Topic Poems

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

Poet’s Dilemma

Poets Dilemma long poem

In the comfort of my room I sit and scribble all the sundry and sometimes seriously on varieties of topic I build my own world of poetry and assume I am the master of philosophy of life and have solution

Poems containing references to : Topic

Winners of Happiness Happens Contest 2015

Winners of Happiness Happens Contest 2015 news and updates

It’s a happy day! After hundreds of submissions, days of reviews and a month full of happy poems, we finally bring to you the 5 lucky winners of Happiness Happens contest who have won prizes amounting to 100$ (each winning

How to write a poem? Are you kidding me!

How to write a poem? Are you kidding me! poetry articles

10 ways to write a poem! No sentence in the glory of English language has hit me as hard as this one did. I started writing poetry when I was in class 7th. I still remember the day when this

The Reality

The Reality short poem

The topic of discussion on Life and death appears futile When we are unaware how we came into the world Why should we be aware when we will be moving out of this world What we know is we are

Old-Man-Poet

Old Man Poet short poem

Old-man-poet! Write from the heart; Reboot the world; make it new again! Turn its white hoary head with a start; Spin a poem of ablative gain! Let ablution be the God-ablated birth; Let it unravel the umbilical whorl That winds

Love Is Key

Love Is Key long poem

Mental Illness not just a topic of discussion. A subject that many distance themselves from. As if they will suffer severe repercussion. The true reality of this illness is cast down. Ignored and simply dismissed. Biological and spiritually. This illness

Fear Of Flying

Fear Of Flying short poem

In the midst of conversation A question rose out of the blue, What would I do if such opportunity were to arise. In a conversation about long term goals without hesitation or notion Without any specifics given to her question

Magazine

Magazine short poem

In the topic of magazines. I sat on the cover, close to the reflection of her eyes. Relaxed in the greeting of open arms. She paused, sitting upright. The gap between us now closer. Allowing the invitation of smiles. Our upright becoming

Magazine

Magazine short poem

In the topic of magazines. I sat on the cover, close to the reflection of her eyes. Relaxed in the greeting of open arms. She paused, sitting upright. The gap between us now closer. Allowing the invitation of smiles. Our upright becoming

Mind Of An Intraverted Middle Child

Mind Of An Intraverted Middle Child prose poem

These are just random snippets that I will just post together. Title: Monster minded and egos Like an enflatted ego is my thought that im a monster. As with Ego you are never as big or bad as you think,

Creativity Elevated:

Creativity Elevated: short poem

To the spiritually motivated And the highly educated Da Vinci code breakers CSI couch potatoes Murder she wrote Chance takers These rhymes between these lines May be not sophisticated An abuse of poetic freedom This pensome content speculated An artistic

My Heart Skips A Beat

My Heart Skips A Beat prose poem

Heart breaks.. A topic that rules the world of fiction. The cinema loves it, the writers give it so much of stardom and center stage. Be it the classics or the contemporary, tragedies out stand the happy endings. It’s also

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Poison Is A Woman’s Weapon

Poison Is A Womans Weapon short poem

Poison is a woman’s choice, When it comes to dealing death. Those able hands that ladle love, Can dribble death in dollop; Amative breasts can often sting, Bedaubed in aspine wreath. Poison is a woman’s choice, When it comes to

Black Hole

Black Hole short poem

She wept incessantly, Strived hard to bury her memories In the deepest black-holes of her mind Where no luminance penetrates. She idled the hours in melancholy, “An agonized soul, is she”, everyone says. No optimistic whim enters her darkest Black-

Thankful To The Almighty

Thankful To The Almighty short poem

There are times where I question my existence Times where my purpose on this earth is vague Times where I feel lonely and worthless Times where I feel like I haven’t achieved enough But every time I wake up, I

Time’s Broken Arrow

Times Broken Arrow short poem

The world keeps rocking to the sound of the void, a pirouette through time that we simply can’t avoid. But what have you done today? Did the fool on his errand pass you silently by? Did you have much to

Winter Morning

Winter Morning ode

The green leaves of weeping willow,on the lawns, Blocking my sky view, The natural leaves’ curtains covering my bed room windows. But at least I can watch beautiful birds and butterflies Hopping and chirping on trees branches. A beautiful squirrel

Lips On Fire

Lips On Fire short poem

Sometimes the ice burns, a fish moves in your eyes. The ubiquity was at lowest level, nothing was visible in sun. Mission crawl in the crotch does not find any fever. The golden cave has caved in. Moon will find

Cry Me A River

Cry Me A River short poem

Unable to reach you Unable to teach you How to love How to remove The hurt of the heart I feel maximum pain I feel like max payne Imagine what we could have made An angel calls And I continue

Finding A New Home

Finding A New Home short poem

Generation to generation I witness years passing by Trapped in the days that I don’t remember Through the disasters and the wars And history repeats itself Again I have to find a new home River side or a jungle For

Me On Both Side Of The River

Me On Both Side Of The River long poem

Everything seems to be silent but my ears not, although world sleep but my mind’s not. Memory once rejoiced like a sun’s heat now turns winter cold, before isolation was a luxury to me but now it’s not. What happens

Is Beauty Only Skin Deep?

Is Beauty Only Skin Deep? short poem

We have many levels of beautiful Some are clear and visible, We may touch an adorableness, Skins depth though questionable of beauty. Imagine all the colours see the silhouette, Lustrous smooth and adorable, Blush fullness of the lips, Yet still

Soldiers Are Soldiers

Soldiers Are Soldiers short poem

Soldiers are soldiers today or long ago So many not given the choice, they had to go Stories told like it was yesterday You could see the pain in their eyes Til this day some still cry Battles fought in

Victim Of Mankind

Victim Of Mankind short poem

Summer passed, winter arrived , Short steps turned into long strides , Insects prepare for hibernation, Serenic beauty is nature’s projection , Mother puts her child to sleep, South Africa just won cricket match with clean sweep , Bells ring

A Nonconformist Haiku On The Rims

A Nonconformist Haiku On The Rims short poem

Peek a soul-peeking into an unghostly, sacred ghost — in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere, until I find myself more flimsy than a goldfish ghost with bulging, story-telling eyes, standing, staring, balancing on the mental-emotional

As I Stroll Through A Dream

As I Stroll Through A Dream short poem

I just walk through my day as I stroll through a dream Where all things are as possible as they may seem, Where the moon rides the daytime, the sun rides the night For surely this means that both periods

Scattered Words

Scattered Words short poem

Scattered words Are like our living May not mean Anything substantial When used well In sequences With our intent of Making those Sounding meaningful Be it in own ways And share the contents With other people Mend with time On

Gift

Gift short poem

she sometimes wished her heart so heavy with love unspoken would rise to heavens as rain filled cloud and there dissolving in joyous downpour would gift the earth an emerald spring

Some One So Right!!

Some One So Right!! short poem

One fine day with the rise of the dawn, A beam of new sunlight glistened on my face. I opened my eyes with a twinkled glee. And Found Happiness waiting for me to embrace. I got up to the tune

Tell Me , Tell Me

Tell Me , Tell Me short poem

Tell me that everything is alright Because we didn’t end it with a fight You didn’t give me a reason to end this discussion I mean I hate everything about you right now But then again you are on my

A New Friend

A New Friend prose poem

I met you in the sun light And you did shine so bright Then I started being polite So that we be truly unite The other day when I saw you, Your dress was something in blue As cute as

Sunday Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon short poem

Looking at how vibrantly the tree’s leaves dance. Swaying side to side. Side by side. I watch the cars driving sorta fast up and down the street. The breeze have picked up some. Quite cool this afternoon is this Sunday’s

Follow Your Heart

Follow Your Heart short poem

You say come and live with me if you want to be free who cares what people think I am all you need so don’t be afraid I promise you, you can trust me baby Well and I did feel

Memory Walk

Memory Walk short poem

Wanted to visit old lanes for a mocking bird. A luminous proxy wanted to play a game. Treachery flees from the trees and settles on the white wings of flying swans. No logarithm will stop to watch the invisible numbers

To Give A Daughter Away

To Give A Daughter Away long poem

A queer experience it is A feeling that defies description An emotion beyond expression Giving a daughter away , you don’t know how to name it . Is it a sense of self appreciation at having performed a parental duty

A Blossoming Love

A Blossoming Love short poem

It’s funny; all it takes is a glance and I’m entranced, A stare from your eyes that makes me forget about the sky. A stunning smile that makes me grow so wild, A chance to release my inner-child. The tidal

Noah’s Rain

Noahs Rain short poem

They said, “Never!”, as Noah announced the incredulous. Noah said, “It’s going to rain”, to all who would listen They shouted in unison, “Never has it been, nor ever shall it be! Water comes from creeks, ponds, rivers, and from

You Is You, What All I See!

You Is You, What All I See! ballad

Whenever I sit beside you, I can’t stop losing myself, I am all numb seeing you in front. But when I leave you for home I feel drugged in your absence. you know what then? You is you, what all

Our Dream Place

Our Dream Place short poem

Golden sand, sun-drenched by day Moonlit by night Soft and warm, her cheeks against mine Barefoot we walk, hand in hand A Picasso, our footprints in the sand Disappear with each incoming tide A salty mist from the sea breeze

Pura Vida 2012 For Michaela And The Peace Corps

Pura Vida 2012 For Michaela And The Peace Corps prose poem

Running, running through the crowded San Isidro de El General town square, awash in punishing heat and light, and you just miss your bus, the only bus home, now 55 Kilometers stare you in the face. You buy a torta,