Systems Poems

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

Religion As Philosophy

Religion As Philosophy prose poem

Great Maker beyond human knowledge. Our time is short. Our knowledge finite. Reality infinite. We struggle to understand. We create structure to make it so. We build and grow the best we can. It’s a struggle every day you know.

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The Queen

The Queen prose poem

One could tell that she had ascended from a peaceful and noble family of visionaries This rare beauty was never bounded by mirrors of painted images and selfishness She loved the open views that afforded her a first hand look

A Global Birth Date….

A Global Birth Date…. ode

A poem dedicated to john Lennon on his birthday: 9th of October Birthday and rebirth Celebrate it forever Dwellers of mother earth A newborn’s first cry That no one can deny John Lennon’s expression Correcting every mission No other year

Who Is Right?

Who Is Right? prose poem

What do you believe? Why do you believe it? How did you learn it? Who taught you? What where their motives. Ideas not men rule the world. Some believe in religion, some do not. Some believe in life after death,

The Watchnight Songs

The Watchnight Songs poetry books

The book is a compendium or a collection of over eighty poems, which address our physical make-up, socio-cultural attitudes about life, African political landscape and its historical past poetically. The first section of the book begins with a simple reflection

Courage

Courage short poem

courage is but the wisdom to know the path to survival come storm or blizzard if you want to get there fast beat all your friends to the nearest location but if you want to go far invite all your

On The Inherent Duality Of Miracles

On The Inherent Duality Of Miracles long poem

I am waiting for a miracle. A miracle of meteorological proportions. A miracle whose atmospheric propositions would be large enough to render it, and anything appertaining to it, be it high up in the sky that ends it, or down

What Is Love?

What Is Love? prose poem

Why do we feel love? Do we even know what loves is? How do know when we’re in love? Does anyone really know? Songs have been sung about love for thousands of years. Stories, poems, books and movies flood our

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Demur Of A Mother

Demur Of A Mother short poem

An unknown awaits to come out from her dark closet slowly leaven to ensure the pain to be undefined something anxious is always on her mind resting to fulfill her choice. It’s not a follow up path for her it’s

You Can Do It

You Can Do It short poem

Your thoughts are your life Dream big and then strive. Your mind is your limit, Believe in yourself and reach the success summit. Disappointments’ inevitable, Don’t be afraid ‘Coz they’re gonna make you exceptional. There are obstacles in your way,

Under The Same Stars

Under The Same Stars short poem

As I say goodnight, I remember before I sleep, Those good times we spent, so intense and so deep, Brings pain to know that it’s all over now, There’s no us anymore and I ask myself how, You changed the

Write, But Not Tonight

Write, But Not Tonight short poem

I want to write, But not tonight. Sleep is calling, I feel me falling. I rest my head, On my soft bed. My eyes are closed. I cover my toes. But my mind’s clear, And in full gear. Words start

Things My Mother Taught Me

Things My Mother Taught Me ballad

My mother taught me everything, When she sat me down on that toliet and informed me this is my life now. Though I was young I still remember sitting there for almost an hour as she didn’t tell me that

Incarnation

Incarnation short poem

Trampling the borders, he started losing his vibrations. He was asking for the perpetual forgiveness for his bandaged ego. The new incarnation. For the broken homes he refused to admit his side of guilt and jumped into the frozen lake

Flame Rose

Flame Rose short poem

Etched under my skin flame roses blister Scars on the palms of my hands bleed stigmata thorns My eyes freeze to crystal The tears around my throat are fashioned in black lace obsidian My lips, the color of amber and

Peto

Peto short poem

I am the little tiger that ran away The jungle seemed to disappear each day I wondered hard and long but I couldn’t stay So I walked down river to find another place to hunt and play Everywhere seemed to

Do You Remember?

Do You Remember? short poem

Do you remember when you were young: When they sold us a future in which everyone Would have more time for leisure and Life’s simple pleasures? I do. I remember how ‘progress’ was sold as the shift Toward treasured Modernity’s

You Say I Am Into Your Heart

You Say I Am Into Your Heart short poem

You say I am into your heart; and sitting on its bough in your sleep and waking I start singing sweet love-song now; and then you ask me, how? You ask me how I entered there and how I love-song

Light

Light short poem

There’s a light in my garden, a light in the night. Giving light all around to make everything bright. I peacefully sit out there when evening is here, and wait for my gecko’s who come and play with much flair.

Happiness

Happiness short poem

A child’s smile, the tinkle of a bell Makes me sound happy and well The breeze that passes by Takes me away from this world My worries are lifted I’m no more coy I feel the joy I like to

Wasted Spring

Wasted Spring short poem

Walking bare footed on the turf of past With an unusual nonchalance for the changing season, Spring’s music echoed and died away so fast, But no songs or laments did reach this garden. Sweet fragrance of ripe fruits went unnoticed

Good Day

Good Day short poem

Hoping for more good days. Wishing that everyday was like today. Filled with joy and excitement. But containing the sorrow and sadness. Good days come and go. Containing both the joy and sorrow. Some containing more than the other. But

Strange Dreams

Strange Dreams short poem

Rose petals, dried leaves and wet earth wet bark of the trees, a dripping lamp post a man huddled in a trench coat sitting on a bench, a cold bench his boots soggy, his eyes damp clutched in his hands

My Simple Song

My Simple Song short poem

Beneath the blue sky on open lands I blow a reed a tune so simple yet very sweet With me hums the wind and each wisp of grass wafting puffs around me softly rustling leaves and swish of small weeds

Absolute Bottom

Absolute Bottom long poem

I have felt the cold touch of approaching doom reaching back from the future during all my incarnations entangled with the nerves and muscles in my back like a blacksmith pounding out his last piece of stock understanding that it

That Smile

That Smile short poem

That smile… ooh, that smile. It has its own style… taming the wild. Bringing out the child within an old soul. That smile has its own glow … an independent show. Among the undeserving … that smile just keeps on

Birth Of A Poem

Birth Of A Poem short poem

In the sea of flesh: pomegranates. I will not say what I mean. In nameless pit of hollow breast, a parting kiss of poetry. I will count my steps tonight. walking on tectonic plates before the quake hits. It was

Faceless Journey

Faceless Journey short poem

An insider was asking: this was a very troubling question. Why a culture becomes sick, burns the book, and beheads a god? Forgive my loincloth. This century was becoming very hot till the nose bleeds and fills the cauldron of

Where Heaven And Earth Meet

Where Heaven And Earth Meet short poem

A stroke of genius like a work of art I can feel it in my heart now a miracle and a dream come true The breaking of bondage like little pieces of glass scattered apart coming back to myself now

Lost In The Light

Lost In The Light short poem

I am self destructive. I am corrupted. The thoughts in my head are disruptive. My heart is in void. I was toyed and destroyed. This love was overjoyed. You left me torn. The only thing you left for me to

Mistake

Mistake short poem

Mistakes are generally committed in plenty while Life moves on as lengthy Mistakes doesn’t flash before thought It springs up only after thought Mistakes are mostly UN intentional but they are pointed out as intentional Mistakes in life are the

Velocity Of Life

Velocity Of Life short poem

Life is like bubbles in drizzling rain So, transitory in nature but full of pain Broken chain in chain less chain All loss terms hurriedly into gaiTraged Without destination fast running train With intensity makes sane insane Bruises of heart

Him And The Pink Train

Him And The Pink Train long poem

It hurts so much Every single day Facing the same problems when it all started 2 years ago Not until June 9th Where it will all be over All the pain, the tears and the suffering The short glances, the

Be The Change

Be The Change long poem

To be the change, To see your self have no range, Put a step out of the cage And do what ever YOU think is sage. Do it even if people call you selfish, Because you aren’t like them who

When The Tales Awake

When The Tales Awake short poem

where would you go to escape if the fairy books awoke ? would you run into a galaxy of mazes and stars and colors so beautiful that only the most innocent could tell of ? would you hide in a

Sinking Boatmen

Sinking Boatmen short poem

The name, went begging to yield. Dispute was becoming a point of disorder. A fire on ice, I was burning inside. Unabated, the storm was raging in bush. The candor was lost. We were drying up in shade. One eccentric

Do Not Listen To The Moon

Do Not Listen To The Moon prose poem

Do not listen to the moon, child He’ll whisper only nonsense in your ear And fill your head with silly notions But not a word of substance, not one ounce of truth So mind me, child and do not listen

The Quarry

The Quarry short poem

The trees have grown for years and years, but now they cut it down All I have is memories of a glorious view, what I admired is now dirt ground. The beautiful hill that rose high with courage is now

Though We’re Dust

Though Were Dust short poem

I walked along a sunbeam for a moment yesterday And things that were hurting ceased their hurting for a time My cheeks felt the windblast of a future yet unlived And my grey muddy puddles turned to pools of light

Enticing Enchantment

Enticing Enchantment short poem

From a bird’s eye view, In the stillness of night, A sea of beautiful lights, Soothe my aching eyes. Blinking lights through a canopy of trees, Winking stars twinkle, Tiny droplets of rain sprinkle, Healing the scarred soul. Mist hides