No!! What if i starts abominating you? Will you understand me for the same.. No!! What if i disavowal your words? Will you respects me

Pink Eyes

Pink Eyes short poem

Pigments on rocks were darkening. Violence had permeated like skunk. Enough to go numb. Stream of blood. Entire limbs were missing. You want to go insane, deoxygenated. The bomber was going to face a firing squad. Were you ready to

Letter To You

Letter To You short poem

Hey you, I just wanted to write, I really hope you don’t mind, You’re not out of mind, just out of sight, I think about you all of the time. I often wonder how things are, Since the last time

The Layman

The Layman prose poem

The Layman (Or: When History Repeats Itself)// By: Fareed Ghanem **** He is a layman, just like a gulp of water from a brook passing here by chance. His features are gratis, his eye-brows a bush of terebinth, furze, chicories

Saying Grace

Saying Grace short poem

The old man sits at his table with bowed head and folded hands. Before him is his evening meal for which he is about to say grace. He closes his eyes and the words flow from his lips. With sweet

Mortal Blues

Mortal Blues short poem

That satanic streak of tireless undressing of a hapless monarch. Wings were gone. Cannot fly across the tree of hypocricy. A footmat for the suicidal jump from the elegant hierarchy to grainy lies. Why are you turning ungreen? You will

Your Presence

Your Presence short poem

Your presence – dear God – it’s intoxicating. It interrupts my daily thought process. It leaves me in a never ending, head scrambling, mental chaos. I can’t remember right from left. Or distinguish the difference between white and black. And

Love Sonnet 170

Love Sonnet 170 sonnet poems

I have figured what is eternity, In longing, and boring hours of a day, Eternity could be anxiety, In half-second before a kiss would lay; Could love be measured in eternities? Does love subtract from life for lack of it?

Ode To A Son

Ode To A Son ode

Look at that smile, that heart, those eyes they are in so much pain.. but are still wise.. come to me son for you have worked so hard. Now come to me, put your head on my lap and i