Transparency Poems

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

Curtains

Curtains short poem

If you visit me I will serve coffee and while you drink I will hang you over my window If I can see the sea roll behind your belly its foam washing up between your ears, I know you will

Grammar

Grammar short poem

Only the love-birds will know it was time of inquisition. There was a lot of prodding in the neighbourhood. A voice without sound was resenting with guilt-virginity and the bell tolls for a zero hour. The entrusted trust was still

Poems containing references to : Transparency

Poor We

Poor We short poem

Middle class mentalities and the dreams of diamonds Musical nights in the clubs with books of bibles Oceans of beauties but the horrible depths World adores the transparency of my breaths Quiet calm lips with the suspicious smiles Bare flawless

A Window Person

A Window Person short poem

She offers far greater potential than the frame upon which she attaches She is flexible, agreeable, and delights to be covered, opened, or closed She provides a reality far and above her surrounding strong walls If you should decide to

Theater

Theater prose poem

Fuss and confusion; At the nearby café, a woman is hanged on her high velvet hat, concealing a left crossed-eye behind a piece of texture pretending transparency. A director with two extra-ordinary long sideburns points at an old man, who

Returning

Returning short poem

You come home, sitting on my shoulders. I bid you farewell at door. Death tiptoes in dark before looking at the bare hands. A new concept of ending comes out from crozier. Uncoiling has stopped. In loincloth a truth unravels

Sancta Sedes ~ Sestina

Sancta Sedes ~ Sestina long poem

Her severed head she carries, from the Sant’ Angelo Bridge, surrounded features bring her near, so small in comparison, drawn to the Tempietto, she’s associated with this reminder overheard, from my conversation with Paul from the ceiling, conveyance from scripture,

Ancient Love Story

Ancient Love Story prose poem

At a liquid time flowing between two visions, Before we imprisoned our breaths inside cages of a calendar, Before bird feathers fell down into inkwells, Before we covered our dead with an elegy and a confusion written on papyrus leaves

The Wonders, Not Wonders

The Wonders, Not Wonders ode

Himalayas, Eiffel tower, water-falls At Nile, the seven geographical And constructive wonders, We had in our childhood texts, Not wonders, they are; just big things; Mountains, water-falls, Eiffel tower, And Great Wall, be erected, more lively; Let it interact with

Mockery

Mockery short poem

Entering into deathless trance the moon was galloping across the clouds, clad in blue winds, for a spiritual encounter with the sky. A saint in making, a grandson of god, retreats in a religious retreat to taste a forbidden pain

Consensual

Consensual short poem

You left behind touchstones when I was inventing another zero. Black and white, sobering transparency was reclaiming the mandate of dust. Barefoot lambs were clamouring for ethics in forbidden land. The sun shrinks the clouds to distribute equally, the landscape

Now

Now short poem

He, making his own cast. You knew it. Unique mystique of transparency. You could not touch him. Walking ahead of the sun, long shadow, sweating it out, pungent odor. Innocence hung from desiccated tongue, he preserved original speech before falling

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I Know How You Feel!

I Know How You Feel! short poem

Well I feel your trauma I’m no stranger to the misery of a broken heart and the drama you try to avoid everyday…every night moving in the same circles you’ve been moving in for so long…blind in the dark I

Haunted House

Haunted House short poem

A home full of poltergeists doesn’t sleep. Lights turn on, off, bulbs blow, glass Like shrapnel shreds soles until swept up. But the linoleum stays stained and the stains Shift and fade to resemble faces, fade again. Leaving only the

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

My Divine Faith…

My Divine Faith... short poem

When I am scared and lost, Help me find my way back home. When my heart is in search of some hope, Be my shelter in the storm. When I am too tired to walk across the bend, And not

It’s Possible

Its Possible short poem

It’s possible in Interstellar Our Journey It’s possible in Trillion Galaxies Our Love It’s possible in Stars Our Destiny It’s possible in a World of Fairy Tales Our Paradise It’s possible in Twilight Our Intimacy It’s possible in Infinity Our

Wish

Wish short poem

My useless body, looks outside the window. Sees the pleasant nature, comes a wish to run across the velvet grass. The lovely rain makes me jealous, of children splashing in the puddles. Once I want to wander, explore the fragrant

Respect!

Respect! long poem

So, You want yourself to be respected? Have you seen your face, It has got two large eyes And a nose which at times they compare to a beatel leaf, Complexion of a glowing sun and skin that of melting

Note To Mind

Note To Mind short poem

Where do you go when you are not here, Sometimes you’re away for days, Your absence leaves me with such fear, So scared in a million ways. You give me no sign that you’ll be gone, You just up and

I want to be, my love

I want to be, my love short poem

Now, for long, I have lived with eyes that have never strayed in another’s. Now, for long, I have lived with silences that have never strayed into another’s. Now, I want to be, my love. Now, for long, I have

You Were Never There

You Were Never There elegy

You were never there… Even when I knew my eyes Could see you there before me When I awoke for the first time And I saw the world and all the moments left to come. You were never there… As

Change

Change ode

“To change and let change” is the only color of life. Everything seems so strange except the impeccable truth in strife. Who needs and what is needed to change”? To gear yourself up in a climate, utterly out of range.

Sweet Awakenings

Sweet Awakenings short poem

A gentle rush of feelings Can send shivers down the spine, With an awakening on wings of fire, In the heart and soul, Feeling specially sweet, As life is at stake. Heart sings again with a warmth Soaring so high

Hope

Hope short poem

Sore soul seeking for help, Thus before him, confess Bridges badly broken to carry on Oppressed mind through criticism Weaknesses to hinder positivity But, hope on Majority accounts no space for worthy Behind one’s back, they swear Fallen and rose

Baby Face

Baby Face short poem

Why did not you cross the black river and remained innocent? Unhealed, failed inside, broken and honest? You won the race, the space, the heaven. Moving away to the farthest blackness. Your god sits cross legged, clotting. Brown hands on

Charles Manson

Charles Manson short poem

darkness evokes the very fabric of his frame & gait a renegade for what he did to Sharon Tate 666 a following with Tex and the rest what was going on inside his head the walking dead tried to blame

Love Falls

Love Falls long poem

Her beauty was captivating sweet of heart, flustered within shades of hazel searching still luster. She seemed adrift the tides vacant stare of sadness walking lovelorn shadows on mystic nights. She was perfect the other half of me, pertinent as

The Survivor

The Survivor short poem

Old hawk swoops down on a tree, waits for a drama to enact soon. First sun makes a wake-up call, small insects flock in green field, they dance and sing and have breakfasts. Tiger-bug is hungry too. He arrives, gets

A Big Shock In A Small Heart

A Big Shock In A Small Heart prose poem

In a small heart A big vacuum to be bared Burden and feelings of things shake it Sometimes by a cyclone The day begins in dawn And gets up in morning It exists with hopes On the way to noon

I Begin To Think

I Begin To Think short poem

Abdicating the shadows; totemic. I return back to dig up the buried- moon from the ruins of poetry. It benumbs. No response was coming from cajoling the black secrets- of time-cast. A storm was raging in a pack of emptiness.

In memory to you All

In memory to you All short poem

I wake up, another morning, another stop My head hurts, my heart beats fast They all came in my dream again My eyes are red I was supposed to lead Never show emotion But the day you left me It’s

Haiku Collection

Haiku Collection short poem

Revelation Brevity of words; No rhyme within its reason. Haiku uncovered. Caught Out Summer rain spatter, Unsettled dusky maiden. Parasol resort. Crow Proclaimers of death; charcoaled anonymity. Murderous union. Prelude to a Fall Bitter autumn wind, Sinks teeth into summer’s

Embrace Me

Embrace Me short poem

My beloved please embrace me for last I want to live in present not in past In front of beauty love has to blast Life is too short and time is too fast From the day beauty is in cast

Morning Star With Fresh Dream Each Day

Morning Star With Fresh Dream Each Day short poem

Getup stellar, Wake up star, Have a nice draft, Have a reliance on yourself, Let’s walk with a smile, Success is yours, warmth welcomes you with “Cool Morning”! Stars are the way, let’s have a nice dream, Dreams are like

Twister

Twister short poem

Do you wanna play twister with me? want to roll up your soul with mine take off the meat suit be able to fly Let’s escape in this starfall night knock at my window break the glass kidnap my worldly

On Cowards And The ‘ice’

On Cowards And The ice short poem

I was happy communicating with them I was happy unknowingly indulging in their own game Happy on being appreciated Happy on being accoladed Felt each of them close to my heart Sharing things mutually though being miles apart In for

Fallen

Fallen short poem

My wings are tied, I can not fly, I have been pushed, and I know why For my crimes i can not be another holy entity. I chose this life, I could not stay, I hate their holy bigotry. I

Made For Each Other

Made For Each Other short poem

True and sacred relations are made for each other Two hearts met first time in the college To begin an unhackneyed relationship Together they had cup of coffee Together they studied in library The friendship grew into love one day

The Ideal Couple

The Ideal Couple short poem

A Couple always shares The Rose is for her And the thorn is for him A Couple always smiles The Gold biscuit is for her And the Biscuit is for him The couple is always happy She often goes to