Tourist Poems

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

From The Eyes Of A Tourist

From The Eyes Of A Tourist long poem

It was an elated evening Full of excitement and emotions filled, when my flight was landing Welcoming climate was pleasant but grew chilled It was my very first visit to Srinagar Which is acclaimed as a paradise on Earth When

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The Caribbean Sea

The Caribbean Sea short poem

The bright blue Caribbean sea Stretches out for all to see. A trail of Islands at its feet, Any tourist would its natives greet. So if you ever consider taking a vacation. Consider one of those beautiful places. Primarily Belize,

Hell Of A Show

Hell Of A Show short poem

They’re playing jazz in Leavenworth, ersatz Bavarian tourist trap of Washington State, a brittle-fingered quartet sentenced to the cellar of a failed Bierpalast fake snow sweating down the cinder block walls. the musicians don’t care; music coats their stomachs extra

Holy Knot And Germany My Dream Land

Holy Knot And  Germany My Dream Land long poem

“Holy knot” Marriage is like a book of suspense, Each day contains romance and turbulence. You are excited what is next, You try your level best to prove the best. Sometimes you want to read its climax, But you have

Death Is Immortal

Death Is Immortal short poem

hide me in these walls… shield me even, try your best to cloak me from it.. but it won’t work. death is coming. death is coming at a pace we do not know…whether slowly or quickly it will reach its

The Puddle

The Puddle prose poem

The ancient church all vintage stone and loved throughout the ages, was now more famous for something strange, and in all the local pages. A large sinkhole all filled with rocks and lots of other rubble, was on the grounds,

Sat To Chat!

Sat To Chat! short poem

At the end of the elated visit Around the mind moving marble mausoleum -Taj Mahal I was unconvinced to leave and got a place to sit As excited to enjoy the environment, withal It was the inside on the right,

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The Long March – November 2013 New People

The Long March   November 2013 New People ode

This is an ode to the press. I write a lot of these leading up to publications I care about. This one was unique, I sketched on some boxes, used some spray paint and some sharpies. In the space above

Absquatulate

Absquatulate short poem

Family first, And old saying, As if from a western, Almost sounds rehearsed. Yet when I tip my cap, On this dusty afternoon, I appreciate the folks, Whom without life’s a lonely moon. When carrying across, Metaphorical plains, Dry and

Paradox

Paradox short poem

I’ve been self reflecting, But my mirror is broken. I’m a paradox. The only thing I know about my self Is that I know nothing about myself at all. Or do I? Through my broken mirror, am I lying? Or

Gaze

Gaze short poem

The morning sun lay bare its annoyance, Somewhere behind the ponderous smearing of clouds, While I took refuge under a thatched abandonment, To the surprise of some relieved onlooking crowd. When light couldn’t befit to restore contrast Between dawn and

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year! short poem

Faceless void, rapacious throng jostling bodies, pulsating song Bacchus entrailed minds strobe lighting that blinds words uttered, meanings drowned strangers all, though friends abound arrhythmic, gyrating the moves predatory stance of wolves lives fragmented, delusions of gaiety facile bonds, sacrificed

Journey

Journey short poem

The whim the fancy of the life you lead, you know how granted you haven taken this to be! when love comes in the way of most, why not take it along your roads. we wait and wait for the

A Visit From A Ghost

A Visit From A Ghost ballad

I entered their Kingdom, Where once I did sing them, To sleep As they lie in their beds. Their eyes slowly closing, Their heads softly nosing, The pillows That lie ‘neath their heads. I saw their chests rising, And felt

The Rue Of Separation

The Rue Of Separation short poem

  ” Somebody should annihilate my-self, It’s an Albatross like some pelf ! Loving somebody is a feeling of two in one, Alas! Now ‘I’ and ‘You’ are jettisoned ! Cross to bear that silence without you, Such silence brought

Self- Annihilation

Self  Annihilation short poem

The other side of life behind the barbed future where they were seeking gratifications, I was entering the past, without pretension. Time will cleanse the mutation. I will be breaking the god’s boundaries. A theme of nobility has lot of

To My Love

To My Love short poem

The peace that emits and the pain that remains. Closer I get more intense they became. The little soul of mine, savaged inside, was healed and became so light. Intensity of yours, I could never comprehend. The inside you was

Words Jumbled

Words Jumbled short poem

Today I’m doing a little writing, At times it’s quite frightening. The ink is black, the paper is moist, I like to scratch out words, that is my choice. A lot of thoughts gather round my head; I fail to

Love Sonnet 43

Love Sonnet 43 sonnet poems

Bring me no more ambrosia, please, no more, Nor fill my cup, with sweet nectar to drink, Of Graces’ dances, spare me no encore, And Muses’ songs next time, not now, I think; Tell Apollo to mute his lyre today,

Harmony

Harmony prose poem

We walked, twinkle-toed, through the night’s hush A ‘Sherlock Holmes’ deerstalker capping my skull And the red Che-star on your beret (left of centre); Hand in hand Finger looped to finger Palms sweating, Lips twinging from a freshly chiselled kiss

Loneliness

Loneliness prose poem

Loneliness is what I call the monster that hides in the corner. Waiting for that moment to strike. Staring at me with those glaring eyes. Those glaring eyes that are the only eyes that can actually see my soul. They

D-day In One’s Life

D day In Ones Life long poem

LOVE ETERNAL It was a phone call most unexpected mystique and warmth was in the call I just could not believe it can be so for I was away travelling in Air far away Requesting me for a surprise visit

Everybody has a story

Everybody has a story short poem

Everybody has a story, ’tis writ in every face the lines etched, deep as the wrinkles of age.. . Everybody has a story, be it early or late, a life being lived has a tale to relate.. . Everybody has

Flux

Flux short poem

Melancholy doesn’t leave it settles in paints the world grey and yes it’s a beautiful monochrome but sometimes even sight becomes lachrymose, then tone is known as just a piece of soul in a different pitch, life seems loud and

The Slaves

The Slaves long poem

We have to keep all these bodies, And save them from scavengers; They have been roaming around. But the war scares them greatly. So, they prefer the tired nights. However, I saw last day that A dog ran away with

Corona

Corona short poem

A starfish was in my glass. You blame the moon of brutality while moondust had misled the ocean. Darkhole was ejecting the stars. An animal instinct sparts the bullet like supernova. Black dwarf crop up around the light house for

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body ode

I apologize the Sun did not rise my side of the Earth. Else I would have invited you into my house And we would have drunk white wine with ice by the fire place. Know you not the absence of

Je Suis Charlie

Je Suis Charlie short poem

You don’t know what I’m thinking, can’t see the cinematheque inside my head where horrible and beautiful images collide, a claquement that generates everything I say, everything I write just because I can’t draw an image, because my line is

In The Hour Of The Northern Mockingbird

In The Hour Of The Northern Mockingbird long poem

Cashmere, super playboy cologne and a little bit of gold and silver well I’m beginning to see everything in a whole new light this rainy Monday… Yesterday was not my day but now I know everything’s gonna be alright, everything’s

Broken

Broken short poem

I watch your broken soul as this consumes your entire world Blaming yourself for a decision completely out of your control Trying to keep the peace, you break your own will to keep happiness in the world of the selfish?

True Love

True Love short poem

As a bud, I was tender praised for my petals Flattered for my fragrance Smelled for sweetness I was laid in a rose bed protected and possessed And I never even cared to peep out. The day I blossomed I

I Want To Show Up My Face To The Rain!

I Want To Show Up My Face To The Rain! short poem

Life has moved ahead, From just sitting by the window pane, I want to show up my face to the rain !! I want to feel the breeze on my wet cheeks, I want to shiver with pleasure … the

The Ant And ‘his Way’

The Ant And his Way prose poem

I once sat and observed the movements of an Ant, as he moved across my bathroom floor. He was headed in one direction, and for no apparent reason, he decided to change course. When he changed directions, I decided to

Tornado Tornado

Tornado Tornado short poem

The buff flaunts his elements in a dissenting voice. Don’t go into the lake. There were no survivors. Stop kissing the moon all night. Clouds were moving away for the coronation of the sun. The windowpane was broken. Somebody has

Enjoy Your Go

Enjoy Your Go short poem

Ideology of life For every husband and wife Is to be sincere Direct and clear As simple as give So that children live Grow and endure With minds so pure Righteously think right Stars of the night Spreading light to

Life

Life long poem

I watch the world go by, From my position at its periphery, I ask each day, For a sign, a message, Something to turn the senseless into the meaningful. My thoughts turn inward, My being aches with the pain of

First And Last Woman

First And Last Woman prose poem

She is the first and last woman; Her hair is one thousand color waterfalls, nature briefed in her two almond eyes, her eyebrows two gardens riding on astonishment whispers, her cheeks two apples rolling down from Paradise always fleeing away

If I die Young

If I die Young short poem

If I die young, don’t cry, be happy Think what I’d wish you’d be and go out and be A short life I always had in mind My time was enough to see The world filled with love The world

My Soldier In Heaven

My Soldier In Heaven short poem

It gets harder and harder each and every year I return to the wall and feel your spirit near You went off to war and never came home Don’t know how I can go on and do this alone I

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